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4 Post by Flicker

What's Come Over Katie? Part 4
By The Sencho

It was a quiet, summer morning all across town. Most families were just now getting up, fixing breakfast, and getting ready to greet the day, go to church, and do other, Sunday activities. These same people don't seem to notice the eleven balls of light floating across the city, seeking targets from among their drowsy numbers. Also going unnoticed by this sleepy town is a young girl, and her cat, fighting for their lives.

All these sleepy, Sunday morning activities didn't matter one bit to Katie. Right now she had her best friend Sarah trying to kill her, thus ruining her morning.

"Tiger! Some help here!" Katie yelled as she grabbed Sarah's two upper arms. She couldn't stop Sarah landing a solid blow with her lower arms.

"Coming!" Tiger jumped onto Sarah and wrapped his arms around her lower two. "Katie, you've got to kill her. She's an Akkadian now."

"I can't kill her, she's my..." Katie cut off as Sarah sent her flying across the room. With her other two arms free, Sarah lifted Tiger over her head and promptly threw him threw the gaping hole in the kitchen's outer wall. Free of her grapplers, Sarah lunged across the room at Katie.

Katie shook off the effects of the throw only to see a nine-foot tall, four-armed Amazon jumping towards her. Before she could react, Sarah had begun strangling her with her upper arms while her lower arms delivered a series of rapid blows to her stomach. Katie gasped for air, completely off balance from the onslaught.

Her vision blurred from the lack of oxygen, yet she found herself drawn to the red symbol in the middle of Sarah's chest. The symbol burned with a hatred that she could feel and that hatred grew with each moment as she came closer to death. As her vision blurred further, Katie also felt a growing pressure in her eyes. In a heartbeat the pressure built to bursting, and the world vanished in a flash of white.

As the world came back into view, Katie still had Sarah strangling the life from her. She tried to remove Sarah's hands from around her neck, but the continual body blows were sapping her strength. Try as she might, she couldn't pull Sarah's steely hands from her throat, and could feel herself losing.

"Get off her!" Tiger grabbed Sarah by the shoulders and threw her across the room. "You okay?"

"Yeah I think so. But I'll be sore later."

"Katie, I'll hold her down and you kill her. If I kill her, the power will just go possess someone else. Only you can banish the spirit."

"But I can't kill her. She's my best friend." Katie shouted at Tiger, tears in her eyes.

"Not anymore, she gave herself to the Akkadians, she's one with them now. And the only outcome here is her death or yours."

"'One with them?' That's not what I saw."

"What you saw? Part of your new eyesight?" Tiger's curiosity getting the best of him.

"Yeah. Something happened when she was strangling me. I think something else manifested itself. I see her surrounded in an aura I know to be hers and it's trapped by an aura coming from that symbol. She didn't join, she was taken."

"Impossible, Akkadians always take willing subjects. That's what Tyvria told me."

"Yeah, well, I'm telling you what I saw."

"Well, anyway, we should finish her..." Tiger stopped mid-sentence as Sarah pulled herself up. "She's tougher than I thought."

Tiger lunged at Sarah and toppled her onto her back while Katie watched on, seemingly lost in thought. He needed every ounce of his strength to hold back the unholy power Sarah possessed. Sarah strained against him and slowly began to lift him off of her.

"Katie!" yelled Tiger, "I'd rather not die today."

Coming around and with tears in her eyes, Katie balls up her fist and throws a punch at Sarah with all her might. The blow sends Sarah and Tiger both flying into, and through the inner wall on the kitchen and crashing onto the dining room table. After a moment, as if to make up it's mind, the table shatters, sending the fine, wooden splinters in all directions.

Katie rushes through the debris to find Sarah stunned. Tiger moves to keep her pinned yet allow Katie to deliver the deathblow. Instead, Katie crouched down and maneuvered one of her nipples into Sarah's open mouth.

"What are you doing!?"

"It's okay Tiger, I have an idea."

"What, you want maker her more powerful!?"

