Emilie's pent up and she managed to spill the beans

When you return to the lab you hear some laughter and find Sandra, Patrick, Sendrey, Calista and Chloe all hovering over the transformation notes. Though Chloe, and to a lesser degree Calista, are still acting cold toward Patrick you do notice a light thawing of relations. Pretty impressive for just a few hours of talking to one another. As you arrive you hear Sandra make another comment at Patrick's expense, producing some banter and getting another laugh from Chloe. Even if she's got Patrick and Sendrey helping to smooth things over you take it as a testament to Sandra's skill as a conniving, devious catgirl that Chloe's even willing to be this close to Patrick.

When Sendrey sees you she smiles and says, "Don't worry, we've got it all figured out."

"Oh? What's that?" you ask, coming over to take a look at the fresh, loose pages on the writing desk.

Sandra purrs and says, "Just like lady Emira did for her new catgirls. We looked up all the relatives these girls have and picked out some eye and fur patterns that should be a good match for their builds as well as for matching with their relatives."

"Ah, nice."

Patrick adds, "Calista, Chloe and I have been fighting an uphill battle against these two." He jerks his finger at your wife and his girlfriend. "They're sure every one of the new girls would look best in silky red fur."

"A lot of them would," Sendrey says, grinning.

Hmmm, from the way Sendrey's acting and the knowing smirk Sandra is giving you from her spot in the back you suspect the two of them planned this beforehand. Maybe before Patrick even got back. Forcing the two new catgirls to side with Patrick in their first significant interaction with him. Something that's bound to break down some barriers and preconceptions. Thank goodness Sandra's on your side and not working against you.

"We have far too many redheads," you say, coming over to Sandra and scratching her ear. "Mmmmm, they were supposed to be pretty rare, but someone kept talking me into making more,"

"Still less of us than black, gray and white furred girls," Sandra argues.

"I understand the appeal," Chloe says as she runs a hand over her own black fringed red fur. "But I love the look of a blonde catgirl too." That gets Calista to twist in place a little, embarrassed.

"We got easy excuses for a lot of black and cream furred girls thanks to their relatives," Patrick comments. "But that leaves the triplets. Since they're not related to anyone here they could be anything, though with that light brown hair they would be easiest to make into chestnuts. I guess blonde would be pretty easy too."

"Or rrrrrred," Sandra purrs.

You give her another ear rub and say, "Why don't we save red for some feisty mercenary girls? Or perhaps we can find another few ladies of the night next time Patrick goes out."

"Oh fine," Sandra says, dropping the faked issue and curling up next to you. "Now, I knew you'd want to hear this bit so I made Sendrey wait before telling Patrick. She's been busy."

Sendrey proudly takes center stage and says, "So you know how Emilie agreed to let me share her bed even before you left?"

"Ah yes."

"Well, of course I thanked her all the time during the day for all the lovely food she made me. And that night I may have had some bad dreams."

Patrick can't help but grin.

"I woke up with Emilie holding me tight and rubbing my ears. She's pretty good at that - must have got practice somewhere. She let me snuggle up to her and I got to fall asleep with my head resting on the best pillows in the whole damn world."

"One night in?"

"Yup! And that's not all. Next night she didn't bother with one of us sleeping under one blanker, one over. We just snuggled up. So nice and warm. And soft." Sendrey's tail sways from side to side as she enjoys the memories. "By the next night I 'noticed' how stressed she was, so I 'helped' her after dinner. Lots of neck and hand massages. Mmmm, she loved it. And she asked if she could feel my fur. It's much softer than yours," she says as she runs her fingers through Patrick's coat.

"I knew you two would hit it off," Patrick says.

"By lunchtime the next day she was asking about the stuff you and I have to do. I got all quiet and then started asking about you and her. She started saying different stuff about you, how you'd grown up almost next door to each other, how you'd been captured together... when she was really into her story I said, 'You make a cute couple,' and she just about choked on nothing but air."

Patrick starts laughing, as do you and Sandra. Chloe tries to look ticked off, but once Calista starts tittering even Chloe can't help it. She still wants to dislike Patrick, but she's having too much fun right now. Plus it's Sendrey who's being the naughty, conniving one, not Patrick.

"She turned a really interesting shade of red, she tried to deny you two were together at first, but I pushed her on it and she caved quickly. And then she tried to explain why it was so wrong, you shouldn't be together, she doesn't know what to do. All that stuff. She just unloaded all her baggage on me at once." She pauses dramatically.

Finally Patrick can't stand it and has to ask, "And?"

"And then I pulled her close and let her use my chest like a pillow. I might not be as big as she is, but it's still nice and soft. Who doesn't like snuggling up to a nice pair of titties?"

Off to the side you see Chloe throw a perverse grin Calista's way and Calista puts an arm across her snuggle ready C cups.

"Anyway, once the tears and troubles were out in the open I told her that double cousins not being able to marry sounded really strange to me. I said that the area I came had lots of big families, lots of people wanting to keep properties close to the family by blood... I told no one would even bat an eye at that kind of thing. She got all worried, but I told her she was really cute and a good match for you. That made her blush like crazy, so I gave her back rubs 'to help her calm down'."

"And this was on day three?" Patrick asks, turning his hips slightly to try and hide a growing stiffy.

"Yeah. By day four I broke it to her that the nasty mage didn't seem to have done anything about the 'other room', so it looked like maybe I would be stuck in the storeroom again once Patrick came back. It didn't take too long before she started looking really guilty and then she suggested I could stay with you two. I thanked her soooo much and promised I'd step out whenever you two wanted some 'alone time'. And I told her again how cute you were together and how nice it was to have another girl to talk to."

"Really laying it on thick," you comment.

"Hey, this is all your fault - nasty, evil mage," she says, laughing at the whole situation. "Anyway, the last few days I've started helping with the cooking a bit, getting her to teach me a little. And I've got her to a spot where she's happy to let me touch her almost everywhere. I'm her little massage partner. Scalp, neck, back, shoulders, hands, legs, feet - I'm always working to make her body feel all warm and relaxed."

"You're stealing my job!" Patrick says, tickling her.

"Gah! Wait, wait, it's good. She's always warm and needy after that. I bet that's something you already know, but the thing is she doesn't want to have sex with me. Hmmm, or maybe it's that she doesn't think she should cheat on you. Or that she doesn't know how to ask? Anyway, every time I relax all those tight muscles in her toes or loosen up her back enough to hear a little crack of tendons and muscles sliding back into place... she lets out this happy little sigh. Or maybe it's a horny little sigh." She gives Patrick a long kiss and says, "You've got to hurry home - your poor niece misses you so."