Aren't you somethin' to admire?

While Nick was off on his date with Rose, the other girls were left to their own devices. Morgana in particular was focused on something important, having woken up early with her mind on something important.

“You’re going to do what?”

Dawn stared at her buddy with an incredulous expression from across the breakfast table. Morgana blushed and looked down at her food.

“W-well, I mean… what’s the problem with it?” Morgana asked quietly. “The transformations are temporary, right?”

Dawn bit her lip. That was true… Sylvia did say that any transformation someone got from one of the mirrors in the Hall of Mirrors would wear off after 12 hours.

But still, to think that Morgana would come right out and SAY that she wanted to go to the mirror maze in order to get a transformation, that was pretty brazen. Dawn almost admired the courage that it took to do something like that.

“Are you sure about this?” She asked. “What if you get randomized to a really bizarre transformation or something?”

Morgana shook her head.

“That won’t happen,” she assured her buddy. “Remember? Dani said that she looked at a bunch of different mirrors, and it wasn’t until she touched one that she actually transformed. So as long as I don’t touch a mirror until I find one that I like, then I should be fine, right?”

She had a hopeful look in her eye, like a little puppy dog.

Dawn sighed. Maybe it was the fact that she was getting hornier the more she listened to Morgana explain herself, but the other girl was starting to make a strange sort of sense.

It is temporary… and there could be something good there. Logically, wouldn’t it make sense to test things out first?

Dawn would be lying if she said that she was perfectly happy with her body the way it was. As much as she knew how pointless and illogical it was to have such vain thoughts about one’s looks and physical appearance (after all, it didn’t define her as a person- her actions did that) she had always felt a bit… lesser when compared to other women and their developed figures.

In high school and college, she’d compensated by being a brainiac, convincing herself that it didn’t matter because she was smarter than all of those ditzy girls with their massive chests put together; it didn’t matter how big someone’s bra size was, because her IQ was an even bigger number.

By med school, though, she’d come to terms with the fact that her feelings were really just rooted in spite. And while she’d eventually come around to accept that her body was what it was… this show happened.

Dakota had given her a decent figure once with a temporary transformation. Maybe she could get another one. Like Morgana said, there was no harm in trying.

This seems like a situation that’s all upside, she judged. Nick isn’t here to see the results… but that means we can experiment and iron out a few of the kinks. If we mess up too badly, he won’t even be here to notice until after the transformations wear off.

She thought back to the dream Morgana had given her before, where Nick folded her up like a pretzel. Her thighs still tingled just thinking about it… but again, that could be the fact that she and Morgana kept talking. Dawn may not have been an actual cat, but she was sure radiating pheromones like one.

“…Okay then, if that’s what you want,” she agreed with a nod. “In fact, I’d like to go with you, if you don’t mind.”

Morgana’s eyes lit up. Ever since she was a little girl, she’d dreamed of going to an amusement park with her friends. It seemed like her dream was finally coming true!

And on the subject of dreams coming true, there was something she hadn’t told Dawn. Not because she wanted to keep it a secret, but because she couldn’t tell anybody.

The first night of the round, when Nick had been up in the Master’s Suite with Sylvia, and Morgana had given her a dream with her diary, filling her with guilt…

That night, she’d had a dream of her own. A dream that had been intended to guide her towards something that would make Nick happy, but had just left her confused.

She had dreamed of wandering around in a maze of mirrors, and touching one of them. It hadn’t made any sense, and at the time, Morgana wondered if the dream was telling her to take Nick to a mirror maze, or find a mirror, or any one of a thousand things that didn’t really sound right.

But when Dani had showed up in her transformation, and Nick had appeared as a girl, the pieces all fell into place.

This is what my dream was trying to tell me, Morgana thought. It wants me to go to the Hall of Mirrors and get a transformation from there, I’m sure of it!

And that’s how the two girls found themselves finishing off their breakfast in a hurry and heading out to the Amusement Park.

Neither one of them realized that there had been a certain someone listening in, with some cheeky plans of her own.