"I'm not going to kill my friend, even if she is possessed." Katie looked into Tiger's eyes and saw nothing but concern for her looking back. "It'll be okay, Tyvria gave me this power, and I'll use it as I think best."

"I'll always obey you Katie, but I think powering her up is a mistake."

With that, Katie squeezed her upper left breast and watched as a few beads of milk fell into Sarah's open mouth. Greedily, Sarah latched on and began suckling, as if she'd gone days across a desert with no water. Katie giggled a bit at the power of the suction and the feeling of her milk being pulled from her. She didn't know if this is how mothers felt when nursing, but she could definitely get used to this sensation.

Katie and Tiger both noticed the symbol on Sarah growing brighter the more she suckled. Before either could react the whole room dissolved with a flash into a sea of crimson.

High in the mountains, a small chalet nestled deep in the woods lies along the shore of a crystal clear lake. Two women and a man sat on the dock enjoying the new morning. A thin, summer mist clung to the lake surface, obscuring where the man's fishing line entered the water. The two women, both with dark, frizzy hair, rail thin bodies, and pale complexions, were of different ages, and the younger one looking a lot like the older one. Steam rose from their cups filled with hot chocolate.

"I wonder how Katie's doing?" asked the older woman. "You know, we've never left her alone this long before."

"It's okay dear. She's 16, more than old enough to stay at home for a few weeks. Besides, what's the worst trouble she can get into? A party?" The man chuckled to himself as he reeled in his line.

"Yea, a party. You've heard the trouble kids get into these days. Sheesh, Ron, you'd never realize she's your daughter with that attitude."

"It's okay mom," the younger girl interjected, "It's Katie, she's the biggest stick-in-the-mud at school. The worst she'll do is shop for two weeks."

"Lisa's got a point dear. And since we have the credit cards, Katie can't do that much damage."

"Still. I'm a mother, and my baby is just going through so many changes, I want to protect her."

"Don't worry Elle, Katie has a good, level head on her shoulders. Nothing weird would happen around her. I guarantee it." Ron lay his rod down, "Anyone else want some more hot chocolate?"

"Katie? Are you okay?" came Tiger's voice.

"Yeah, if I'm hearing you I at least know this wasn't a dream. I could use some aspirin."

"Katie, uh...there have been more changes."

"Oh, wonderful." She opened her eyes now quite comfortable with her range of vision. Looking herself over, she noticed that now, like Tiger and Sarah, she had four arms. These new arms emerged right below her existing arms and looked as powerfully muscled as the rest of her.

Looking down at Sarah, who was slowly stirring, Katie noticed that the red symbol had vanished. Yet Sarah remained in the hulking, Amazonian body.

"Well Tiger, I told you there was a way other than killing her. And it worked flawlessly. That Akkadian is gone." Her proud smile diminished as Tiger pointed to her chest. Looking in the mirror, she could see the Akkadian symbol on her chest.

"Okay, maybe just one flaw."

Tiger and Katie both turned as Sarah came to. She rubbed her head with one hand while propping herself up with the other three.

"Katie, I think you owe me an explanation."

