Introducing Alice

You had planned to stop... you had thought, rightly, that keeping up with five horny catgirls was enough trouble. But Sandra is a devious girl and she knows how to quicken your pulse and wrap you around her finger. Late at night you return to the alcove where Alice lies sleeping, your spell keeping her under to give you the chance to reflect on the idea of sending her to the princess.

"You wouldn't really send her away, would you?" asks Sandra, her tail brushing seductively against your leg. "Doesn't it make sense to keep her close? I want to see the look in Doe's eyes when she finds that her long lost cousin has somehow made it all this way." You sigh and scratch her heavy belly as she grinds against your side, still acting like she's in heat even nine months into her pregnancy.

"I'm barely able to keep up with you five" you tell her. Still... you run a hand along Alice's arm, your fingers drawing a pattern through her fine golden fur.

"Look at that lovely fur - what a waste if our mousy Alice makes the mistake of staying chaste."

Almost automatically you feel within Alice's womb for the twin kitten eggs you detected when you returned here after dealing with Patrick and Emilie. "No fear, she's soon to have..." But the eggs are no longer there - some vagary of early development has ended your first attempt to seed Doe's cousin and expand her family tree.

Sandra can't sense the spell but she's an expert at reading people in general and you in particular. "Come on John - I've read some of your treatises on traits and heredity. You know that for catfolk to prosper you must take the best of us and encourage us to breed. Helena, Yvonne and I are going to give birth soon - doesn't it just seem right that one of your 'wives' should always be carrying your children inside her lovely tummy?"

As usual, the red-furred minx knows just what to say. You kiss her and say "I have certainly said it before, but your mind was wasted on playing games with rich little nobles."

"Some of the skills I learned back then are still quite handy. But are you going to let that fine golden fur go to waste?"

To annoy your pregnant lover you stroke her ears and say "There are three other catgirls with golden fur. It's still not as rare as Yvonne's."

"Mmmm, yes, I'm not saying you shouldn't fill our big, beautiful lover up with more kittens as soon as the chance presents itself, but..."

Still toying with her you sigh and say "I'm not sure the fur is enough. I mean she does have lovely breasts, but I did that - it won't be something her children get."

Sandra latches onto your mouth and sucks the breath out of you. She gives you a wild grin and gently rests a finger on your lips - a gesture no one but Doe and her can get away with. "So make her better. You're right, just puffing up her bosom is crude magic. So make it something her children will inherit. Her eyes are brown - most catgirls get exciting amber or green, but poor Alice lost out and kept her boring human brown. So give her something special. We are your canvas, show the world your mastery!"

You have to laugh. Unfortunately Sandra thinks you're laughing at her. You don't realize until the hot tears splash against your hand. "Please, I've always wanted a real family. I want my family to be the most special in the whole world" she says, heaving sobs causing her to **** on her words.

"Sandra - no, no. I'll do it. I was laughing because it's so silly of me to refuse you. Silly of me to refuse any of you. Trust me, you'll be special and your children will be too."

You help her to a nearby chair so she can recover. Nine months into her pregnancy and the hormones tend to make any crying fit a tiring affair. Now to Alice - the unknowing recipient of your blessing. You let your magic flow through her thin frame, seeking out perfections and imperfections. Hmmm, she's older than your other girls - why not make sure that she tends to keep her youthful looks a little longer? That's nothing your children will complain about.

As Sandra pointed out, her eyes are rather blandly human. You are used to more exciting shades these days. First you clear the pigment from her eyes, ready to flood them with light blue to see how vertically slit sky blue pupils might look on Alice. But as you check them you are struck by the shade of pink-red in her irises, much like the eyes of an albino. Why not red eyed catgirls?

Looking over her body with a critical eye you see that Alice's tail, particularly with the light fur color, looks quite thin. It gives no weight to her and Alice is thin enough that she needs all the help she can get to fill in some space. With some careful changes to her fur growth cycle you ensure that more hairs grow on her tail and they grow longer too. Her and her children will be small and thin, they'll have narrow shoulders, but when they flick their tail it will be like a heavy gold and black slash through the air.

