Cologne repeared the powder test with Shampoo, who merely gazed dumbly at what she was doing. At least she seemed to be very obedient to anyone who used an authoritative tone on her. Unsurprisingly the result was the same - an intricate web of medium-powered magic was woven around her, changing her into a moronic, oversexed bimbo who could barely talk coherently. A parody of the way that some people viewed her before - Nabiki admittedly among them.
"Whoever is doing this, seems to be targetting single people particularly, and the results look very much like some form of petty revenge to me. If it was just Shampoo and Akane, I'd assume that it was one of their rivals for Ranma's hand - but since you and Ranma himself were affected, too, I have no clue yet. But unless we find other affected people, it should be safe to assume that the perpetrator is among your acquaintances - probably attending school with you."
Nabiki thought over her encounters at school today, but none of them stood out in any way. No cackling, gloating maniacs among them. Not that she had expected anything like that. "Mrrrr... I can't think of anyone." She started rubbing her six breasts against the back of Shampoo, whose hands had wandered to her own nipples, toying with the thumb-sized little missiles.
"Catgirl want to fuck? Shampoo-bimbo wet. Catgirl lick." With that Shampoo pushed the unresisting Nabiki to her knees and lifted her flimsy excuse for a shirt up to give the kitty access to her dripping snatch. Nabiki, who had been aching for some sex, went to work immediately. She licked and slurped and purred and kissed and nibbled until Shampoo came and drenched her face with a veritable torrent of juices. Nabiki had never seen a woman come by the bucketload like that - but then, before today she had rarely seen a woman come at all, let alone had a front-row seat.
Cologne had watched them without a word, figuring correctly that interrupting the two would have helped neither of them. Now, as Nabiki was licking her face and hands clean, she coughed. Nabiki jerked, as if waking out of a daydream. Cologne could not tell whether she was blushing under the fur, but she certainly looked embarrassed. She spoke to soothe the catgirl. "No need to be ashamed, Nabiki Tendo. Your actions are hardly your fault. They and those of my great-granddaughter do not spring from your own free will, but from the fantasies of some hidden manipulator. Blame him, not yourself."
Nabiki nodded seriously. She knew she would have to take these words to heart, if she was to survive this without losing her mind.
Cologne waved her hand at the many tomes in the room and continued, "I'll have much work before me tonight. I'm afraid I cannot help you right away, but by the time you return tomorrow, I will know more, at least. Come by before school, and we can talk. At the very least I will be able to tell you the exact changes - visible and invisible - that were made to you. That way you will not have any nasty surprises, and possibly will be able to avoid specific circumstances that force you to act in certain ways. Until then, I fear you must bear whatever your life has become. Just remember that you are not to blame."
"Thank myou," said Nabiki and bowed. It was not all she had hoped for, but it was far better than nothing. At least she had a handle on her situation now. She left before Shampoo got the idea to use her again, and quickly headed home.
Home sweet home. With a big-titted Akane, a big-titted Ranma and, My! a newly big-titted Kasumi sitting at the table, eating dinner. There was another place setting for her father, but none for Nabiki. She found a little bowl with some cat food in it, sitting in the corner of the living room. Assuming it was her lunch, she dug in and found it delicious. At first she tried to eat in the most human manner she could manage without any utensils, but the giggling from her sisters and Ranma told her they found it highly amusing to see the family pet attempting to imitate human eating manners. At first she felt a surge of humiliation, but then she clamped down on it angrily.
All morning in school, she had been afraid and insecure. Her whole world had turned upside down and she had had no idea why. Everybody had treated her like an animal, and she had found herself acting like one against her will. All that time, she had felt that nagging doubt inside her - what if they were right? What if she was now nothing but an animal, and her attempts to retain her human mind were just the laughable attempts of imitation that everybody made them out to be? Well, now she knew better. She was still human, not an animal, even if nobody but herself could see it. She may be forced to exhibit some animal behavior, but that wasn't her. That was someone else's sick little game, and she wouldn't let it get to her. If whoever it was got off on humiliating her and watching her fight it, she'd refuse to give them the satisfaction.
Nabiki set the bowl of cat food down, got on all fours before it and started eating out of it directly with her muzzle. Her tail was proudly standing up behind her. When she was done, she licked first the bowl and then her face clean. She slinked over to her sisters and Ranma. They fussed over her like over a treasured family pet. She was stroked, petted, hugged and - inevitably - fondled and masturbated. She took all of it in with very little talking. Only the occasional "more to the right" and "thank you" amidst many, many purrs, mewl, sighs and yowls. Afterwards she was resting with her head in Kasumi's lap, who lazily stroked the fur behind her ears, and Nabiki was astonished how good that had felt, once she let it happen. She felt more than just used, as she had in school - she felt loved. And it scared her a little how long she hadn't felt that way.
Once I'm back to human, I'll do a lot of things differently. I can't believe it took some bastard with a magic computer to get me this close to my sisters again.
With that in mind she mastered the less than pleasant events of the evening a lot easier. She had to use the litterbox again and made very sure not to get anything on herself. If you have to clean yourself with your own tongue, you learn that quickly. She was used sexually by Akane, Ranma and Genma - thank God not by her father. She didn't know whether she could have taken that. And her bed and wardrobe had been replaced by an oversized cat basket with a blanket and a rack of collars and leashes. She merely shook her head at the latter. She curled up in her basket with her tail over her nose and was soon asleep.
She woke up in the morning and
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