3 Post by Flicker

What's Come Over Katie? Part 3
By The Sencho

Katie slowly came about. She was quite groggy, she felt something in her mouth. A quick analysis with her tongue revealed that this foreign object was her nipple, it was still in her mouth. She opened her mouth and it popped out, by this time she realized her whole body tingled. Stretching felt so good Katie could have done it all day. New sensations were flooding in from all across her body.
Katie slowly opened her eyes. She gasped at seeing twelve glowing orbs of all different colors floating in a circle above her. They froze at her gasp and then flashed off in twelve different directions. She lay there a moment trying to figure out what those orbs were when she realized that she smelt breakfast cooking. She could smell every little detail of the meal, the spices, seasonings, everything. Oddly, while she could smell everything, the only animal she smelled was her cat.
"Must have gotten this new sense of smell from drinking that milk." Katie mumbled to herself while staring at the ceiling.
"That's not all you gained, Master," came a deep rumbling voice from the direction of the kitchen.
Katie looked over at the door and saw what she realized was Tiger. However, he was no longer her kitty. He now stood over six feet tall on his hind legs. Four large, muscular arms graced the sides of his powerful, broad chest. His chest tapered to a washboard stomach. He had a towel wrapped around his waist, but the towel didn't begin to hide his immense, bulging crotch. A long tail darted around behind his massively muscled legs. His face was a hybrid of feline and human features, one that Katie found strange and quite appealing. His brilliant green eyes and short, jet black fur finished off the portrait Katie observed. He had plates with food in two of his four hands.
"I'm sorry Master, I saw you drinking of yourself. I thought it'd be okay if I did too. It seems that your milk is very effective."
Katie had finished pulling herself to her feet. She turned to face the mirror and see what effects the milk had wrought. Her mouth fell open, caught half way between a gasp and a scream. Her changes were so beyond just a heightened sense of smell that she had acquired that staring . The first thing that caught her attention were the two large, white feathered wings that had sprouted from her back. Just gazing at them was sparking a warm feeling deep within her, and for the first time she considered her new form attractive.
The next point she noticed was on her face. She had developed a second set of, still closed, eyes above her original set. While staring at the mirror these eyes opened up, and Katie was stunned as the whole new spectrums came alive around her. After a few moments of mind numbing pain, the world settled down and Katie realized that her vision now included the infrared and ultraviolet spectrums. After some experimentation she found that all four of her eyes could see the extended spectrum and she concluded that the power just was tardy in manifesting.
With her vastly improved vision she turned her gaze to her body and saw that her muscles had grown considerably larger. In fact, her muscles just rippled across her body, from her washboard stomach to bulging biceps to huge quadriceps. She had no idea how strong she had become, but she made a mental note to test out her power as soon as she could. For now, all Katie could tell she had grown far beyond what she dreamed possible.
One last change became apparent as she finished her observation. She had sprouted two more tails, bringing her to a total of three four foot long, cat like tails. They twitched and swayed with a nervous life uniquely their own. Her tails were now also covered in a fine fur. It was the same fiery red of her hair, and this fur extended up her back, a narrow mane confined to her spine, to her head.
"Master," Tiger's voice snapped Katie's attention back to the present, "I have breakfast ready for you. Come, eat. I'll tell you what I know."

****

Several blocks away, the orb of red energy streaked towards a unremarkable tract home up the street. A car had just pulled away from the house as the orb circled about the roof, probing at one point, pausing at another, until it finally came to a stop at the chimney. After a short pause, the orb settled on it's prey and zoomed down the chimney.
Inside the house, a teenage girl prepared for her day without any knowledge of the approaching orb. She had just come out of the shower and had a white towel wrapped around herself. Five foot four inches tall, the towel had little trouble wrapping around her pale, anorexic body. Most of the summer had been spent in therapy as her parents had finally convinced her she needed help. Part way down the hall she stopped, brushed a lock of her brown hair from her eyes and looked at a picture of herself and Katie.
"Thank you Katie," she whispered, "without you're support I'd never have talked to mom and dad about my problems." She shuffled through the house and into the kitchen. She grabbed a glass of water and noticed a note on the counter:

Sarah,
Your dad and I went to the club for some golf. We plan to stay for cocktails and cards afterwards. Have a good day and don't do anything weird.
Love,
Your mom.

