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Note: This Story takes place during chapter 6 of Mitch's Story.

"Now if you'll all excuse me. I'm going to go change..." Downy says as she rushes swiftly to the changing area she used before.

Miss Nightfang goes over to the Changing room to check on Downy "Are you alright Downy?" She asks before entering it, leaving the two students alone to cope with the 'news' that she feels really shouldn't be news as she's not hidden it from him.

Downy can be heard moving around but any answer she gives is very quiet and only Miss Nightfang will hear. "I'm out of my Excedrin." The rattle of pills is heard. "Anyone got anything for a killer headache. I get them at times." Her voice having lost that bounce and skip in it.

Miss Nightfang steps into the changing booth and sits the girl down. She looks into Downy's eyes, letting the girl fall into the purple voids of her own eyes. "Calm down, I am here to help you relax and ease your pain." She speaks, her voice becoming sweet, melodic, and intoxicating.

Downy is just popping some pills that are definitely not from a store. Looking up as she is sat down on the bench, there's only a blink of surprise. "Why are you....." her voice just fading off some. Shaking her head she mutters softly, "stupid voices. Always fighting. Get lost sometimes."

Miss Nightfang continues to speak in her sing-song voice. "I help people, it's what I do. It's how I was raised. You were panicking so I came to help you." She replies as she strokes over the squirrel's tail. "Just stay focused on my eyes and voice, don't think of any others voices than mine."

Downy's breathing is starting to slow down some. She is looking at those pretty eyes. "Purple is good on you," She says, her voice softer. "Who are you? I'm I am....." She says but there is only silence as to who she is. Her brow knitting in confusing a moment and she tries to not think on that voice that won't be still in her head.

"I am Miss Nightfang, Headmistress of the School for Wayward furs. You are Downy, you never gave me a last name. You're a wonderful and helpful girl that has been helping with two of my students in shopping. You should never doubt who you are; as you have been a life saver so far in helping deal with Michelle. She needs a lot of guidance, I was hoping she might meet others like her on this trip and loosen up to see things aren't so bad. If only she could be a good girl and accept the changes her body is going through like you have. You are such a marvelous specimen, an amazing figure, and a wonderful, bright personality, helpful to those you don't even know. Traits every woman should have and embrace."

Downy's eyes slowly start to close some, she's much more sensitive to auditory cues. Her head starting to go rubber necked and ears locked onto Miss Nightfang's voice. "I...." She starts but is still somewhat confused. She takes a deep breath and more tension bleeds out. "Thank...... you?"

Miss Nightfang's voice is wonderfully audio centric thanks to its musical quality, as she seem to sing all her words. "You are very welcome. Just remember that You are Downy. You are an amazingly fun and helpful woman that anyone would foolish to refuse. Any time you start to feel stressed and nervous repeat that to yourself until you are calm and relax and feel better." She coos

Downy's words are a mumbled 'Ok' to what she's told. Chin now resting on her chest, tail limp in Miss Nightfang's touch and body may as well be as boneless as an octopus's limbs. In the back of her minds she realizes she is lucky her girlfriend Jet doesn't have the same hypnotic powers beyond an amazing voice or she'd likely never know which way was up.

Miss Nightfang smiles as she strokes the girl's cheek. She doesn't willingly abuse people, and is always trying to be the nice motherly sort when a someone isn't being a prick to her or the others. But even so she will always stack the deck in her favor as she works to the outcome that she feels is best for them. Which she indeed learned from her own Mother; when a male bat that wanted to get in touch with his feminine side got changed into a fully functional female bat.

Downy calms down under the bat's stroking; for once there is not a voice in her head. The only thing on the squirrel that's got any sign of life is those tufted ears of her. Twisting to catch Miss Nightfang's voice. Her body's starting to slump and slip in the changing stall, skirt riding up to show those striped panties she's wearing. Her mouth working slowly there's a single muffled word: 'Pills.'

