Right in the nick of time

New Rule: Futanari are in control of their fertility and are immune to disease.

As she wrote, Taylor became aware of a _serious _problem with the reality-warping object. She quickly hunched over and began scribbling safeguards.

New Rule: Taylor is the sole owner of this book, only she can read and understand what is written. Only what she writes will become a rule. M-

The notebook was swiped mid-writing from her "Hey what's this?". With wide-eyed surprise Taylor snapped up to see a familiar redhead perusing the pages. Thankfully, there din't seem to be any comprehension in her face as the model riffled through the pages.

"Emma!" Taylor herself was the only one surpised with her tone, lacking any mortification or dread. Her new memories were settling in, and despite her 'true' past defining her opinion on the girls, her current self was plainly annoyed.

"What even is this?" Barnes paused somewhere in the middle, seemengly bemused at the text only Taylor perceived as regular english "I cant understand anything in here. Oh, are you trying to learn how to write with your giant hands?"

Hebert sighed exasperated "Give it back, Emma"

"Or what?" Taylor noticed, compared to her past life, Emma's body language had changed drastically. Aside from her goading bordering on teasing, while supposedly guarding the book she seemed to care more about thrusting her breasts at Taylor in display. In the past it might have been disparaging given her own lack, but now she had nothing to feel envy about. Even the usual 'raise your head to look down' -which was comical already given the height difference- was tilted to show more of Emma's neck.

Truly, Taylor had the right idea to make her self-control exceptional as part of the Rule. The stirring in her pants would be very visible, had she not opted for modesty with loose bottom clothing.

In any case, the newly minted amazon had no real reason to put up with Emma ,(as of now,) so she simply stood up, looming over the redhead by nearlt two feet. She noted an odd twitch of her lips and a quick intake of air that she dismised before reaching to pluck the book from her hands,

Or she would have, had the annoyance not regained her wits and quickly passed to someone behind Taylor.

Of course, the futanari did not need a thinker power to know what was next.

"Sophia, Madyson" Our heroine greeted the missing thirds with the same enthusiasm as the first.

"Musclehead." Hess turned to Emma "What's this?"

"Mine"

Before Taylor could give the two steps needed to reach Hess and recover the beloging, the black girl began a tirade just low enough to not cause a scene "Oh no, help!~ This big mean thug is trying to rob us!~".

Ah, yes, the old 'She's bigger, help me!' defense. Taylor was very familiar with it. "Just give it back Sophia" They might cave in, this lifetime had tought Taylor that with enough assertiveness they just let go.

"Hmm... nah. It _looks _important" And there was the impasse. They had somehow figured the strange writings had value for her, and currently, taking it by **** was not really an option, nor perhaps necessay given what she just wrote in there.

Taylor lowered her shoulders a tad deflated. "What do you want, Sophia?" She had a good idea.

At that, the track star lit up "What do I want? This _must _be worth something..." Taylor had crossed arms, looking down at the trio, --Emma had joined the two as they spoke-- at tapped her fingers, waiting for the games to be over "Well, how about this, Hebert" Sophia honestly giggled, "You, alone, Madyson's house--"

"Mine?"

"--Say, today at five" She finished, looking smug.

"Fine then" Taylor agreed with her best glare "It's a date".

The Formerly-Terrible Trio fidgeted for a moment before scurrying out, staying well in sight of the public while Taylor glowered from her spot.

'Maybe is a bout time I get this done'

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AN: Might just do the followup soon

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