Sarah smiled, she had the day to herself. Nothing was better than a summer day to spend with friends instead of family. Sarah's first order of business today was to figure out why Katie had ignored her over the weekend. She had all these cool plans, and without Katie or, more importantly, Katie's car, Sarah had been stuck at home with her parents. Sarah loved her parents, yet she could only take so much of their compassion before she needed to scream. But regardless of how angry she got at Katie, a little voice kept wondering what had happened to Katie. This wasn't like her to not return calls and ignore Sarah for an entire weekend. Sarah couldn't help but feel that something very odd was happening.
"Katie, if you spent the whole weekend at those garage sales, I'll have to...," Sarah was startled by a loud crash from the family room. "What was that?" Sarah walked over to the door to take a look. The family room was bathed in a sick, red glow which illuminated the several bricks dislodged from the chimney and scattered across the room. Sarah gasped when she spotted an orb of red light floated in front of the damaged fireplace. The orb flashed across the room and, before Sarah could react, the orb struck her dead in the chest. Her body immediately began tingling and in a panic, she ran for the bathroom. Looking in the mirror, Sarah could see a strange, red symbol appeared in the center of her chest.
"What the hell?" Sarah could feel both panic and pain rising in her body. She screamed as both reached intolerable levels. Sarah gasped as large bulges formed below each arm. All she could do was watch in horror as the bulges quickly became new arms. As the arms finished forming, her entire body convulsed. Her body was growing taller and more muscular before her eyes. She closed her eyes in fear of what was happening.
A short while later, the pain was gone. She opened her eyes and the world looked much different. Sarah realized she still had her extra arms. The room seemed smaller, and when she pulled herself up she found out why. Getting up was made far easier having an extra two arms to balance on, however, she hit her head on the ceiling when she tried to stand up. Rubbing her head, Sarah noticed the massive hole she had put in the ceiling. She ducked back down to see she was taller than the eight foot ceiling in the bathroom. Her body had gained such massive muscles that she now looked like a bodybuilder.
Sarah pulled herself out of the bathroom, her new massive body and immense breasts damaged the tight door when she squeezed through. She wiggled through the hallway, and finally reached the living room with its vaulted ceiling. Here she stood up and reached her full height. Her breasts hung like massive watermelons protruding from her chest, and her brown hair now reached her knees. Looking over the room, Sarah guessed she stood over nine feet tall and as she stretched, she could feel the immense potential of her new body.
While looking over her body, dark thoughts began to enter Sarah's mind. She rebelled against these thoughts until the emblem on her chest flared with a red light. The red light drover her consciousness to a corner of her mind as one motive entered her mind, to find and kill the Handmaiden of Tyvria. She had to kill Katie. With no control over her body, she set off towards Katie's house by crashing out the back wall.

****

"So, those orbs were evil spirits?" Katie managed between sips of orange juice.
"More precisely, evil warrior gods, Master. Those were the Twelve Akkadians." Tiger responded with a mouth full of pancakes.
"And they seek to kill me?"
"Actually, they will try to bring about the end of human civilization, and it's your job to oppose them. Knowing you exist means they will try to hunt you down." Tiger's tail twitched nervously, "One of my duties as your Knight is protecting you at all costs."
Katie's tails flickered at that. "Why me?"
"Well, Tyvria is a goddess of pleasure and fulfillment. She is also the last of the Ur gods who fought the Akkadians throughout
human history. For reasons Tyvria wouldn't tell me, only the Ur gods are allowed to oppose the Akkadians. You were cursed as a Handmaiden by Tyvria in a fit of her anger, and completed your transformation by drinking your milk. Apparently you have triggered this prematurely."
"So," Katie finished off her juice, "then why me and not Tyvria? I'm just an ordinary sixteen year old girl. Well, I was one."
Tiger saw her blush at the last comment. "Well, two times ago, roughly 15,000 years, Tyvria imbued a human warrior-queen as a Handmaiden, like she has with you. The queen failed and the result was the last ice advance which wiped out man's earlier civilization. After that, about five thousand years ago, the Akkadians tried again. Tyvria appeared herself and vanquished them. However, she used all her powers and can no longer manifest in our world. So, she has no choice but to rely on a human once again."
"Well, thank goodness I have this body then. I'd hate to fight them in my old one." Katie ran her left hand over her lowest breast. "And after getting over the initial shock, I'm really starting to like all this."
"Good, liking your body will help you in the fights to come."
They just finished breakfast when back wall of the kitchen exploded. Both Tiger and Katie were knocked across the room. Standing amongst the debris was a nine foot tall, four armed, overly muscled, naked woman. A red emblem in the center of the woman's chest glowed with a fierce light. The woman took a step toward Katie and Tiger quickly stood between them.
"Handmaiden! I must kill the Handmaiden!" bellowed the amazon.
"S..Sarah?" Katie meekly replied.