Miss Nightfang strokes the squirrel as she continues to help reassure her that she is Downy, and that She is a fun amazing woman that people would be foolish to resist. That sentience keeps popping up as she speaks and comforts the girl. Trying to help reinforce the person she sees and remove whatever conflict is in her mind, before taking the pill bottle and looking at it. She notices that the pill bottle is just a decorated up little tin that Downy must have cleaned and used. Inside are three kinds of pills. The type with the least is a simple, chalky looking white one that has a single dash on one facing. The others are larger and more a yellow color with round smooth edges. There's a fair bit of those. And the third are bright blue gel caps, they almost seem to glow faintly and stay warm to the touch. Miss Nightfang hmms and looks over the Pills, examining them a bit curiously, having never seen such before. "And what are these? Besides pills."

Downy wets her lips opening her mouth. "Vitamins." Least that's what she believes. "Experiment." The squirrel being part lab rat for a mad scientist ferret that took her in when she was needing a job.

"All vitamins? Do the serve different purposes? And why do you need them for headaches?" Miss Nightfang asks, cocking her head to the side, her eyes rarely leaving the girl though.

Downy nods as she slumps to the side. "Doctor says take... Jet reminds me to take... I take them. Not for headaches.... just important vitamins." She says, still in part of a relaxed trance from the bat's voice.

"Which do your currently need then?" Miss Nightfang asks, not wanting to go against a Doctor's orders.

Of course need is always a tricky word. What one person wants can seem like a need. Downy opens her mouth. "All. Need all of them."

"And which would your Doctor say to take, your greedy girl?" The bat asks with a playful smirk as she gets out one each pill and puts the rest back.

Downy pouts softly. "None right now." The squirrel's tail twitches once in Miss Nightfang's hands. She's still slumped over in the changing room, her skirt riding up and flashing those panties. Her chin on her chest in a position that isn't that comfortable looking, but she doesn't mind right now.

Miss Nightfang smiles and nods putting the pills away then, the dressing room seeming to go dim as it starts to expand on the inside it allow the pair much more space. "Now, Downy. What should I do with such an amazing little squirrel like yourself?"

The squirrel's eyes have been closed for a while. She takes slow long deep breaths. The only reaction that responds quickly to Miss Nightfang is the twitch of a smile when she hears that voice. "Sing?" It's all her fuddled quiet mind can think of right now.

Miss Nightfang smiles softly looking to the squirrel girl "And why would you want me to Sing?" She coos softly in her already musical voice as she lets her hand stroke over the girl's tail.

Downy twitches one hand at her side. "Pretty voice. Makes me feel good, kinda like when Jet sings and Jazz would touch me. Makes me feel soft and small." Her voice has taken on that quiet toneless quality. With her face and body so relaxed she looks much younger then she is.

"Jet and Jazz? Siblings? Lovers? Are you cheating on them?" The bat teases softly in her soft melodic voice as she moves her hand from the tail to the girl's cheek.

Downy shakes her head and almost falls over from her small seat in the booth. "No... split minds. Like me. Two bodies, two personalities. One person. Mostly. Boy and gurl otters." Her ears lower. "I broke him... now there's Jazzmine, she's mean. And Jet.... I love her."

Miss Nightfang giggles softly "Oh, so now the poor little otter is shattered like you are? Does he hear voices as well? Tells him he should be a good pretty girl or nasty bitch?" She asks curiously as Downy soon finds the bench is no longer a bench, but has formed into a decent full sized bed inside the now small dark room; Miss Nightfang's powers having separated them temporarily from the rest of reality.

Downy curls up on that bed, her body still as she lays there. "Fracture mode. Attacked me, damaged me. Splitting my mind. Mean bitch Jazzmine, nothing like Jet." She starts to try and curl up defensively, just the memory of the attacker strong enough to trigger that response.

Miss Nightfang can't help but giggle a bit at 'fracture mode' as whatever it is seems to live up to its name, having fractured the minds of both the squirrel and her lover. "Seems to be a fitting name. Shame that its causing so much trouble." She says and strokes the girl to calm her as she sings sweetly to her. Pondering if she could help the girl against this 'Jazzmine' persona of her lover.

Downy nods. "Sonic control. Meant to break rocks and stuff. Jazzmine's gone. Suppose to be purged from Jet's systems. Sometimes we worry she may come back. She," hand slide to her groin. "Hurt me more than others know."

Miss Nightfang cocks her head a bit "Oh? How did she hurt you?"

