"I take the bigest one" answered Annie, who was calculating the price of each statuette and obviously the biggest one was the more valuable.
Bri gave the statuette of Martha to Annie and asked Doreen to choose another statuette. Doreen wasn't sure she should accept such a a valuable gift, but her inner voice informed her it wasn't really a gift.
"I'll take the one statuette of the Holy Butch Mother" said Doreen who was repeating her inner voice's words. So Bri gave the statuette of Rita to Doreen, and the statuette of Liza to Clara. Bri concluded: "So, now we all have a statuette, you can make yourself confortable for the slumber party and we can have some drink, and play some games, and gossip. Did you know that Sabrina and Kate are back together ? They are such a cute couple !"
"I thought Sabrina was dating Karl" said Annie.
"Who is Karl ?" asked Doreen. To Doreen's knowledge, Sabrina had only dated Kate. The two had been an on/off lesbian couple for at least two years.
"He is .. " started Annie but the more she tried to remember a dark-hair boy nammed Karl, the more she could only picture the busty girl with dark-green hair named Kate. "She is Kate." admitted Annie.
Bri precised: "Sabrina and Kate recently joined the Faith of Jen. Did you consider joining our religion too ?"
Annie refused "No thanks. My boyfriend and I are no fitting material for your lesbian cult."
"what about you two ?" Bri said as she turned toward Clara and Doreen "With the blessing of the Goddess, you would be a great lesbian couple !"
In fact, since they got the statuettes of the two Holy Mothers Rita and Liza, an invisible bound had formed between Clara and Doreen, and their bodies transformed in the same way: acnee disapeared from their faces, light make-up appeared on their face (purple for Clara, crimson-red for Doreen), body fat concentrated into their breasts, which increased respectively from A-cup to C-cup (Clara) and from D-cup to E-cup (Doreen). Moreover, Clara looked like she was 16 years old instead of 14, and Doreen seemed to be a couple of years older too. Moreover, Doreen's facial features matched Bri's, and Doreen's eye turned blue, the same color as Bri's eyes.
But only Bri was aware of these changes; Annie, once again, protested: "First of all, my sister is underaged, and our family is catholic. So when she will be older, Clara will marry a catholic man. And Doreen is also heterosexual. So no, they won't join your cult of freaks !"
That was the last straw for Doreen: "Annie, you're my friend, but you don't speak for me. You don't even know me well, because I am certainly not heterosexual. And if I want to join the Faith of Jen, like my mothers and sisters, it' my decision, not yours!" As she spoke, Doreen's nails became longer, and crimson-red.
"What mothers and sisters ?" wondered Annie who knew Doreen had been raised by a single Dad, and had no siblings.
"I..." started Doreen "sorry, I need to go to the bathroom"
Doreen rushed out Bri's bedroom. She just wanted to be alone for a moment. Her mind was so confused, she didn't know who she was anymore. Was she Doreen Sheen, a poor heterosexual girl raised by her father who was a teacher ? Or was she Doreen Storm, the eldest lesbian daughter of Marie and Joana Storm ? Through a window, Doreen looked at the courtyard where her car was parked. It was a brand new Porsche - the gift of her mothers for Doreen's 21st birthday.
"Mistress Doreen, are you alright ? Shall I help you to go to your bedroom ?" asked a maid
"I'm fine, Charlotte" replied Doreen who knew the maid's name since her childhood in this big mansion.
Charlotte informed Doreen: "Mistress Marie asked me to tell you that the dinner is ready."
"You can tell Mom that Bri and I will come soon with our guests" answered Doreen as she adjusted to the new reality.
Meanwhile, in Bri's Bedroom, Clara was telling Annie: "I am old enough to make my own decisions, to choose my own religion. Maybe I don't want to be a catholic girl like you ! Maybe I am a lesbian, and I want Goddess Jen to bless my wedding with another woman !" And as she spoke, Clara's nails became longer, and purple.
Annie was stunned by Clara's last words. Was she still the little sister she knew and loved ? While Annie was thinking, Doreen came back inside Bri's bedroom. Instinctively, she put her hand on Clara's shoulders, in a protective way.
Bri appologized again: "Hey, girls, sorry for bringing the subject of religion on the table, we shouldn't argue about it. What about you get into your pijamas while I ask a maid to bring some drinks here ?"
Doreen didn't hesitate: she removed her clothes in front of everybody and wore a grey pijama that looked like a man's suit but was adapted to her female anatomy, with enough space for her F-cup boobs. Doreen noticed that, while she was naked, Clara discreetly checked her out. Then, it was Clara's turn. She hide behind the bed, and chose the precise spot so that Bri and Annie couldn't see her naked, but Doreen could. And Doreen certainly enjoyed the view: Clara's boobs had grown again, up to a E-cup. Clara looked like she was 18 years-old, like her sister (but younger than Doreen who had aged up to 22 years old), and she was taller than Annie (almost as tall as Doreen and Bri). Clara then wore her white night grown. Like Bri's pijama, it was barely concealing Clara's voluptuous curves.
So, Annie was the only one not wearing pijamas. Reluctantly, she opened her bag to take her pijama, but she couldn't find it: instead, she found a maid uniform, similar to the one Bri's maids were wearing. Annie asked Clara: "Is it one of your pranks, Clara ? It isn't funny. I'm not wearing that maid uniform."
Clara mocked her sister: "Too bad you have no other choice, sis. And I'm sure it will be great on you. It looks great on Ariana !"
"Who is Ariana ?" asked Annie.
"I am Ariania" said the maid who just entered the bedroom and was bringing them some drinks on a plate. She was a very tall woman, almost a giantess, and she was very strong. She had pink and green hair and her makeup, lipstick and nail were of the same colors. Her maid uniform had a cleavage window to display her gigantic J-cup boobs. Indeed, the uniform looked great on her.
Ariana distributed the drinks. "A cup of tea for Mistress Bri. A bottle of beer for Mistress Doreen. A glass of wine for Mistress Clara."
"Certainly not!" protested Annie. "My little sister won't drink alcohol !"
"You're the little sister" said Clara. Doreen and Clara had aged up to repectively 25 and 21 years-old, a notable difference with the 18 years-old Bri and Annie. Their body had matured accordingly, as both Clara and Doreen had G-cup breasts. Clara had long purple hair while Doreen's short hair was crimson red. Clara continued: "So, no alcohol for my little sister Annie. A glass of milk is enough for her"
"That's precisely what I brought for her, Mistress Clara" said Ariana as she gave the glass of milk to Annie. Annie rejected the drink; the glass fell out of Ariana's hand and milk was spilled on Annie's shirt.
"You've ruined a gift from my boyfriend !" shouted Annie "We have to wash it right now !" So Annie, with Ariana, went to a bathroom to wash Annie's shirt.
"My bratty little sister won't annoy us anymore" said Clara as soon as Annie went outside the bedroom, "so things can get serious now."
Clara removed her night grown and stook naked in front of Doreen. Doreen removed her pijama as well, she took Clara's hand and said: "Yes, my love. It's time for us to worship Goddess Jen."