Got a room, got a cat and got twenty pounds thinner

“Where is she?” Dawn mumbled, her frustration growing as her feelings of uselessness ballooned larger than her breasts.

Usually when Dawn was frustrated by her inability to do something, such as figure out the answer to a problem, she would pace.

Problem was, she couldn’t do a whole lot of pacing with a couple sacks of fat where her scant chest used to be. So she had to settled for sitting on the bed and pouting out her frustrations.

“She should be back soon,” Marley said, tapping her foot worriedly. Any second now, Sylvia’s transformation could wear off, and Marley would end up dissolving into a puddle. Now, losing her body’s stability and returning to the primordial ooze she was born from wasn’t so bad- it wasn’t like it hurt or anything, and even felt kind of pleasant.

But Marley enjoyed, you know, being a person, and not a sentient blob of goop.

The only one in the room not remotely worried was Sylvia, who kicked up her feet on a tree stump and leaned back in a wicker chair with her hands behind her head, looking like she didn’t have a care in the world.

“I’m telling you, you guys are overreacting! Come on, Marley, worst comes to worst, I can just copy Carly’s transformation again!”

“Are you sure you want to do that, though?” Marley questioned. Sylvia wasting that transformation two days in a row, just to get a few extra minutes on the clock, seemed like such a waste. As much as she appreciated the offer. “I thought you hated being my sister?”

“It’s not my favorite thing in the world,” Sylvia admitted, lowering her hands and sitting up in her seat. “Oh, don’t get me wrong, Marley, I love you to bits, you know I do! But first and foremost, I want to consider myself your mom, you know?”

“But you still used it anyway, for Carly’s sake,” Dawn noted, adjusting her glasses. “Very sweet of you.”

Sylvia flashed a beaming smile. “Well, what can I say?” She chirped. “I’m a sweetheart! Besides- doing a favor for my roommate, so Carly can have a good date with Daddy? That’s being a good friend, and a good daughter! Not to mention, the ratings Carly’s night with Daddy probably got last night? Forget about it!”

She stood up proudly and placed her hands on her hips. “I may not be the host anymore, but I still want to make a good show!”

Dawn rolled her eyes. “Whatever,” she mumbled. Sylvia’s desire to make a good show could be admirable, in a twisted way, if it didn’t lead to things like this cactus. Even if that had ended up being Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin’s fault.

It wasn’t like Sylvia was broken up about it, or anything.

“You know, as your mom… wouldn’t it be better if I had bigger boobs myself?” Sylvia questioned, tapping her chin thoughtfully. “I mean, just saying, it only makes sense if you and I, well, had the same chest size, so…”

She glanced slyly over at the cactus and Dawn’s blood ran cold. The image of Sylvia nudging her way ahead of her in line and taking the flower after making her breasts gigantic flashed through her mind.

“Don’t you dare!” The cat girl shrieked, hopping up to try and intercept Sylvia and falling flat on her face in the process. …Well, on her boobs. Their size made her completely misjudge her leap, and her top-heavy frame tumbled forward, leading to a faceful of cleavage while Sylvia cackled in delight.

“I thought cats were always supposed to land on their faces?” She teased, as Dawn picked herself up off the ground.

“Don’t talk to me about that,” Dawn muttered, shaking her head.

Marley held her hand over her mouth, politely suppressing a laugh as best she could. It was difficult for her to hide her amusement at the situation but she was trying her best.

That being said…

“Sylvia, don’t joke about stuff like that,” Marley chastised her. “Dawn’s stressed out enough about this whole thing.”

She’d already more or less resigned herself to letting Dawn harvest the first flower. Really the only reason they were waiting at this point was because of Sylvia’s semi-persuasive suggestion that they let Nick take a second look at Dawn’s frame and consider whether or not he wanted to go out with her like that today.

Dawn knew that Nick wasn’t shallow, and she really hoped that he wouldn’t prove her wrong when he got here. If he got here.

“Just because Carly’s gotta come, that doesn’t mean Nick will stop by,” she pointed out, biting her lip. “He could just go off and do something on his own, or stay with Mary, or…”

“Dawn, you’re overthinking things,” Sylvia assured her. “I already called one of the faeries and had her relay the message to Daddy, you saw that, right?”

Okay, well, Dawn hadn’t heard the part where she mentioned to Nick that he might be in for some more breast-expansion fun if he stopped by, but the important thing was getting him here, right?

After multiple rounds spent as host trying to find ways to entice Nick and get him to partake in the show’s transformative delights, who would have known that something as simple as breast expansion would be what got him going? Sylvia should have just stuck with the classics.