Downy frowns. "Not me.... Charly. The other me... My masculine side. It was long ago. He was... fighting. He was confused. She tried to castrate him. Break his identity." There's a faint sniffle at the painful shared memory. "I couldn't save him. I'm suppose to protect him. He isn't strong like I am..."

Miss Nightfang frowns at this as well. "So is he gone?" She seems to be getting a bit angered by this. It was one thing to guide a person to a new identity, to help them accept it and let it be more of their choice as they are reshaped into a better person. But to intentionally try and break someone? That was one of the few things a person could do to anger her. Not that she was always much better, she knew that. But it always tormented her more then she let on when she had to do that by parental request.

Downy doesn't know how to answer that. "No. Fading, and almost gone. He doesn't accept me. I protect him, but he doesn't like that I'm growing stronger. Charly had very little choice in the events that led up to his changes. The Experiments... They mixed and went very wrong very fast... Doctor did what she could..."

"SO if he is fading, who is the other voice you were speaking of earlier?" Miss Nightfang asks as she sits down besides Downy to hold her.

Downy smiles. "Me. He was taking over and panicking from waking up. He sleeps mostly when I'm here. I was trying to calm him down. To help him. Lately even I have a hard time finding him while he sleeps." She says as her arms cross, hugging herself as she leans into the bat.

"So what happens if he fades completely?"

Downy shakes her head gently. "I won't let him. He's my other half and the original. I'm just... something else. I'm strong because he made me so. Maybe we'll join together one day, be whole. Both become a mix of each other, but that's a while away yet. He gets out often enough, just at times I have to take care of things."

Miss Nightfang nods softly "Just because one is the original, doesn't mean that they aren't inferior or obsolete. Though I am not saying that is the case for Charly. I used to be male, my name was Tyberious Shadewing back then. Eventually I was taken in by a wonderful Vixen, who made me into who I am today. There really is no Tyber anymore, though I remember his life; wither that's from me merging with him like you hope to do with Charly or being born from him. I don't know. But he's not made any presence known in my mind for over a decade."

Downy tries to relax again, stretching her body out on the bed. "Taking care of him is draining. But he was some experiment for the Doctor. Testing out that chair. I think a new project has her attention now. I hardly see her. Jet is busy helping her a lot too." She says, Someone's a little lonely.

Miss Nightfang asks, "Then why still do it?" She asks out of simple curiosity. "I am sure they don't mean to ignore you..."

The squirrel shrugs a little. "They shelter me. Give me food and stuff. It isn't so bad. I've met some nice people. I couldn't leave Jet. The way music sings through her just melts me. I think even Charly would have fallen for her hard."

The bat shakes her head some, "No, I mean If taking care of Charly is so draining for you, and it's getting harder to find him, why still do it? Yes, he's the original. But you are your own person, not his babysitter."

Downy that gets silence for a time. "It's... what I do." She states simply. "I look for him and protect him. It is why he created me. From when he first time he felt weak and helpless. Even before Jazzmine. I've been the strong one, to help him deal with his problems to let him rest and forget about his life and his world for even a little bit..."

"Yes, but now your protecting someone that is nearly comatose. Don't you want to be more? To really be your own person?" Miss Nightfang asks, as she strokes the girl's side some. "I don't mean to sound harsh, but to me it seems like your keeping him on life support just because you can't let go."

Downy's tail flicks some. "Yes. I do. I want to be real and whole. Physically and spiritually."

"Then don't let him hold you back from being who you really want to be." The bat says as she pulls the squirrel closer. "You seem to focus so much on him, that you've little time for yourself unless he's asleep. Your too young to act so much like a mom. "

Downy settles in as she is pulled closer to the bat, her eyes closed as she speaks. "It's what I was born to do. Protect him. Hide him in my tail and keep him safe. It's all I've ever done. Being a mom isn't bad. Is it?"

Miss Nightfang smiles softly. "No, not in the least I am a mother; as well as Headmistress to a school full of children. But someone shouldn't be born just to be a mother. Being a mother is a job, a full time one. And your still a girl..." She replies and strokes down Downy's side. "It seems like you've never had time or the ability to be anything else. You should have a chance to really be you before you settle down to such a commitment."

Downy stretches out to the touching, clearly enjoying it. "Charly never did either. Grew up fast. Had to. I think. Our past is messed up. We have conflicting memories and feelings. Like a double exposed picture." She sighs softly. "Doctor gave me power to try and make myself real but I can't finish."

