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A new Pet, for a Pet. ( freckled_beauty x Wolfy )

An angry growl escaped the little pets mouth at Nanet's causal demeanour. No sooner had she thought the girl had fallen asleep, did she tiptoe to the Windows and door, finding each secured tight. She let out a frustrated hurmph.

"I'm not your pet." Chelsea muttered, folding her arms across her chest, causing her to wince. Begrudgingly though she soon found herself curled up as far away from Nanet while still being under the covers she could manage.

Hours later, a figure crept once more into the bedroom of his prized experiments, quietly moving to stand beside Chelsea, once more sinking a needle filled with drugs and tranquilizers into her rump, stabbing right through the covers.

He moved over to Nanet, giving her a dose of a tranquilizer as well before lifting Chelsea up and over his shoulder, carrying the helpless teen away.

Many hours later would find Nanets drugs wearing off around morning, and Chelsea floating naked in a large vat if clear liquid. tubs, IV needles and a series of sensors as well as a restrictive and mask fitted her face. A drug induced comma kept her unconscious as ministers an charts recorded every vital sign.
 
Nanet was pulled out of her rep several hours later well in to late morning when she woke up. She yawned sitting up and looking around. She had been certain her pet had crawled into bed next to her. As she woke up Nanet began to panic not seeing her anywhere. She then helped getting a pounding headache. It was a pain she was all but to familiar with. She moved out of bed and down the stairs. It was dark in the house due to the rain outside.

Nanet stopped in front of Master's door and then knocked. Her ear where lip and her tail swayed very slowly. She just knew he had given her something, and did something to her pet, whom she was finding she was very protective of.
 
After a few moments of silence, her master opened the door, a slight grin on his face as he looked down at his formally most successful experiment. "Your awake awfully early." he mused, strangely cheerful. "Looking for someone?" he asked stepping out into the hallway and heading towards the lab.
 
Nanet looked up at him with heavy eyes and nodded "My pet is gone. Did you take her?" She asked curiously following behind him like the obident pet she was.
 
He smirked, petting her head lightly. "You mean the pet I allowed you to have? The pet I brought to you? Yes. Yes I did borrow her." he said matter-o-fact.

He seemed tame by his usual demeanor. Cheerful even. One might even say he had a spring in his step as he lead the way down into the labs, pausing at the door to enter the pin code.

The lab inside was vast, beakers, and half finished inventions, glass filled with strange liquids, diagrams, and charts, tubes and gears.

But at the center of it all stood a large, container, filled to the top with a thick clear substance, and centered floated the naked Chelsea, tubes and IV's coming from the still unconscious girl, and she would stay that way until Master was done, thanks to a drug induced comma.

"Marvelous isn't she?" he mused, walking around to admire his handy-work. Already the base of her spine was protruding, forming a very, tiny tip of a furry tail.
 
Nanet frowned at his cheerful attitude. She didn't like it. She wasn't use to it at all. "Borrowed?" She asked still following behind him. Her eyes widened at the tank with Chelsea. Her ears flattened as she moved to the tank.
"Um. Yes I suppose." She said then turned her attention to Master "How long will she be like that?" She asked
 
He pondered this for a moment, looking over the data points. "A week, two maybe for the transformations to complete." He pointed to the mask she wore, a tube running out from it. "That's a feeding tube." he pointed to each IV in her veins, rattling off what each one did, and how they helped the process out.

"You may come visit her when you're in-between duties." he mused, stroking her head lightly.

(so timeskip? I'm curious to see how well she takes to not having Chelsea around for such a long time, maybe to when she wakes up on the day she think's she'll get her pet back? I assume she'd be quite eager)
 
Nanet nodded as he pet her head.
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((A few weeks later))
In the past few days Nanet had been unable to visit her pet. It was Tuesday and on Saturday Master would be holding a meeting one where both Nanet and Chelsea would have to serve. She was eager to see her pet. After all she did miss her, even though Nanet wouldn't say it outright. Master could tell.
"Oh hurry! I want to see." Nanet whined her ears standing high and her tail swaying happily.
 
"You know you'll be responsible for preparing her for Saturday. I don't think I need to remind you the consequences of her misbehaving in-front of guests." he said sternly as he opened the lab.

Chelsea still floated naked, completely oblivious to anything that had been going on the past few weeks. Her skin was as smooth as silk across her body, breasts plump and floating. But far more obviously, the ears that crowned the sides of her head, felnine and covered in soft blond fur, and a long, curvy tail protruding from the base of her spine, covered in short fur matching that on her ears, and the floating blond curls of her hair.

A series of buttons was punched along a consul, and the liquid started to drain as Chelsea sank to the bottom, finally the door open and he gently pulled out her feeding and breathing tubes, and unhooked the IV's from her body.

"She'll still be out for a couple of hours while the drugs finish getting out of her system. Get her a bath and inspect her in your room while you wait for her to wakeup."
 
Janet turned to look at him and shook her head no. "No you don't have to." She said watching as he removed the tubes and IVs. She had only hoped that Chelsea was a little more obident. Now that his experiment was done Nanet could do whatever she wanted. With in reason of course. She took Chelsea and went back to her room the door locking as it always did. She laid her on the bed and went to draw her a bath.