“So this is it, huh?” Dawn looked up at the Hall of Mirrors. She’d half-expected it to be closed now, after what had happened. It didn’t seem in Dakota’s nature to leave such an advantageous thing for them open. After all, they could use it to subvert their transformations, which seemed against the spirit of the show.

But no, the doors were wide open, and ready for visitors.

“Heyo. You really came! I’m actually a little shocked!”

Dawn jumped slightly and her tail sprung out behind her. She turned on her heel with a surprised look on her face, not expecting to see the person she saw.

“Gina?!” Dawn sputtered in shock. “What are you doing here? Why…? …How?”

“All very good questions,” Gina purred, flashing a wicked smile. “The reason I’m here is the same as you two! I wanted to get some fun new transformations to show off my bad self. I heard you two talking in the Banquet Hall, and I figured…”

She shrugged to emphasize her point.

“Well, that’s all fine and dandy,” Dawn said, calming down slightly. Being antagonistic towards the other girl just seemed like too much energy. “You can actually make it through the maze though, right? Because I’m not sure…”

Gina scowled. “Hey, come on! What do you take me for, anyway?”

“Someone who couldn’t even make it to their senior year of high school before dropping out,” she shorter woman automatically replied.

Gina’s mouth dropped open. “I-I graduated! I mean… I don’t remember much about graduation other than sucking a guy off in the parking lot, but-”

“Eww, no thanks,” Dawn said, raising her hand to cut the other girl off. “I don’t need to hear about stuff like that, thank you very much.”

Gina huffed. “Whatever. That was a long time ago. I’m a different woman now! I’m only giving blowjobs to one man in my life!” She stated with pride.

“…You’re a credit to our gender, alright,” Dawn said dryly. “Whatever, if you want to come along, I don’t have a problem with it, right, Morgana?”

Morgana shook her head. That caused Gina to grin like a fool. She sauntered up to the goth girl with a playful expression on her face, reached around, and grabbed her butt.

“H-hey!” Morgana exclaimed, turning bright red. She still wasn’t used to her feminine body getting touched by hands that weren’t her own. “You-you don’t have to grope me like that, please!”

“Hey,” Dawn snapped, swatting the punk on the ass. “Keep your lecherous hands to yourself.”

“Sorry, sorry,” Gina laughed. “Just wanted to see if she could actually talk, that’s all. You forgive me, right?”

She batted her eyelashes innocently, doing a fine job of mimicking Holly’s perverse, guileless expressions.

Dawn rolled her eyes and sighed.

“It… it’s okay,” Morgana mumbled. “But, um… you don’t mind if I…”

Her eyes slid to Gina’s ass. Morgana had always assumed that she was straight, and she still felt that she was. She was still attracted to Nick, even though she wasn’t (as) obsessed with him anymore.

But Gina’s round cheeks were calling to her; she didn’t really know who had the better butt, but she sure wanted to give the other girl’s a try. She’d touched her own enough to know how soft and springy it was.

“Hmm? Oh, you want a feel?” Gina grinned, turning and bearing her jeans-covered ass to the other girl. “No problem, have at it!”

Morgana gulped and nodded, and smacked Gina’s butt so hard that the sound reverberated across the Amusement Park.

“Wh-whoa,” Gina said, shaking a little. “I-I didn’t expect you to be that fierce… nice work, Morgana. I’m actually impressed!”

Dawn rolled her eyes, shocked that this is what they were wasting their time with. Yes, she may have spanked Gina too, but that was the transformation talking! And it definitely didn’t have anything to do with the fact that Gina deserved it for being such a slutty minx and shaking her ass all over the…

…

Damn, Morgana’s transformation is a lot more potent than I’d anticipated, Dawn thought, fanning herself. She wasn’t even attracted to girls and her mind was still rationalizing why spanking Gina was a good thing.

She hastily cleared her throat. “Are you two going to spend all morning playing grab-ass, or are we actually going to explore this place already?” She asked.