"And why not?" The bat asks as she looks down to you.

Downy whispers. "What if I'm a mistake and he can't go back. He's already lost so much of himself. He's only got one thing left."

"There are no mistakes in life, little one." Miss Nightfang coos softly and strokes over the girl's tail.

Downy's hand drops to cover the front of her groin. Helping to hide it as her soft tail is petted. "Jazzmine isn't a mistake?" That idea scaring her.

"I can't say relating to robots and artificial life. But in natural life, there are no mistakes."

Downy makes a small O with her mouth, still thinking about that. "I.....I would feel like I killed him though. That's who Jazz first liked... And the doctor likes... that part of Charly."

"But isn't Jazz now Jet? Who does Jet like?" Miss Nightfang asks, deciding to focus on the robotic lover; that, to her, seems like it'd just be like an intelligent sex toy, but again the bat doesn't really know anything about robots or the like.

Downy motions to herself. "Me. I don't know if she knows how separate we are. I think she thinks we're just one person." She wishes Jet was there now. She'd have the answer

"You're close enough, aren't you? You remember everything about Charly, right?"

Downy shakes her head. "I remember.... most things. But not everything. I can get confused." She lays her tail over Miss Nightfang.

"It sounds to me like you need a lot of help. You offered to be a DJ for me, how about a little trade. You come work for me when I need a DJ or maybe better yet a music teacher, and return I help you sort through your mental trouble and help you find yourself?"

Downy smiles. "Sure. Long as Jet and Doctor say it is okay." She replies, as she has no desire to leave that voice of Jet's.

Miss Nightfang giggles "I'm not asking you to leave them or move in with me. Just to be an employee." She coos. "Something to help you find who you are, other than a faux-mother to Charly."

Downy nods slowly. "I understand. I just want them to know is all." She smiles at the faux mother comment. Rolling over to somewhat be half on Miss Nightfang. "Wonder if I even could give milk."

Miss Nightfang nods softly "Alright then, and I am sure it is possible." She smiles and then perks her ears. "Wait here a for a moment, I think one of my students need me." She churrs, seeming to sense the need of Mitchel as she gets up and exits the Dressing room to see what is up. It is about 15 minutes later before the bat returns. She smiles softly. "Sorry about that, Michelle had something urgent she wanted to speak to me about."

Downy makes soft sound and nods her head. She's still pretty relaxed in the dream bed that has been crafted for her. "Should buy my suits."

"Oh, we got about 30 more minutes now that Michelle is enjoying her first and last sexual experience as a man." She giggles softly. "I have to admit she surprised me greatly with what she did, being very mature about things. Of course, she's likely going to regret it over the next few months."

That stirs the squirrel as she covers her hips with her tail a moment but then relaxes. It isn't her that's being threatened or Charly. "How so?"

"Michelle was feeling bad for his first encounter with Sam, that crushed a lot of her self-confidence and set her back several months of work on her image, so he offered to 'buy' her graduation gift; that being a sex change making her a genetic girl through my magical abilities. Having no money, he offered the only thing he had; his hopes for ever being a guy again as long as he could lose his male virginity to Sam. After assuring that that was what he wanted, and we agreed. I gave him the ability to change Sam into a full girl and left them so that they could 'seal' the deal."

Downy giggles a bit at the deal. "Lucky girl." There's a soft wistful sigh. "Sounds like a nice school for strays like that. It's good you do it." Her eyes slowly blinking open.

Miss Nightfang nods softly "Indeed, though as he's agreed completely to stop fighting and resisting, I can be a bit more forward with him as he learns everything he needs to know about being a girl." She coos.

Downy wets her lips. "Being a girl is both easy and hard. I've learned," so she thinks he can too. She sits up and stretches with a yawn. "You and Jet singing a duet would be devastatingly beautiful."

Miss Nightfang giggles "Indeed it is. You shoulda seen some of the lessons my mother used to teach me to act like a proper woman. The three balls were particularly annoying at first." She giggles and looks to the squirrel. "I'm not sure you could deal with such a duet." She teases.

Downy blinks and asks, "Balls? Like balanced on your head or something?" She can see posture lessons happening. "I doubt I could either."

