Chapter 17 - Squeeze Play



Bailey sighed, and pushed Jimmy away gently.  “This isn’t working.”



Jimmy groaned and nodded.  “It’s not that you’re too big, it’s just there’s nothing there.  It feels nice, but not...”



“I should have known better than to let Katie Venn me,” grumbled Bailey.  “All turned on and nowhere to go.  Minx.”  She patted her belly and giggled.  “I suppose it’s only fair.”



“After eating her, you mean?”



Bailey rose to her full height and gestured toward the door.  “Come on.  Only one place to fix all of this.  So not looking forward to getting back in your car, but...”  She offered a hand to Jimmy, who was still sprawled on the pillows beside the octagon.



Jimmy accepted her hand, and let her pull him to his feet.  In turn, he held the door for her, and helped load her into the car.  There was more than a little squirming involved, as well as some giggling and tickling.



The mall had closed hours earlier, but the Venn Machine area was still open as usual.  There were a few other late-night Venners around, and some waved to Bailey, cheerfully unafraid of her despite her size.



Bailey wormed her way into the Venn Machine, and once she carefully pulled her tail around her feet, the machine closed.  Jimmy hopped into the other side.  “Just a restore, or...”



Bailey shrugged.  “I guess.  I sort of expected the others to show.”



“We’re here!” came a muffled voice.  “There’s a wall of fur in the way.”



Despite their best efforts to squirm past Bailey, the timer ran out, opening the doors on all four of them.  It took Jimmy draping his jacket over Bailey’s shoulder to make her realize she was half-naked.  She blushed faintly, and smiled her thanks.  “Too used to having fur, I guess.”



“That was totally wicked!” cheered Katie.



“Seeing Bailey in her underwear?” asked Violet, giggling.



“No, the fight!  Can we do it again?  Right now?  Pleeeeease?”



Violet yawned theatrically.  “It’s very late, Kit Kat.  No more fighting tonight.”



“More fighting later?” asked Katie hopefully.



“Are you seriously okay with what happened?” demanded Jimmy.  “Bailey smushed you and ate you.”



“Are you kidding?” asked Katie, bouncing up and down excitedly.  “That was awesome!  She got us so good.  Right Violet?”



Violet chuckled softly.  “Yup.  Being licked off a paw is a totally different experience from being eaten as a chocolate bar.”  She shot Bailey a smouldering look.  “You have to try it sometime.”



“I... uh...”  Bailey stammered, wide-eyed.  “I’d rather not be food.”



Jimmy noticed her blush and grinned.  “There are other things that get smeared on hands.  Massage oil?”



“Are you volunteering?” asked Violet.  “We could do that instead of leggings for the date tomorrow...”



“La la la, can’t hear you!” said Katie, covering her ears.



“Perhaps not,” conceded Jimmy.  “Besides, I was looking forward to being snuggled up around your legs.”  He pulled Bailey against his side.



“Now?” asked Bailey.  A moment later she yawned hugely, triggering yawns from the others.  “Okay, maybe tomorrow.”



Katie pouted, then darted to the Venn Machine and was inside before the others could protest.  Violet rolled her eyes and entered the other side.  “Necklace again?”



“No, I was thinking pajamas.”



“Um... okay.”  Before Violet could touch the interface, she felt herself flutter to the floor.  She grumbled mentally that this wasn’t what she’d meant, but Katie’s bounding eagerness when she picked up her new pajamas was too infectious for her to stay annoyed for long.



As Katie carried the pajamas to the others, Jimmy shot her a dark look.  “What?  Oh come on, it’s the weekend.  I’ll turn her back tomorrow, I know you have a date.”



Jimmy grumbled mutinously as they drove home, until Katie pointed out it left him alone with Bailey.



*** *** ***



In the morning, Bailey insisted they return to the mall, as they had clients eager for more Violet Bailey designs.  Katie gave up her shiny pajamas with mock reluctance, and soon they were back at the mall once more.



Violet gave Katie a glower when she returned to normal, but Katie gave such an innocent smile in return that Violet broke into giggles soon after.  “You got me good.  Was I comfy?”



Katie’s smile grew broader.  “I slept like a baby.”



Violet snickered softly.  “That reminds me, I was going to change you into six-year-old Katie so you could dance for me.  Since you’ve already had your revenge...”



“Hey!” protested Katie.  “No fair, I was going to turn you into my mother.”



Violet stopped tapping the interface to stare at the other girl.  “You... what?  After all you’ve said about her?”



“No, still you, just old enough to be a six year old’s mother.”  Katie hesitated with her hands near but not touching the display.  “I know I pushed it last night.  Is that okay?”



Violet thought about what it would be like to have a little girl like Katie, and smiled. “I think so.  Let’s see.  I’ve been all kinds of things, being an adult...”



“You’re already an adult.  This will just let everyone else see.”



Violet smiled at Katie’s sincerity.  “Okay.”



They emerged from the Venn Machine a minute later, and tiny Katie darted around to give Violet a big hug.  “Mummy!” she called.



Violet chuckled warmly.  Her body didn’t feel much different, but when Katie dragged her over to the mirror to show off, she could see the subtle changes.   A little taller, a little more filled out.  Her face felt mostly the same, nothing about it screamed ‘adult’, as such, but it didn’t look like a teenager’s, either.  She couldn’t entirely put her finger on it, but she decided she liked the look.



Katie’s changes were more radical.  She was a bit under four feet tall, and missing both front teeth.  Her hair was done up in a proper ballerina bun, and she was wearing a white tutu over a sparkly purple leotard.  She spun in place when Violet told her how cute she looked.



It didn’t take much encouraging to get Katie dancing.  Her enthusiasm easily outpaced what little skill she’d retained from her classes, but also led her to be brave and creative, spinning and leaping with a huge grin on her face.