2 Post by Flicker

What's Come Over Katie? Part 2
By The Sencho

Katie panicked as the doorbell continued to ring. Acting on instinct, she ran to the only safety she knew, her room. She struggled as she ran, finding that all the new weight on her torso was offset by her tail. "At least there is something good out of this," she thought as she jumped on her bed. Downstairs, the doorbell continued to ring.
"How am I going to get out of this?" Katie managed between sobs, "I'm a monster!"
As her mind began to take in all her surroundings, she noticed the odd sensation of her six breasts suspending her torso above the bed. Her breasts had become so sensitive that just lying here was pleasurable. Her nipples grew erect from the feelings in her breasts, and just made her more aroused. Her luxuriant, waist length hair added a warmth to her naked body. She crashed back to reality, when she heard her front door swing open.
Someone had walked into the living room. Whoever it was paused and then started toward the stairs. Katie was hyperventilating from the combined anxiety of her new body and her growing fear. She could hear the sound of someone walking up the stairs. A door clicked shut upstairs, and the intruder proceeded toward her.
Still in a panic, Katie tried to hide in her closet. But her closet was the standard sliding door closet, and she couldn't hope to close the door past her breasts. She desperately looked for another hiding spot, and then the door swung open. Fearing the worse she jumped to the feet of the Old Man.
"Katie, I seem to remember putting a sign on this statue for a reason."
"You! Oh please! You've got to help me!" Katie pleaded, realizing the burglar was the Old Man.
The Old Man sat down on the corner of her bed, Tyvria's statue in his hand, while Katie pulled herself up to the sitting position on the floor. "Katie, my dear, you seem to have found one of my old trinkets. But, I like the new look."
"Shut up! How do I reverse this!"
The Old Man's laugh sent a chill through Katie, "My dear, you're a Handmaiden now.
You should be happy, after all Tyvria normally just kills those that annoy her."
"Wh..who are you?" Katie couldn't mask the fear in her voice.
"Me? I'm just a little, old man who wants his statue back. But you've always been nice, so I'll tell you this. You can hide your new endowments, at least part of the time. It'll take practice and concentration, so I'll let you get to it."
"But..." was all Katie could manage before The Old Man vanished in a puff of smoke, and Katie was alone once more. Katie dragged herself into bed, and gave in to her fatigue.