About that narrow waist... you locate the genes responsible for Alice's waist, the waist of a girl who will be quick and light, but not strong. Perfect for speed and attracting mates. No need to change that, but you do make sure the trait will carry on to her children. It may not show up in each of them, but it's certainly a proud characteristic, a solid marker for her lineage. About half her children should end up as wasp-thin as their mother. Overeager you take a moment to draw her waist in another inch or so. Alice will be one of those rare girls who's pregnant belly is wider than her waist. It means she won't be able to carry as large a brood (unless you **** the matter), but it will be ever so sexy.

The best you save for last. Sandra was so eager to have those bigger breasts to play with, so you begin to see about making sure Alice's babies (at least the females) will tend to inherit a sizable quantity of titflesh when they start to develop. The image of stacked, yet wasp-waisted catgirls turns you on quite a bit. You know you're letting the joy of manipulating life affect you, but you won't stop just yet. Yes, a little improvement for the muscles that hold up her chest. You've seen it in a number of girls and Alice deserves some help supporting the globes you've given her. Soft, fleshy, furry globes - something else her descendants will rather appreciate.

Only when you stop do you realize how much energy you've drained from Alice. While it's nothing that will injure her the effects will last days, drawing energy from her already strained body to settle your magic into her bones.

"Well, you were at that for quite a while. Care to show off?" asks Sandra.

After an explanation of all you did Sandra hugs you and asks "So are we keeping her?"

"Yes, my dear."

"That's good. I don't know how I would have felt if you still wanted to throw Doe's cousin out into the cold. Who would do that to family?"

And with the way she says it you finally understand. All those years ago Sandra's parents sold her off because of her barren womb. She still can't understand why - that's why she's become so totally devoted to you, the first person who really cared about her, and the family you share with her. She must view Doe, Renee, Helena, Yvonne and now Alice as something like her sisters. Sisters with benefits.

Not long after you lay Alice down in one of the recovery rooms, not far from the nursery. Sandra goes ahead and quietly wakes up Doe and Renee, bringing them news that their long lost cousin has just been cured.

Apparently Yvonne was awake and Helena - judging by a certain glistening around her mouth - was also awake and 'helping' Yvonne to keep watch, so the two of them come to see what's up. They all arrive in a jumble, not having bothered with a scrap of clothing of course. Doe crouches next to the bed, taking in Alice's sleeping form. "Will she be alright? She looks so thin and weak."

You assure her that while Alice is a little rough and will probably be bedridden for a day or two she's actually in amazing shape all things considered. You have to fight back a smirk - indeed having just received the full attentions of a life mage she's in near perfect shape. You look down at Doe's perky bottom and wonder if you could quietly and carefully make some adjustments to your other girls. Shouldn't Doe's daugher's inherit a fantastic ass like that?

Maybe start with some of the others who aren't part of your harem. Work out a little technique, perhaps use a little flu as an excuse for why some girls are under the weather. Practice your skills and get to a point where you can change people's bodies, subtly but right down to the marrow. It is said to be one of the greatest and most feared arts of life magic and now, after so many months of transformations, you finally have such skill that you could master it. Something to aim for - that's always good.

For the moment though, your attention is drawn back to the bed where Alice purrs and opens her eyes. "Wow, red eyes," says Renee. "Never seen that before."

"They are rare," you tell her. "Different catfolk culture have different superstitions about them." You note Sandra's grin as her busy mind starts to puzzle out some possibilities.

"Where am I?" asks Alice, and you begin the introductions.

The poor girl barely has time to take it all in when Doe hops up on the bed and gives her a big hug. "I don't remember you, I'm sorry that none of us do... but don't worry about anything. You're with us now. Renee and I are your cousins, but everyone here," she gestures around the room, "is family. We all want to help. And tomorrow - if you're feeling up to it - I'll start introducing you around to all the other wonderful catgirls John has saved."

The way she beams when she says your name, the way she so earnestly wants the best for everyone, it reminds you again why Doe wasn't just some one-time experiment. Perhaps if the first girl you transformed had been a bitchy, untrusting and vile that would have been that. But Doe was so very special that within a day you'd decided to ensure that she wouldn't be alone - you created a whole species for her and her love for you and all the catgirls has never wavered.