For the first time in a long time, Miss Nightfang blushes rather brightly. "Balanced... yes... Head... No... They were 'balanced' somewhere a bit more... private..." Her mother had very unique ideas on teaching a new girl how to walk right...

Downy takes a moment to figure it out and then her ears turn the color of her scarlet hair. Hiding her face in her hands she breaks into uproarious giggles. Miss Nightfang nods and giggles as well. "Annoying, but also very pleasurable... though of course dropping any meant starting over. Was days before I could walk right without dropping any."

Downy shakes her head. "I wouldn't know. I'll just take your word for it. Did she at least let you wear panties when starting?" She starts to gather the two swimsuits and counts her money. She should have enough.

"Of course not, those would have just helped keep them in." She replies, and then hands the girl $100 dollar bill. "Here, use this. Keep what's left. In thanks for helping me with Michelle and Sam."

Downy blinks at the money. "Um... oh okay." She tucks it into her top some. "Thank you. It will help. I've not been working much as I used to. need to get back out there." She opens the curtain. "Guess I should check out. Before I go you should tell or show me where the school is." That and she can try to text Jet.

Miss Nightfang smiles "We'll be heading to the Intersex Cafe for lunch after our next stop. Why don't you speak to Jet and that Doctor of yours, and then met us there?"

Downy says, "What is that, and where is it?"

"It's a café, of course" She states and sticks her tongue out a bit before giving the squirrel directions. "After lunch I'll show you to the School."

Downy nods with a soft smile. "Okays." She says before finishing up her shopping; Getting some thigh high stalking that she spies since she's got some more money. She bets Jet will love 'em on her. She merrily skips up to the register and checks out, having more than enough thanks to the bat.

Miss Nightfang smiles and goes to meet up with Michelle and Sam, already standing outside of the door as they exit. "So, are we ready to check out?" She asks and as both agree the trio head up to the cash register that is ran by a Kangaroo with short Pinkish/purple hair. They check out before heading to the next store 'Vixen's secret'.

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Downy has her new clothes and is heading home with a skip in her step. She enters the refurbished warehouse that serves as both lab and house to the eccentric mad scientist Dr. Kymba Scion. Where HOPEFULLY her girlfriend can be found as well. She singsongs "Oh Je-et! Where's my sexy otter girl?" She sings/asks while licking her lips as she prowls the house.

From the second level of the building, the area reserved as the house area, comes the slightly Brooklyn sounding voice of her android otter girlfriend. "Up here!"

Downy takes the steps two a time trying to find Jet and planning on a pounce of the girl. "I went shopping! I got new swim suits cuz I know how you like me wet."

"Girl, Please. You stay wet just by looking at me." Jet replies bratilly, Downy finding her in the living room. Jet, despite being robotic, looks almost completely organic with an amazing synthetic skin and fur that allows her to pass rather easily as a normal otter, as long as she wears sunglasses to cover her eyes, those where what really betray her, they were silvery with luminescent blue irises that outlined shutters in both eyes to adjust her light intake. She's currently dressed in a old Ghostbusters's T-shirt, cargo shorts, and sandals, slouched down on the couch and flipping boredly through the channels.

Downy flops down on the couch next to Jet and pokes the otter's side. "Well ONE of us has to dress sexy. Gods knows you're just a tomboy butch dyke." She teases and kisses her girl. She holds up the bags. "Wanna see? Also I need to tell you about this bat lady I met. She runs a school...." and she settles in to recount what happened at the store with her girlfriend.

"I look good no matter what I wear. I'm Practically sexy incarnate." Jet says with a sly grin and a dismissive snap of her fingers. "I don't dress up because if I did you'd just have me naked again before either of us knew it" She replies after kissing Charly back passionately. Of course playing Bodyguard and occasional Igor to a Mad Scientist meant wearing nicer stuff was typically out of the question, nothing worse than nearing a sexy outfit only for it to get shredded battling a rogue mechanoid or covered in grease and oil when aiding in repairing said mechanoid after beating it into a scrapheap... but she likes her response better. She nods and listens to the story about the bat and replies "Sounds like an interesting Woman."

Downy mms softly as she presses up against Jet, she enjoys being in her girl's arms. "So... think I should take her offer and go to the cafe?" She also holds out her new swim suits to get opinions and reactions.