****

Katie woke up still tired. The sun was just coming up, and the world was silent. Her body ached, and a quick check showed that she still possessed her new body. She sighed as she pulled herself out from under her warm covers. Greeting her was the six breasted, red headed stranger that kept staring at her through the mirror.
"Well, it wasn't a dream. God, what a mess."
Katie yelped in pain as something sharp bit into her tail. Turning around, she saw Tiger, her cat, had found a new plaything. He looked up at her with his same loving eyes, and rolled onto his back. Katie pulled him over onto her lap and started petting him.
"So Tiger, like the new me? Huh, well, I don't. Hey! Stop that!" Tiger had started licking her lower nipple, and Katie was lost in the wonderful feelings coursing through her body. The pleasure kept building, but then she realized that Tiger was changing. Katie quickly threw him off her lap.
Tiger, her little black tabby, was now larger than he had been. As she watched, Tiger fell to the ground, convulsing in pain. He grew and grew, until he was almost three times his original size. A second tail sprouted next to his original tail, and two new legs emerged just behind the front pair, and quickly grew to full size. After a few minutes, the new Tiger stood up, stretched,
meowed, then rubbed Katie's leg.
Katie picked up her Tiger, looking over his new changes. "All this from a few laps of my milk? My...my milk?" Katie put the content cat down and examined her breasts. Squeezing gently, white beads of milk formed around her nipple. Soon, a stream of milk was trickling down her breasts.
"This is too much, not only am I a freak, I'm lactating some sort of magic milk. Wonderful, now the guys in the lab coats will not just cut me open, they'll milk me too..." Katie stood up and headed to the shower. There, under the sway of the warm water, she tried to remember how just 18 hours ago, she'd been a normal girl at the Old Man's garage sale.
"The Old Man!" Katie suddenly remembered what the Old Man had told her last night.
Concentrating, she visualized her body returning to normal. She stood there, warm water cascading around her, and slowly she felt changes occurring. Her body ached and her head was wracked by pain, but she continued because she felt changes occurring. Finally she felt the changes stop and opened her eyes.
Looking down, she still had two vast globes blocking her view. Her tail was still twitching behind her, and her heart sank. Then her hands revealed something. Her new breasts had shrunk, the middle pair were now protruding only an inch from her chest. The lowest pair had been reduced to just a pair of nipples sitting above her navel.
"Well, it's a start. Now I can go down to that crazy Old Man's and get him to undo this."
Katie finished her shower went to put on some clothes. The largest sweatshirt her dad had more than capable of hiding her new breasts. Her high riding, soccer ball sized original breasts were another matter. As for her tail, she wrapped it around her waist like a belt. Tiger was busy sleeping on her bed, and didn't even acknowledge her as she threw on some clothes. She stole a pair of her fathers jeans, as she was too tall for her clothes now. A few minutes later she was knocking on the Old Man's door.
"Hi Katie." The Old Man was standing behind her again. "I see you've got strong will to hide yourself as well as you've managed to."
Katie turned to face him, "No thanks to you, now undo this."
"Katie, I'm sorry this happened, but I won't undo this. For one thing, Tyvria doesn't create handmaidens very often. So, if I were you, I'd practice hiding chest and tail. Aren't your parents coming back this week?"
"No, next week. So if you won't change me back, will you at least explain what happened to Tiger?"
"Tiger, your cat?" The Old Man looked puzzled, "Oh, he must have drank your milk. Well, the effects of your milk should only be temporary, unless you drink too much at one time."
"So why did he grow new legs, and another tail? Can't you tell me what's going on?" Katie burst into tears.
"Katie, don't cry. Your milk changes people, and apparently animals, in unique ways. Come with me." The Old Man headed into his garage and Katie followed.
"Okay Katie, you're a Handmaiden of Tyvria now. Tyvria is the goddess of pleasure and healing from a long time ago. I'm one of the few who remembers. Anyway, your milk confirms that Tyvria turned you into a True Handmaiden, a god-like being Tyvria uses to help mortals. It's only the second time she's done that, and that's something to be proud of. She must really like you. Unfortunately, it's an appointment for life." The Old man chuckled with that sentence.
Katie was still sobbing, "So I'm like this forever? A freak? A monster who can't go out in public without covering my body? I was ashamed of being me before this. And now, I hate even looking at me!"
"Hmm...Well, as I said, I won't change you back. But I feel guilty since I should have stopped you from taking that statue." He starts rummaging through a bag Katie hadn't noticed and throws something at her, "Here."
Katie reacted with reflexes she didn't know she had, and she caught the object without half an effort. In her hand was a golden ring encrusted with sapphires and rubies. Katie could feel the ring radiating power. She looked up at the Old Man who was smiling broadly.
"Keep it Katie. It's another trinket. While you're wearing it, everyone except me will see you in your original form. Clothed and everything if you choose not to wear clothes. I'm immune to it, of course, and the ring can't be worn 24 hours straight. It needs about 4 hours of rest a day. Go over this, and it's prone to shut down at the worst possible time."
Katie's spirits lifted for the first time in a long time. She jumped over and gave the Old Man a huge hug. She started crying again, but then an odd sensation over took her. She felt her breasts surging forward. In moments her new breasts return to their former size. Her ridiculously oversized sweatshirt now straining as her huge breasts filled every bit of space.
"Well Katie, not bad for your first time at controlling them. Keep practicing, and you'll be able to hide them without the ring."
Katie just managed a smile. She put the ring on, but her body looked the same. Panicked, she looked over at him. The Old Man smiled, and then he held up a mirror. Staring back at Katie was her old self, frizzled hair and all. Overjoyed, Katie ran back home.