Nanet turned to Chelsea's side while the tub filled. She touched her ears and tail and hair. She still didn't care for the blond color but she figured she might as well get use to it. May e she could die the ends of her hair a different color.
 
Chelsea didn't wake as she was carefully bathed, her Mistress taking the time to inspect the new changes in her property. She'd probably enjoyed the warm bath and sweet smelling shampoo and soaps had she been conscious as Nanet bathed and removed all the residue of the substance she'd been encased in.

Soon the little feline was laid out naked in Nanet's room, squeaky clean and freshly shaved, her hair falling back down around her shoulders in curls. Slowly she started stiring, blue orbs same hue but far sharper and more brilliant looked out onto the world for the first time in a very, very long time.

"Mmrgle." she muttered rolling her head to the side, her breasts heaving with each breath and long overdue for a milking. "Ugh my head..." she moaned softly, still trying to sort out what was going on.
 
Nanet looked up from her book and over at her pet. She was sitting in the window sill reading. "Oh. Try not to stir to much. You'll be sore for a while until you adjust to your new body." She said then looked back down at her book and turned the page.
 
Chelsea ignored her, pushing herself up off the bed with shaky arms.
"What the hell happened?" she muttered, rubbing her forehead before realizing she was naked with a squeak she yanked the covers up over her body, blushing furiously, still not realizing what changes had taken place while she was out.
 
Nanet sighed placing her bookmark in between the pages. She closed the book and stood going over to the bed and sat next to Chelsea. "Your change is completely." She said touching her ears and scratching them. "You're like me not as strong, but similar to me look." She said pulling the girl out of bed and over to the mirror. Nanet still easily overpowered her and was pleased at that idea but knew in a few weeks they would be fairly equal.
 
Chelsea's ears pressed against her skull as she took in the look. "Meeeoorrrwwww." she whined shaking her head. "No, no, no, no. This isn't happening, this isn't happening."
 
Nanet smiled kissing her cheek. "You look so much better this way. You'll get use to your new appearance. I did." She said with a smile stroking her hair. Nanet turned away from the mirror and produced a maid outfit. "Here. Put it on." She said holding it out.
 
Chelsea blushed at the sight of the skimpy outfit. The skirt portion would be lucky to cover her ass. "I-I-I will not wear that!" she whimpered, her ears flattening against her head.
 
Nanet's eyes narrowed "Either you put it on or I'll put you in it. I can guarantee you won't like the later of the two." She said. Nanet then held her hands out to her once more.
 
Chelsea's ears pressed back against her skull as she hung her head. Damn. Was it going to be impossible for her not to telegraph her every emotion to the woman. Reluctantly she slid the black thigh-highs and lacy panties up her legs, adding the fluffy white petticoat afterwords. She eyed the black corset hesitantly, not liking the look of it one bit.
 
Nanet narrowed her eyes. She seized Chelsea's hands and slipped the corset on her. She then released her hands and tied the corset. She tied it a bit tighter than necessary and smiled. Nanet turned away grabbing a black velvet chocker and placed it around her throat. "You look precious." She said smiling and kissed her cheek. Nanet then searched for her heels. She produced a pair of black Mary Jane heels with hidden platforms. "Come on. We have things to prepare for." She said holding the shoes out to her.
 
Chelsea frowned, looking at the completed figure in the mirror, long legs clad in black thigh-highs, showing a little bit of a skin gap before meeting the end of a fluffy white petticoat, puffing out the short skirt of the maid uniform. Her new corset made her ass pop even more than usual, and complemented and highlighted nice curves laced tightly up on her small frame and pushing her breasts up and out as well, shoving off her new cleavage nicely. She tried to take a deep calming breath, but stopped well short, looking shocked. She tried again smaller breaths this time.

"Prepare, prepare for what?" she asked, her ears pressing back down to her head, but following Nanet with little hesitation as they left the room, her heels clicking on the floor.
 
Nanet walked glancing back every few moments as she explained what would happen in a few days and what they would have to do. She stopped in the kitchen turning to Chelsea. "Do you understand a little about what must me fine when Master has his guest over this Saturday?" She asked
 
"A-are we going to be wearing these? People are going to see me like this?" her face turned bright red at the thought of wearing such suggestively sexy attractive outfits in a crowd of strangers. Eye candy. That's what they where going to be. Eye candy and proof of his experiments.
 
Nanet nodded "But if course." She said with a smile. Nanet had grown use to wearing such outfits. Eyes and hands roaming across her skin and her ears. Tail ad ear pulling. It was a showcase to show how successful his experiments went.
"You shouldn't think about it to much though." She said turning away and grabbing ingredients to prepare a meal.
 
"Shouldn't think about it so much?!" she exclaimed, throwing up her hands in exasperation at how casual Nanet kept being about all this. "Then what exactly am I supposed to think about you-" she cut off her words before finishing the sentence, hands falling back down and folding them across her chest, looking sour.
 
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