Jet mms softly as she holds Downy close. "I say if you really wanna do it, go for it. Extra income will be nice. and I know you get bored when Doc is down in her labs, being ferrety as always hoping from one experiment to the other..." Jet says, sounding like she too knows what it's like to be ignored by the easily distracted mad scientist. "OH! and speaking of the Doc, she was cleaning out her closet and found an old shirt that she thinks will fit you." Jet says with a wide grin and pulls out a plain white girl's shirt with 'I [picture of a screw] Robots' printed across the bust, from a box beside the couch.

Downy busts out laughing at the shirt. "I don't care if I have to slit the side and sew laces on. I'm so wearing that!"

Jet grins as the squirrel burst out laughing at the shirt. "Yeah, we thought you'd like it." She says and places it with the stuff you bought. "You are going to look so sexcellent in those outfits when we go swimming." She churrs.

Downy moves to claim Jet's lap as they sit on the couch together. She gets a little more serious. "This is a big change if she can help me I may be a full woman. Do... you think you'll still like me the same if I change that last part?"

Jet switches to a more serious tone as she looks to the squirrel in her lap. "I've always been there for you Downy, no matter what you look like. It's the person I like, not the body."

Downy mock pouts. "You don't like my body?" She wiggles some and uses that tail to wrap about the otters. "What about Doc? Think she's done playing doctor on me enough I can do what I want? Experiment over?"

Jet gasps and shivers softly as that soft tail wraps around her. She has a weakness for fluffy things... "I think Doc believes its gone as far as she can take it. It was a test about mind over matter, and seems very much that mind won. Though She's still very much interested in you. But ya know how hyperactive she gets when new ideas strike her."

Downy leans in to kiss Jet's nose. "Yeah, I know. And To be fair, the 'mind' had a lot of help I think. But yes. For me the mind won. I think everyone is happier that way too. Charly was so pouty about this test but he agreed to it." She says and stretches out some as she notices the time. "Well I'm gonna go get ready for this lunch thing."

Jet smiles and nods. "If you want I guess I could accompany you." She says and then grins bratilly. "That is if you wanna been seen in public with a 'Tomboy Butch Dyke'" She says and sticks her tongue out.

Downy taps her chin in mock thought. "Well... I guess just this once I can be seen in public with you. Sure. Get ready and come with me. We can eat and you can maybe sing with this teacher. Watch the room climax from one note." She giggles.

Jet grins "What, I need to change to have lunch at some cafe?" She teases "I guess I got to go and get all sexy-fied to meet this new teacher friend of yours."

Downy pokes. "No you don't need to. But I'm think you might want to make sure you don't smell like lab rat." She rolls off her girlfriend and goes to do a little brushing herself. "Maybe I wanna show you off?"

Jet nods and giggles some. "Oh sure, now I'm just an item to be shown off like a new car or piece of jewelry." She teases "But alright, I'll go clean up. But only cause you ask so nicely." She grins and walks off towards the showers.

Downy plans to do the same herself. She'll brush her fur and even put some fun red streaks in her fur that are temporary. Just to be a little more eye catching. That done she dresses up and waits on her lover.

Jet comes out eventually. She's dressed in a light blue crop top with sky blue stripes, that shows off her pierced navel. a pair of black low rider jeans with baggy cuffs that cover her sandaled feet. Her short black hair gelled to be slightly spiky playing up a 'butch dyke' stereotype that Downy accused her of.

Downy is still in her raver school girl look but she's fancied it up some with stockings and gloves. She looks very much like a DJ should that would work at school parties. "You look awesome love," her hands make up just finished.

Jet grins "Of course I look awesome, you forget who your speaking to." She sasses playfully.

Downy winks and air kisses Jet as the otter heads to the stairs. "love you too, brat."

Jet grins softly "So I guess we need to get going to the cafe, We don't want to be late to impress your new friends." She says, sliding sideways down the banister to met her at the bottom.

Downy nod nods. "Sounds like an plan to me." She links tails and walks out with her girl to meet with Miss Nightfang and the others for lunch. The pair climbing into a old red Econoline van with a yellow stripe down the side, Kymba's main mode of transport, knowing the Doc won't miss it for a few hours.