****

When Katie got home, she found Tiger sitting on the front porch. He'd returned to normal, and was sunning himself. Katie reached down to pet him. She went inside and stood in front of the full length mirror. Her former 5'2" self was staring back at her. Wearing different clothes than she actually was. She took off the sweatshirt, revealing all six of her breasts. However, her mirror image took off her sweatshirt to reveal a white T-shirt.
Katie went into the kitchen to get her first food since this all began. Fixing her sandwich, she was hit by an idea. Now that she can hide her form, why not see what her own milk will do to her? She thought about it as she ate her turkey. Somewhere into her carrots, she decided it wouldn't hurt to try. She finished her lunch, and went back into the living room. Katie closed the
blinds and removed her clothes. Her new ring was carefully place on top of the television. Her new self greeted her in the mirror.
With some effort, Katie managed her left nipple into her mouth and began to suck. Her milk was wonderfully sweet and refreshing. It was almost addictive as it trickled down her throat. She suckled for two minutes, then let her breast fall back into place. A powerful fire shot through her as the milk went to work. Katie continued to suckle as the fire built in her gullet. Her breathing grew more rapid and her vision became blurred. She swooned and collapsed onto the floor.

****

"You should have stopped her from taking the statue Old Man." chastised a voice coming from the statue.
"I'm not the one who imbued a sixteen year old girl with huge amounts of magical power." replied the Old Man in between sips of hot tea.
"It doesn't matter, I need her to serve me at this pivotal time. She'll have to do."
"Tyvria, you haven't actually met her. You chose a willful and strong girl. After she adjusts, she'll do far more than even I can imagine."
"If she doesn't Old Man, then even you're in trouble."

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What's Come Over Katie? Part 1
By The Sencho

"Junk! Junk! Junk!" yelled Katie as she looked through the cartons on the table. The sun shined and the light breeze kept the temperature cool for a June day. Still, with school behind her for the summer, Katie took to the garage sales like wildfire. Standing among the tables and displays has always been a favorite hobby of Katie's. The thought of looking through other
people's personal items amused her greatly. However, she seemed to have found the least exciting house in town, the Old Man had nothing but chipped china, old books and useless appliances. She'd expected some more exotic merchandise from the recluse.
The Old Man was this crazy hermit who never left his yard. Nobody could remember when he had moved in, but it had been before anyone else currently alive. Katie and friends had spied on him one entire summer and never saw anything enter or leave his tiny house on her street. No food, no friends, nothing. He never received any mail, or seemed to send any, and his drapes were always closed. He was friendly enough, but he never revealed anything about himself. When Katie found out he was having a garage sale, she had to go. He also had the tendency to appear out of nowhere...
"Finding everything okay, Katie?" asked the Old Man.
"Sure. Fine. I wish you'd stop scaring me like that." Katie turned back to the boxes. "I may be young, but I've got a heart too."
"Well, you're the last one here, and it's getting late, so I figured I'd close up."
"Okay, I'll just browse for a few more min..." Katie turned to find him gone. "I'm going to figure out how he does that, hey. What's that? Ah hah! Jackpot!"
The next crate had lots of dirty magazines. Mainly Score and Juggs, and all featuring women with huge breasts. Katie found herself both disgusted and mesmerized by the magazines. At 16, she'd given up hope of ever getting out of the A cup bras she wore, but was grateful for her charm, wit and overall good looks. Yet these failed to make up for her black, frizzy hair, 5'2"
height, tiny breasts, and brown eyes. She had dreamt about having breasts of this magnitude. She had guiltily stuffed soccer balls in her shirt more than once and dreamt of herself as a porn queen with tons of male admirers.
"Maybe next lifetime..." Katie sighed, putting down the magazine. "Well, at least the old guy has a pulse."
Katie turned to leave, but noticed a small statue in the corner gleaming in the light from the setting sun. It was a small, gold figure of a woman with six breasts sitting lotus style on a pedestal. She had missed it because it was sitting in a partially open cabinet obscure against the wall and only by standing here could Katie notice it. A big sign hung around it's neck saying "Do Not Touch!" in big block letters. The pedestal had a small inscription :

Tyvria, Goddess of desires and dreams
Think of your hearts desire.
Touch the statue and say Tyvria, Tyvria, Tyvria.
And you wish comes true.
Warning: Do Not Use When Luna's Power Wanes New

"Who's Luna? I'll have to look that up later. Oh well, here goes...Tyvria, Tyvria, Tyvria." She waited. Visions of those large breasted women filled her head. As the minutes wore on, nothing happened. "Well, trying never hurts. Still, it'd make a great party trick tonight." The figurine fit snugly in her jacket pocket. Katie ran home not noticing the razor thin moon setting behind her.