She had been watching Nick’s reaction closer than anyone. She had seen Nick’s eyes grow wide in synchronicity with the growth of Carly’s and Dawn’s breasts. Oh yeah, her daddy was developing a taste for it, alright, no-doubt in part due to the loving little wife living upstairs with him now, whose boobs were getting rounder and fuller of milk every day.

Oh, Daddy… your little girl knows your secret now! She tried very hard to keep her wicked thoughts from morphing into a villainous laugh. You like when girls get big ol’ boobies? Well, I can arrange that! That’s why I’m here, after all! To make you happy!

Sylvia, of course, was oblivious to how obvious her “ulterior” motives were to the other women in the room.

As much as she’d changed… on so many levels, she really hadn’t.

After another couple minutes of waiting impatiently, Marley was about at the end of her tether. She was really worried that she’d be melting any moment now, when-

“Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!” The door swung open and Carly rushed in, her face stretched with panic. “So so sorry! Mary’s food was just so good, I couldn’t help myself, I wanted seconds, and thirds, and… mm… If I’m not careful, I’m gonna start putting on the pounds like you, sis!”

“Carly!” Marley’s face lit up with relief. She was so glad to see her sister she even let the crack about her weight slide. None of that mattered right now, now that Carly had returned. And not a moment too soon, because seconds later, she felt the paradoxical memories of Sylvia being their little sister fade from her mind, and it was just her and Carly growing up again.

“What are you wearing?” Dawn squinted in confusion.

Marley had been so glad to see Carly that she hadn’t even realized the costume her sister had on. It wasn’t that out of place compared to what her sister usually wore- she had on a long-sleeved green blouse with vertical stripes and a fluttery short black skirt over a pair of dark tights. But that wasn’t what caught the eye. No, the bright garish yellow sweater was the attention-grabber here, complemented by Carly’s enhanced breasts, giving meaning to the phrase “sweater puppies”. An exaggeratedly-large red ribbon was tied around her collar, drawing even more attention to her massive bazongas- it looked like she’d stepped out of some hentai about schoolgirls.

The long red hair didn’t help, either.

“Don’t worry, Dakota seems to have ironic taste,” Carly said, waving her hand. “I’m just glad I got back in time.”

“Where’s Daddy?” Sylvia asked, looking around for Nick. “He did get my message, right?”

“Yes, I did,” Nick said, walking into the room with an embarrassed expression on his flushed face. “Sylvia, did you really have to have that faerie announce so loudly that you were going to do more breast expansion stuff? Do you have any idea how embarrassing that was?! Holly had so many questions that Mary had to practically drag her off me!”

“Weeeeelll…” Sylvia looked away as Dawn snapped her head around and glared daggers at her.

“You shoulda seen it,” Vivian chuckled, sauntering into the Garden Suite like she owned the place, even though she’d just lived there for a time. In a rare sight, she was wearing the same outfit- apparently she hadn’t had time to get back to her room and change. “The girl was practically in tears, begging to come along.”

She shook her head and clicked her tongue. “My, my, Nick, you really need to get better at how you treat the help. Your servants aren’t just servants, they’re practically family. You should respect them more.”

Nick stared at Vivian, unable to believe she was actually comparing Holly like that. He knew how the other woman treated Octavia, but even so, she didn’t have the right to-!

…He was getting off topic.

“…Look, I think we can all agree that Holly should be kept as far away from that cactus as possible,” Nick asserted, afraid that even he couldn’t possibly know the extent of the havoc she’d wreak with that thing in her grasp.

“No!” Sylvia objected like the bratty daughter she loved to play.

And like the beleaguered disapproving father that Nick had been shoved into the role of, he just shook his head, sighed, and ignored her.

Dawn loudly cleared her throat.

“Putting the issue of Holly aside for now,” she said loudly, “there are other matters to attend to here.”

Carly blinked and stared at Dawn, finally putting together that a cat girl with massive breasts sitting on her bed wasn’t a normal thing for her.

“…Oh, Dawn, that’s right! The flowers!” Carly smacked her forehead. “Yeah, let’s get that out of the way, has the cactus bloomed yet?”

Marley sighed. “Well… that’s the thing.”