“Whatever you’re cool with,” Gina said, flashing a toothy smile.

Dawn just rolled her eyes. The sooner they were done with this, the sooner she could get her new transformation.

It would be nice to have boobs again, even if just for a little while.

The three of them entered the maze. Gina and Morgana were happy to follow Dawn’s lead as she guided them through the maze. She didn’t need any tricks like holding her hand against the wall; she was smart enough to figure it out just off her mind alone.

While that was happening, Gina was the one who tried to keep the conversation going, much to the shorter girl’s chagrin. She was trying to get her arousal under control, which was normally rather easy to do, but every time Morgana talked it was like the counter had reset and she wanted to get plowed again.

For a woman like her who enjoyed being in control of her faculties, it wasn’t exactly fun.

If Gina picked up on that, she certainly didn’t care. Or maybe she did, and she was exploiting Dawn’s condition for her own amusement.

“So Morgana, why are you coming to get a transformation?” Gina asked eagerly. “I’d have thought you have just about everything you could have wanted, what, with your whole ‘hot big-boobed goth’ thing, right?”

“I-I… it’s not that I want to,” Morgana stammered. Gina was actually pretty perceptive, in spite of how she was. Morgana didn’t have any transformations that she actually desperately wanted or anything, she was pretty comfortable with how she looked.

But she’d had that dream…

“I-I suppose I just wanted to experiment,” she replied. It was a lie, but a fairly harmless one. “That’s okay, right?”

“Sure it is,” Gina chirped. “That’s mainly why I’m here, too. It’s fun, don’t you think? Experimenting with things?”

“I’m surprised you’re such a fan,” Dawn snarked at her. “I thought for sure that you wouldn’t be all that enthusiastic about this place, given what it did to Nick. Heck, I’m surprised you can even stand at this point! How long has it been since you’ve had a taste of his… fluids?”

That had come out sounding pretty mean, but the fact she’d fumbled at the end without even being able to say something more specific than “fluids” kind of saved it, because it made her seem almost childish, much to her chagrin.

Gina just laughed.

“Yeah… to be honest? I’m kind jonesing for it pretty hard right now,” she admitted, scratching her arm. Her face did look a little flushed, Dawn realized, and she kept having to wipe off her sweat. “Nick turning into a woman, and then getting **** by Rose to go on some all-day date… your girl’s kinda hurting for it, not gonna lie.”

“Well… I’m sorry to hear that,” Dawn said, frowning. She’d seen addiction cases before, and they rarely went well. “Maybe this would be a good time to kick the habit, then.”

Gina sighed and shook her head. “I’d like to, believe me,” she agreed. It wasn’t like feeling this way was all fun and games, even though the things she did to earn her rewards certainly were. “But it’s not that simple.”

Dawn figured it wasn’t. This wasn’t the same as regular addiction. Gina wasn’t hooked on some **** or narcotic, or even ****. There was a magical aspect to this whole thing, and if Dawn treated it like some pedestrian case she could end up doing more harm than good with her advice.

“I guess I’m just going to jump his bones the second he gets back!” She chortled. “After all, I haven’t gotten my fix since yesterday morning!”

Dawn winced. Tomorrow was supposed to be Mary’s night with Nick. And with how thirsty for him his new wife was, along with Gina coming off a two day fast, she wasn’t sure there would be anything left for her to enjoy by the time things came around to her. She didn’t appreciate the thought of being overshadowed by the punk girl, OR the blushing bride.

“Just make sure I get him the night after tomorrow, then,” she said, scowling. “If Nick’s not able to get it up by my time with him, you and I are going to have words.”

Sadly, at all of five foot nothing, Dawn wasn’t exactly the most intimidating girl on the block.

But what she wasn’t expecting was for Gina to burst out laughing.

“Oh, come on! That’s great!” She cackled, holding her sides. “You’re really something else, Dawn! I didn’t expect that!”

“What?!” Dawn’s face turned hot and she glared at the other girl. “What’s so funny, huh?”

