Micaela found Lily.

"What the hell?" Micaela's voice carried through the whole house, volume and righteous anger helping it reach downstairs with ease. "What are you doing in there?! I wanted to take a shower, to get your gunk off me!"

The answer was almost inaudible, but obviously Lily's voice. Jamie and her newly minted mother stared at each other in surprise, Emily flinching a little as Micaela continued yelling.

"I think I better check on them," the futa mumbled, not wanting to see the chubby horse girl frightened like this. "You'll be alright?"

"'Course she will!" Anne flounced back into the living room, still stark naked and gripping several chocolate bars and a huge box of chocolates in her hands. "She's got me. And chocolate!"

"Uh, alright then... have fun?" Jamie left the two to their own devices, which apparently included Anne excitedly gushing about chocolate while Emily tried to decide on which flavor to try first.

The futa meanwhile plodded through the hallway and up the stairs, only now realizing that she was adding her own to two sets of wet, yellow-ish footprints leading towards the bathroom where Micaela and Lily were still arguing - or rather, Micaela was arguing and Lily was giving good-natured, if stubborn, retorts. As Jamie got closer, she could see Micaela standing in the open door, hip cocked to one side as her naked foot tapped on the floor. She only did that when she was annoyed.

"Is it asking too much that you get out and let me shower?" Micaela snarled, arms crossed under her breasts, still covered with Lily's goo.

"I. Am. Comfortable," Lily answered, her voice accompanied by sloshing noises. What was she-?

Stepping behind Micaela, Jamie craned her neck to look into the bathroom and her eyes widened. Lily had taken up residence in the bath tub, her milky, see-through body filling it almost completely - which was rather impressive, considering the size of the corner bath tub. The sloshing noises were her jiggling around, body splashing against the sides, tits wobbling to the left and right. It was like looking at a tub filled with lewd jello.

"You can't just block the tub because you're 'comfortable'," Micaela admonished the carefree goo girl, stepping into the bath room and over to the tub so she could glower down at Lily. "Listen, just get out, let me and my guapa shower, and then you can get back in, alright?"

"M'aaw, I just got iiiin," Lily whined, pouting childishly. It was obvious that, just as with Anne and Emily, her change had affected her mind as well. "I don't wannaaa~..."

"You can't just block the tub 'cause you don't want to get out," Micaela groaned before half-turning to Jamie. "Guapa, you talk to her. Maybe she listens to you."

"Uhm, alright... " Jamie doubted that she'd get through either. "Hey Lily, would you be alright if we just took a quick shower? Why are you in the tub anyways?"

"'Cause I didn't wanna soak my sheets. Or my chair." Lily replied matter-of-factly. "Buuut... I could let you get cleaned up. Iiiif..."

"If what?" Micaela said into the the drawn-out pause, sounding annoyed.

"Iiif... You get in together and I get to watch."

Not quite what Jamie would have expected from her sister. Judging by the latina's gasp, neither had Micaela.