“There’s only one flower,” Dawn said. She tried to cross her arms for added effect, but it was hard maneuvering them around her massive melons. “And we’re not sure who should be getting it first. Marley said-”

“I’m fine with letting her have it,” Marley interrupted, looking sympathetically at Dawn. “She’s been having a pretty rough morning. Plus, it’s her night with you tonight, Nick, so…”

“Well, hold on a second,” Sylvia interjected. “Daddy, let’s just think of the possibilities here. I mean, big titty kitty, right? It’s not every day you get to have a night with a pair of knockers like that! …Okay, yes, last night, but Carly having big boobs is just… you know, being Carly!”

“She does raise a good point,” Carly admitted. “I do normally have the biggest breasts in your harem- the effect isn’t as dramatic when it’s with me.”

Dawn’s face twisted into a look of aghast shock.

“No, she does not raise a good point!” She sputtered. “Nick, is this really what you want from me on our date together!? Me having such massive breasts I can barely even move?! Being relegated to just lying on the bed while you use my body in whatever way you- um… I- …Well…”

Dawn was having some difficulty articulating her argument all of a sudden as she considered that the inconvenient aspects of her expanded chest actually made things sound pretty hot. Her Poser transformation really got her going off the idea of being Nick’s little adjustable sex doll, and being rendered physically incapable of moving too much due to her massive breasts actually took her transformation in a whole new-

“ANYWAY!” Dawn shook her head frantically, loudly trying to silence the nagging voice in the back of her mind encouraging her to do something she knew was a bad idea. “I-I think Nick… you really want us to go on a nice, normal date today, right? Unlike last time?”

Their last date, while pretty hot for Nick, had also been twisted by a transformation going haywire and resulted in a strange threesome with two girls that had both been Dawn in a technical sense. Hot, sure, but also very weird and not exactly what anyone would consider a “traditional” date.

But Dawn’s pleas were pretty pointless because Nick had never needed any convincing in the first place.

“Come on, guys, you really think I wouldn’t want Dawn back to normal?” Nick looked at the other girls. He knew that Sylvia was probably just playing around, but it kind of stung a little that Dawn was actually afraid that he’d want… well, this!

“I mean…” Dawn blushed sheepishly and her tail flicked joyfully behind her back as she sighed in relief. “…Not really.”

“I think Dawn’s just feeling a little insecure,” Carly said, walking over and patting the shorter girl on the head. “What, with all the major boobage in the room.”

Vivian chuckled in the corner as Dawn fumed.

“It’s just… I saw your reaction before,” she mumbled, her ears flattening. “And I remember how you responded back when… well… last time, when they- when we- well, when I, technically, was experimenting with that gum…”

On Nick’s date with the Double Dawns, the two cat girls had tried out some of the breast expansion gum up for offer at the Amusement Park, and had even smuggled some back to the hotel for their threesome together. And Nick had responded very positively.

You couldn’t exactly blame a cat girl for thinking that he wanted a little more of that, could you?

Nick blushed. “Well… look, I’m not going to deny I’ve been kind of getting a thing recently, you know, for the idea of breasts growing bigger.”

“Hah!” Sylvia crowed. “I knew it!”

“Congrats, you have eyes,” Marley said with a dry grin.

“But it’s not because I’m into huge breasts or anything!” He clarified. “It’s just, well… the idea of boobs growing, it’s…”

“It’s like Mary, right?” Marley guessed. “Because she’s becoming a mom. You’re into the idea of motherhood, so…”

Perceptive as always. She’d picked up on that before the genius Dawn, or the sexual expert Carly. Maybe even before the former host, who had been created for the purpose of susing out Nick’s deepest desires.

And the flustered expression on his face showed that this was a big one.

“I… I-!” He didn’t really know what to say. He looked desperately to every face in the room, trying to find some support, but it was a little hard to come by. Pretty much everyone but Dawn found this whole thing rather amusing, and Dawn was too relieved to give him any understanding.

Until she realized what that meant.

“So wait, you mean… the idea of getting women pregnant is appealing to you…” The wheels in her head began turning as she registered what that meant. Dawn bit her lip in a frown. “Nick, I think we’ve had this discussion several times before-”

“It’s just a-a fetish!” Nick clarified. Having had sex with most of the women present, he was getting a little better about talking about these things in public. Especially since Amelia wasn’t here. “I don’t actually want to… well, you know.”

Mary being an expecting mother was already enough. Throw in even one more pregnancy and things might get a little hairy.

“Can attest,” Vivian chirped. “He pulled out every time when he was with Carly last night. There were a few close calls, though.”

“None with you, I see,” Dawn noted, scanning the number on Vivian’s hand. She had 68 VP. Which meant that while she had done some things with Nick last night, penetration wasn’t one of them.