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Katie liked being home alone. After a long fight, her family left her home while they went to spend two weeks in the mountains fishing. Tonight was her first night alone and she planned to party. Normally her mom would have dinner ready by this point, but tonight it was pizza. The lights were on, but that's what timers are all about. By the time she got home, she
noticed her shirt was too tight. She noticed that her breasts were noticeably bigger. Inside, her shirt came off in a flash to reveal her breasts in the C range. She had never needed a bra, and by their firmness, she still might not. They breasts were riding high, and were extremely soft and sensitive.
She could barely contain herself as she headed upstairs for the shower. Katie decided to take the statue with her for continued good luck. She stopped by the answering machine and found several messages. All were from her friends, and all were canceling because of a larger party at the football team captain's house. At this point, she didn't care, she had more interesting toys to play with. By the time she got to the shower, her breasts were well into the DD range. She squealed at the sensation the water caused across her new assets, savoring every new feeling. She could no longer see her lower body past her breasts as they neared soccer ball size. Perfect and round, almost as if two soccer balls were riding high on her chest. Strangely her nipples hadn't grown one bit. "Oh well, I guess I'll never see my feet again!" And she giggled for
quite sometime at her good fortune. As she was rinsing off, she reached over to where she had left the statue and touched it.
She thought of herself being 6' tall, and "Tyvria! Tyvria! Tyvria!" escaped her mouth with immediately. Within seconds there was a popping sound coming from her back, and her perspective changed as she grew. It took her all of two minutes to grow the 10 inches, and she was light headed from the sudden growth spurt, and elated from the power she had at her finger tips. Upon quick inspection she found that her breasts had grown proportionally to match her new size. She quickly finished
the shower thinking of all the joy she could gain from the Old Man's statue.
Wrapping herself in two towels Katie made her way downstairs. Sitting down on the couch, she envisioned herself as a flaming redhead with emerald green eyes, a highly toned, not quite muscular, tanned body, and waist length hair. Intoning the chant yet again, Katie's skin tingled as the muscles grew, the baby fat burned away and the skin deepened to a rich tan. She could feel the follicles working overtime to pour out her hair and she could see the color shift from black to red
before her very eyes.
Just then a massive wave of pain ripped through her body. She fell to the floor in anguish which centered in her abdomen. Standing up, she made her way to the full length mirror in the foyer. On her abdomen were four nipples. With her mouth agape in horror, Katie watched as four breasts grew around the nipples on her tanned, toned stomach. In just a matter of minutes
they grew to be soccer ball sized breasts as well. The middle two pressing the upper and lower sets aside for added room.
As the pain subsided from her new breasts, it moved to the small of Katie's back. She turned around to see a hairless, cat's tail push itself out from her tail bone and grow to be over 4 feet long in moments. When the tail finished growing, the pain vanished. Katie fell to the ground in sobs, her dreams in ruin and her life shattered. The statue caused all this....
"The Statue!" Katie shouted. She leaped to her feet, and almost lost balance with all her new weight. She turned to find the statue floating in the air, surrounded by a blue light.
"Defiler!" The room resonated with an intense anger. "Know that you shall forever bear the mark of Tyvria for taking my powers for granted! I bettered your life with your first two wishes, but still you pressed on during my holy period! Know this, for abusing my powers you shall serve me for the rest of time." And with that the statue fell to the floor. Katie fell to the ground crying again. "I'll never be able to do anything again!" She wailed at herself, and found she wasn't very good company. As she pulled herself together, the doorbell rang...


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