Chapter 3: The Plot Shrinks, and then Thickens Again

Story by gnarl on SoFurry

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#4 of Christmas at Jen's

Oh, collars.


I stared at the collars for a few moments more, then sighed a bit. This was all? She'd given me a collar for my birthday already. She seemed to sense my disappointment, for she frowned a bit, but it quickly turned into a broad grin.

"Oh, these aren't like normal collars..." Nikki said, giggling a bit. "They're real special..."

She pulled them out of the box. One was the tackiest shade of pink I had ever seen, a small, girly looking thing with a heart shaped tag that read "Sex Kitten"; the other a black, spiked, thick industrial beast with a tag made of some odd black metal that read "Uber Bitch." I blinked. Who's neck would fit in THAT monstrosity? I shook it off and reached put for it.

She hesitated for a moment, and then pulled the collar away from me. "Er, actually..." She said hastily, with a nervous smile. "That one's yours." She pointed to the pink one.

I raised an eyebrow, and she gave another shaky smile. Something was up, but I couldn't put my finger on what. I mean, it's not like these collars were essentially any different, right? They just looked a lot different. I suppose she just wanted to wear the pants in our relationship for once. I shrugged. Sure. I could see myself as a "Sex Kitten."

I picked up the tacky pink collar, fastening it around my neck. I choked a bit. Damn, it was tight. I reached up to readjust it... but by the time I did... it had grown to fit my neck. "W-whuh?"

Nikki was grinning broadly by now, watching intently with an excited expression on her face.

"N-nikki?" I started slowly, but an odd sensation building in the pit of my stomach silenced me quickly. Then a searing pain replaced the odd feeling, and I cried out as I doubled over, falling off the couch and onto the ground. It continued for a few more moments, before stopping. The odd sensation continued though.

I pushed myself to my feet. "Dammit, Nikki! What the hell did you--" I stopped for a minute, trying to clear my throat. Why did my voice sound so... weird? It was higher pitched and overly feminine. Disgusting.

I looked at Nikki... and I cut off whatever it was I was about to say abruptly, realizing I was staring straight into her eyes. And then not even into her eyes, more like her chin. "H-huh!?" I took an involuntary step back, tripping over the now too-large shorts that had fallen around my ankles. "W-what did you do!?" I cried, wincing as it came out an octave higher than I was used to.

Nikki leaned over me, grinning even more broadly. "Sit back and relax... Runt."

I gaped up at her as she leaned over me. I was about to protest, when the odd feeling from earlier returned. This time though, it didn't immediately turn into pain. Instead, it was a warm pleasure spreading throughout my entire body. I couldn't help but let out a small moan as the feeling spread from my loins clear through the rest of my body.

Nikki smiled. I glanced over just in time to see her pull the thick black collar on. I didn't think much of it at the time, too lost in the pleasure that was coursing through me. I reached up to my breasts to gently rub them, noticing both that the sports bra I had on had fallen off and that they filled my hands quite a bit more than they once did. I gasped with surprise as I realized they were STILL growing, steadily pressing my hands farther away from my chest.

I moaned again at the sensation of having my chest swell and grow larger, sliding my hand down my stomach to my crotch. I felt my moist slit, shivering at the sensitivity down there. My pussy lips felt a bit plumper than usual, and when my fingers hit a rather large nub, I realized that my clit had swollen as well. My smooth breasts were even bigger now, easily twice the size they had been earlier. I wasn't able to get a good grip on one with my free hand; it simply too big.

Another odd sensation went through my body, and I felt something... fuzzy on my chest. I opened my eyes in confusion, seeing white fur spreading across my bust. I gasped again, looking at my hand, which seemed to be growing sharp black claws. A sudden pain in the back of my mind knocked me unconscious then.

Or so I assume.