"Kyle Perkins!" Susan's commanding voice came from out of nowhere. Jennifer watched as the gray-furred catgirl grabbed him by the arm and pushed him away from them. "Thanks for the gift, but if I catch you around either of us again..." she flexed her retractable claws, shining with transformative venom. "...You'll regret it."
Kyle gave Susan a daring stare, then trudged off into the crowd of students. Susan turned to Jennifer. "I'm glad I got here in time. But you should know better than to speak with him."
"We were juft...he came ofer..."
"I don't care. If I see you speaking with him, not only will he be my first cat-boy slave, he'll be milking off you for the rest of both your lives!" She suddenly formed a smirk with her feline mouth and eyed Jennifer's exposed breasts. "Come to think of it, I could go for some too." She grabbed Jenn's leash and commanded the next transformation. "Your breasts will provide nourishing milk ideal for humanoid felines. Let's see...they'll have to be even bigger of course, and they'll need longer tits for suckling as well."
Jennifer moaned again as her breasts pushed out farther. They weighed heavily, sagging despite the harness designed to keep them perky. Her nipples stretched out three inches and thickened greatly. By now, the sheer weight of the two orbs was causing her to overcompensate her ballance and tilt back a little. Susan appeared to have seen this, and issued another decree.
"Okay, I'll help you out a bit. You will have a strap down your back to help brace those lovely mounds of yours." When she was finished speaking, Susan licked her lips eagerly. Jennifer felt a leather strap extend from her collar all the way down her back and connect with her thin thong. Another strap grew from the bottom of her chest brace down to the front of her thong, and yet another connected the front of her collar with the top of the brace. She did find it much easier to stand up straight, but quickly found the flaw when she tried bending forward. Apparently the newly grown system of straps would prevent her from bending over at all. If Susan noticed this discomfort, she didn't seem to care. "Now, for speaking with that simpleton Kyle, I'm afraid you'll have to be punnished. Gain another ten pounds and shrink one more inch."
Jennifer couldn't stand this any longer. She felt her body plump up once more, this time making a definite impression on what was once a lean and slightly muscular body. Her hourglass figure was pretty much a memory. Not only that, but she was nearing five feet in the height department. "Fleafe!" she pleaded with her former friend. "Fanfe me back! I don't want fhiff!"
"I do," Susan smiled greedily. She pulled Jennifer's collar sharply and led the way down the hall as the period bell rang. "Oh dear, we're late for class! You'll have to lose another half inch."