René attempts mischief and needs to be punished

Grace had expected something, while her daughter had accepted the gift with a relative amount of enthusiasm she had fully expected at least one of her children to try and sneak in extra favour. She'd least expected one night's peace.

René cursed under her breath trying to get her mother's window open, while her new best friend kept a lookout. it was quite chilly outside, not that it mattered this was her ticket to success fame and all the attention she could stand. no more teasing a bunch of salivating nerds, she could be the idol, a goddess to everyone. She smiled feeling the familiar click, her mom still hadn't quite fixed that window latch, put just the right amount of pressure on it and it would pop right open.

She rubbed her hands together, trying not to get too excited at the possibility. Her mom was thinking too small, well not quite as small as Harold, but still she wasn't about to let this opportunity pass her by. If René were a bit better read she would think about this as apotheosis. All she could see was the power.

"Hey Rennie, give me a boost," she ordered her clone putting her foot in her identical twins cupped hands sliding her lithe attractive body over the windowsill and deftly plopping onto her mother's sofa. It was a move she had done many times, whenever mom was at the hospital this was her way of sneaking in at night. She could hear muffled voices in the next room. Her mom was one of them and she had to assume the other was her dad although it sounded a bit high and feminine. She shrugged her shoulders a mystery to be solved some other time. When she was inside she turned around, holding out her hand in helping in Renny.

Satisfied that she was now fully inside the would-be burglar crept quietly towards her mom's sleeping computer. That was her goal after all, getting access to the computer.

She frowned, as the login screen didn't immediately go through. A password? is when did her mother?

she rolled her eyes, maybe Grace wasn't quite as stupid as René thought she was. Still she can't put very much thought into it.

She clicked the mouse, tapping out 1234 5678.

Incorrect, okay so it wasn't the same as the Wi-Fi password, no big deal

GR ACE

incorrect again, she had to be careful to want to lock the computer. She cursed under her breath, she'd already used two of her five att... tries.

René frowned, she must be tired of than she thought, words were harder to think about like they were swimming in cotton candy.

okay how about

KELVIN

Well that didn't, like work at all , come on what does mom like?

René twirled one of her bubblegum pink curls, what was that weird Japanese porn called? she couldn't think, maybe she should have put on some clothes. Then again it's not like she wore them why would a pet wear clothes

HENTAI
René bit her lip, three Mistries why couldn't things be like easy? she cupped her Ginormormous G cups and frowned with her pouty lips. she shifted her weight and leaned in. her violet eyes were dim, and collar itched slightly.

"well well well, this is something unexpected,"

René world around almost falling off the swivel chair as a mother entered the room.

"You really did a number on yourself," remarked Grace staring at the naked neko girl now writhing on the floor, her last failed attempt a random flailing of keys.

she was still relatively lean but now curved almost like a parody of womanhood, bubblegum pink hair was now matched with cat ears and a long fluffy tail. Her hands started to morph growing bulbous but she lost her thumbs, turning functional hands into basically useless paws.

"I put that password on my computer with a little bit of the hidden trap, " said Grace confidently, "now then you've been a bad girl René, but I think you'll have plenty of time to think about that later,"

René looked at her mother and then at her clone well sort of clone, a tiny part of René finally started to realise just how much she changed but was currently being drowned out by a goldfish attention span and a brain full of cotton wool.

René needed to be punished after all, so while your conscious mind was still very much normal, it was currently being suppressed by a horny incestuous catgirl. A cat girl that was crawling towards her nude mother with one goal. To show her just how sorry she was.