Joe woke up the next morning to the sound of purring, from the catgirl stll lying on top of him. He reached down idly to scratch her ear, wondering just what had happened to his sense of self-control. They'd started with just a couple cocktails, then dinner, with a glass of wine to go with the fish Miss Kitty so enthusiastically ordered... then he'd had the sense to cut both of them off, but the way she'd kept looking at him when I drove her home... Joe realized he'd left half his suit in the car... and the other half by Kitty's kitchen table... was this normal for her, or was she in heat or something, he wondered, just as Miss Kitty woke up, plainly eager for another round. Well, it's not like he had to be anywhere today, and as a full-blooded human, he was fairly certain he wasn't capable of getting a cat girl pregnant.
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Jenny and Dusty had quite a romantic weekend as well, with Jenny working in a number of questions she hoped were subtle enough not to stir too much suspicion as she quietly planned a proposal. Next week she'd take her to the same restaurant, have the waiter bring a ring out with dessert. Neither one of them really had any family to worry about inviting, just a few friends from the office. The question was, would they both need a dress, or should Jenny go for more of a suit?
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The wizard returned to his shop for the weekend, making a few revisions to the inventory based on what he'd learned, but there was a nagging sense of guilt in the back of his mind. He'd turned more sexist young men into boy-crazy sexpots in his day than he could remember, but merging that deliveryman with his computer felt a little wrong to him. The resulting girl clearly had feelings for him. It didn't take a genius to figure that out when those flat screen eyes actually displayed little hearts when looking at him. That was something he definitely wasn't used to. Normally such fellows fell for roommates or coworkers or those they'd bullied. He wasn't used to being the only target in range, as it were. Plus he was a tad worried about her mental faculties. He'd created plenty of bimbos before, but this one's grammar and vocabulary were a tad stilted.
On the other hand, returning to work the next week, he was rather pleasantly surprised to find Penta had redecorated his entire office, very much to his tastes, and was ready behind his chair to give him a rather nice massage. He hadn't intentionally given her motorized vibrating fingers, but he could certainly appreciate them.
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Meanwhile, Frank's condition continued to deteriorate. By Tuesday, he was all hooves. By Thursday you could barely understand a word he said, and his wife was looking into stabling fees, as well as issuing a claim on his insurance. Jenny was doing similar on behalf of Dusty, having quickly consulted with a lawyer on the matter of loss of income and status due to magical mishap. She'd been rather surprised to find a specialist in that particular aspect of the law.
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This all lead to Eric Grimes being sent to the office on Friday. Very few companies bothered applying for transformation insurance, and those that did almost never made a claim. Then suddenly here came two, from the same company, in the same week, for unrelated incidents. Eric knew that every year, a few hundred people in the country carelessly threw pennies into active wishing wells, or incurred the wrath of fairies by carelessly disturbing their rings while camping, but this seemed like more of a man-made situation.
Sure enough, all the signs were there. Multiple non-humans in a single office. A complete disregard for orderly conduct, as seen by the cat girl turning down the lights and lighting candles in a private office. Someone at this company was willfully destroying the livelihoods of coworkers, either for petty revenge, or building a personal harem. And there was one very obvious place to look first...