“Nothing, it’s just… well… ha!” Gina couldn’t help herself. “I didn’t take you of all people to be the clingy, sex-obsessed type! Though I guess it’s the repressed ones, huh?”

Dawn felt her face heat up even more. She clenched her fists and her tail flared in frustration as her ears stood on end. “I-I’m not repressed!”

“Sure, not anymore, and that’s just it!” Gina continued to laugh. “You and Mary both! You both got a taste of the good life, and now you’re as hooked as me! One night isn’t nearly enough, huh? I bet if it was up to you, you’d join me curled up right beside him… no! At the foot of his bed, like the cute little kitty you are!”

Dawn was tempted to strangle the other girl. But she was far too rational for that.

“…Whatever,” she huffed, stomping her foot and turning swiftly on her heel, moving so fast she actually swatted Gina on the nose with her ponytail. “Just remember, my night with him is coming up in two days, and he’s going to be MINE then, understood?”

Morgana just found herself amused at the whole thing. Like Gina, she never would have taken Dawn for the clingy, possessive type.

“Oh!” Gina’s eyes widened. “I know what this is! Isn’t this, like, that territory-marking thing? Where cats pee on stuff so other cats know to keep away?”

She made a face.

“Look, Dawn, I’m up for a lot of kinky shit, but even I draw the line when it comes to-”

“Okay! First off, I’m not ‘marking’ him or anything like that!” Dawn snapped, her face as red as a tomato. “And even if I did want to stake a claim, I wouldn’t do it like… like that!”

She was so flustered her vocabulary was diminishing by the second.

“Well, it could be, though,” Gina said. “It might be that transformation of yours.”

Dawn blinked. “What, you mean the one where I like being positioned? What does that have to do with anything?”

Gina shook her head. “No, not that one,” she said. “I mean the one you got last round. Or, I mean, last round as in the transformation before the last one you got, not the most recent one… whatever! You’re smart, you know what I mean!”

Unfortunately, Dawn DID know what the other girl meant. She was talking about the transformation that she’d gotten before, the one that would lead her to get turned on by Nick’s scent.

Just thinking about it made her face blush.

“Look, um… I don’t think that’s at all relevant,” she said, shaking her head. “I’m not affected by that at all, honestly.”

“Really?” Morgana asked. She’d been keeping quiet this whole time, but hearing that Dawn had a transformation that wasn’t affecting her came as a surprise. “But I thought that all transformations had an effect on people?”

“They do,” Gina confirmed with a nod. She stroked her chin thoughtfully. “And yet, our little kitty cat here isn’t bothered by hers in the slightest… I wonder why that is…”

Dawn scowled. She didn’t like the way Gina was referring to her.

“You know…” Gina’s expression suddenly turned serious when Dawn looked at her. Like she was genuinely concerned.

It made the cat girl feel uneasy.

“What?” Dawn asked, frowning. “What are you thinking about?”

“It could be that it’s an inactive transformation because you haven’t triggered it yet,” Gina said, showing a remarkable amount of awareness. “Like with those patches and what they did to me. I didn’t really feel any significant effects until I actually drank Nick’s semen. Then it was like a switch got flipped for me, and I couldn’t NOT drink the stuff!”

Dawn considered that with an ominous shiver in her heart. “That… that sure is something,” she muttered, shaking her head. She didn’t like the direction this was going.

Gina grinned and clapped her on the shoulder. “So maybe, all you have to do to become the musk-obsessed little kitten in heat we know you are is to take a big ol’ whiff of him when he gets back! Why not give it a try?”

Dawn turned red and balled up her fists. She had been trying to avoid thinking about the scent transformation, and hoped that if she could just ignore it, then it wouldn’t matter for her.

But no, Gina had to keep dragging it up, and turn this whole thing into an even bigger mess!

Now, she couldn’t think about anything else.

“Dawn? Are you okay?” Morgana asked worriedly.

And for all the goth girl’s concern… her words were turning Dawn on right now something fierce.

Which also wasn’t very helpful.