Vivian pinched her lips into an even smile and shrugged.

Nick cleared his throat. “Anyway… my point is, I don’t care about you having massive boobs or anything like that, Dawn. You know me. I like you just the way you are. And that includes being able to walk without breaking your spine.”

Dawn smiled a little sheepish smile. Yes, on some level she knew that was the case. But it always felt nice to hear it repeated.

Sylvia cleared her throat. “Well technically, thanks to her Poser transformation, her spine really isn’t in that much-”

Dawn’s gooey face hardened back into a glare that she aimed at the former host.

“…Right, you two are having a moment here. Shutting up now.”

Nick pushed past the interruption and kept Dawn as the center of his attention. “As I was saying, if you don’t like your boobs like that, I definitely don’t want you to keep them,” he assured her. “Believe me, you turn me on more than enough as it is.”

“Oh?” Dawn sat up a little higher on the bed (well, as best she could with her boobs) and her tail flicked excitedly behind her. “How, exactly?” She adjusted her glasses and leaned forward, her face a look of calm professionalism that somehow conveyed her excitement without a losing a speck of her analytic nature.

Nick blushed. “Well, I mean… your big, sexy brain,” he said lamely.

Right now, though, Dawn would take it.

“So we’re in agreement, then?” Carly asked. “Dawn gets first bite of the flower? And then Marley and I, we’ll wait for it to regrow tomorrow?”

“Unless you want to keep your boobs,” Sylvia pointed out. “Just saying, anyway.”

Marley ignored her. “Yes, I think that’s the best plan,” she agreed, nodding. “Dawn?”

The cat girl didn’t need to be told twice. She hobbled over to the plant, and gently plucked the flower from between its legs. Bringing it to her lips she began to chew. She nearly spit the thing out it tasted so gross, but in spite of her look of disgust she **** the whole flower down.

“…Bleck,” she muttered, wiping her lips. “It tasted like battery acid!” Thanks to her perfect memory, she’d be feeling that on her sensitive tongue for a while.

But it was all worth it. The effect was instantaneous, and she looked down at her breasts as they shrank, receding back into her chest like two deflating balloons. One quick peak reassured her that no, she hadn’t suffered any long-term consequences as a result of the plant’s effects. Her boobs were just as flat and perky as they were yesterday morning.

“…Still, it’s too bad,” she said, almost missing those massive melons now that they were gone. She glanced shyly at Nick. “I know you said you like me just the way I am… but I wouldn’t mind having a little bit more to work with, you know?”

Dawn appreciated her petite figure now more than ever. But having breasts had always been a nice dream of hers.

“Well, maybe I can help with that.”

Dawn’s ears twitched and she turned to Vivian, who flashed a cheeky smile her way.

“Vivian?” Dawn asked, surprised.

“Yep,” Vivian chirped. “I mean, the thought had to cross your mind at some point, right? My Investment Banking transformation.”

Dawn’s eyes widened. “Wait, what?” Her mind raced as she realized what Vivian was getting at. “You mean… you’re going to make my boobs grow?”

Vivian shrugged. “Worth experimenting, right?”

That word sent a chill down Dawn’s spine. Experimenting. That’s what had gotten Dawn into this mess in the first place!

She glanced at Nick, who looked a little uncertain himself. But then she thought about how much Nick had done for her, how he’d pleased her. Wouldn’t it be nice to do something for him in exchange?”

“Well… maybe a modest amount,” she stammered out. “If you’re okay with it, I mean!”

Vivian grinned. “Well, alright then!” She said. “How’s 500 BP to start with?”

Dawn nodded in agreement. “Okay… sure.”

She knew she was taking another risk. Unlike with the cactus, if this backfired, she wouldn’t have any relief until the end of the round. But Dawn had done the math. If investing such a small amount of BP would end up giving her a boost like she’d just had, then Vivian’s transformation would be too powerful. Dakota would never let her have that much power!

No, this was a calculated risk that she hoped would pay off.

Vivian: 4700 BP – 500 BP = 4200 BP

Dawn looked down at her chest again, feeling the effects of Vivian’s transformation kicking in. Her chest began to swell, and thankfully not to the gargantuan proportions it had before. As it did, she **** herself to tear her eyes off her breasts, and looked up at Nick, seeing just how transfixed he was on her chest as well.

The look of excitement in his eyes made her heart palpitate, and she grinned.

But it only lasted a few seconds. Then, once it was done, she looked down at her chest again, and sighed in relief.

Her boobs were bigger now. But not obscenely so. They looked perfect.