You meet Abby in her room (Not finished)

You stand outside of Abby's room, the door is familiar. You know you need to knock and wait, the idea of not doing so gives you an anxious ominous feeling. Nervously you wait outside and knock politely, waiting for permission to come in. When Abby tells you to enter a few moments later you start to strip off your clothes immediately once the door is closed. Acting entirely out of habit, routine and training, just as with knocking.

After my clothes are off I finally notice that Abby is at her desk reading off of her monitor with books surrounding her desk. Rachel is knelt on the floor in a similar state of undress, I join her kneeling silently and submissively. Fuck why am I kneeling, you contemplate speaking or standing but dread fills you and those ideas are quickly silenced.

Having nothing to do other that wait, you swipe looks at Rachel making certain not to distract Abby from her reading. She looks uncannily like Rachel from the coffee shop, just even more attractive. Her hair similar to Abby's and the original Rachel was a fiery shade of red. Huge proud h-cup breasts hung from her chest, looking at them you felt a pang of jealousy towards her. Though considering what I wrote in the book and the events at Dinner I was certainly going to be as big as Rachel sooner rather than later.

I glanced down at my own breasts, but from this angle it was hard to really tell the size. But looking at them seems to jog my memory similar to what happened with Abby. They were an E-cup and I was the second smallest in the family, perhaps the only domain ever I could beat the hyper-athletic genius Abby in. Though being bigger than Abby was actually now slightly concerning. These were certainly bigger than I imagined when I first wrote the rules. The range of expansion was 4-8 cup sizes, which means that the smallest I could get was I-cups which would be larger than even Rachel's. I was far more excited that I thought I would be around that fact. If I got the largest possible expansion I would be an M-cup! It's hard to image how big that would even be, but fuck did it make me wet.

After checking out Rachel as much as I dare I just looked straight ahead at Abby as I should have been. While normally it was an exercise in patience, I found more thoughts and feelings. If it wasn't already clear from the situation at hand Abby was sexually dominant, and her sisters Myself and Rachel were convenient, attractive and rather submissive. Honestly if memory serves it wasn't really that bad, If anything it was now even more attractive thanks to your memories on the old world. The thing you really fucking feared and hated was when Abby lost her temper, her punishments were biblical. As you had just found out you would gladly call yourself a slut in front of you entire family if you thought that it would even marginally save you from Abby's wrath.

Abby had finished her reading, and turned to face to you. You said nothing as expected.

"You know, I'm actually quiet excited about getting a cow. With the right diet the milk is just excellent for nutrition, I'll save a fortune on buying it."

"I've been reading into some of the medical literature and it really is interesting, I've been looking into inducing Cow syndrome for Rachel, but it doesn't seem possible. It's also unheard of for someone with boobs like Rachel to develop it." Thank god,

Time for a game to make sure I'm a real cow.