Violet clapped enthusiastically when she was done.  Bailey and Jimmy joined in a moment later, and other onlookers added scattered applause.  Katie curtsied prettily, then glommed herself against Violet’s side.  “Did you see?  Did you see, Mummy?”



Violet crouched down to hug her tight.  “I saw it all.  You did great!”



Katie sighed happily and buried her face against Violet’s shoulder.  So softly that only Violet could hear, she murmured, “she never watched.”



“Then she missed something important and beautiful,” murmured Violet in return.  “I’m glad I could be here for you.”



Katie hugged her even tighter.  “Can we stay like this?”



“I thought you hated the idea of being little and cute,” said Violet, brushing Katie’s hair reassuringly.



Katie’s cheeks blushed coral pink.  “I didn’t think...”  She sniffed, and wiped at a tear.  “Please?”



“I have to work, but I can stay like this all day.”



Katie pouted.  “You can’t stay with me?”



“We could twin you?” suggested Jimmy hesitantly.



Violet shook her head.  “I’d lose the twin right away, as soon as I entered the Venn Machine.”



“Right, sorry.”



Katie bounced up and down, waving her hand eagerly to get their attention.  “It’d work if you made one bigger.”



“What?” asked Bailey and Violet in sync.



“If you’re in two parts, and the bigger part goes in the machine, it doesn’t disappear, right?” explained Katie.  “So make a big Mummy and a normal-size one, and the big one goes to work.”



Violet agreed that it sounded viable, and got Bailey to change her.  She wobbled uncertainly as she emerged from the Venn Machine.  “How do you manage two bodies?” she asked in stereo.



Jimmy shrugged.  “Practice.  Helps to have something that breaks the symmetry.”



Katie snuggled up against the smaller of the two Violets.  “Here.  Give me a hug.”



The smaller Violet hugged Katie, while the other just got air.  The one holding Katie closed her eyes, and the other slowly navigated its way back to the Venn Machine.  “Let’s see if this works.”



The Violet sitting beside Katie sighed softly as the doors of the Venn Machine closed.  “I guess not.  I can’t feel her any more.  On the plus side, I’m not fighting to control two bodies.”



Katie pouted.  “I thought it would work.  I wonder what’s taking them so long?”



Violet frowned and turned to look at the Venn Machine.  “Yeah, why didn’t Bailey cancel out?”



They watched and waited, until the doors reappeared and a normal-aged Violet stepped out.  She stared in surprise at the mature Violet sitting beside Katie.  “You’re still here?”



Katie clapped her hands excitedly. “It worked!  I get a Mummy for the weekend.”



“And what happens to me afterward?” asked the Violet sitting beside her.



“I don’t...  Oh.  Oops.”



Everyone scrambled for their phone at that point, and started looking for others’ experiences with Venning twinned bodies.  With a collective sigh of relief they discovered that older-Violet’s memories would be shared at the end of the change.



“So we can go shopping for new clothes for me?” asked Katie hopefully.



Violet looked over at herself.  “I think that would be best.  Sorry, me, but this is too weird.”



“Agreed.  Have fun you two!”  Violet waved as Katie and her new Mummy walked off into the mall.



Katie acted the part of Violet’s daughter with gusto, eagerly bouncing from shop to shop looking for cute clothes she could wear and dragging “Mummy” along behind.  Several people commented on how cute Violet’s “daughter” was.  Violet smiled back at them gracefully, and agreed that she was a cutie.



They found a store with shirts that fit Katie nicely, each with a different mythical animal on front.  Katie wanted the green dragon, and the shimmery rainbow unicorn.  When they got to the till, Violet realized that she didn’t have any money with her – Bailey was holding on to her purse, as usual.  They got the items set aside, and returned to find the others.  The other Violet was with a client in the Venn Machine but Bailey helped out by giving them some of the day’s take.



After the shirts, they found some cute leggings, shoes to replace the ballet flats, and even a pink ribbon to tie into Katie’s hair after taking out the bun.  Katie skipped along the hallways happily, and when they met up with the others for lunch Jimmy could barely believe his eyes.  “Is that really you, Katie?  Not some doppelganger?”



Katie just stuck her tongue out at him in response and giggled.



Violet looked at her own doppelganger thoughtfully.  “This is weird, but less so now that we look so different.  Why the catgirl look, I thought you were going for tentacles not fur?”



Violet-prime shrugged, though her expressive ears perked forward and a small grin formed on her furry muzzle.  “One of our clients wanted to know how far we could go with the cat-girl thing outside school rules.  She paid extra to change me into this, and I decided I’d run with it for a while, so me and B can match.”



Violet gestured for them to take a spin, so she could see the two more clearly.  Violet-prime had a fine pelt all over her body, and when she curled her fingers they tucked in to make what looked for all the world like real paws.  Her tail was long enough to brush the floor if she didn’t keep it moving.  She also showed off the latest in digitigrade boots.  The eight inch heels were entirely superfluous, but they helped bring the boot back to a familiar-enough profile.



Bailey in turn had a very similar body build, muscular and lean with a thin coat of blue-black fur, sprinkled with cobalt rosettes.



Violet and Katie clapped politely at the show, and there was a little scattered applause around them as well, followed by a wolf-whistle.  All of them turned to Jimmy, who just grinned rakishly.  “Hey, I get to go home with that.  Rrowr.”



Katie giggled.  “And I get to go home with Mummy.  Best day ever.”



Jimmy sighed.  “And then we have to do housework.  Bleh.  Maybe I should get twinned too, so we can get it all done this afternoon.  Tripled?  How long are you two going to be busy with clients?”



Bailey had a long waiting list to get through – a local paper had picked up the story of the rule change at the school.  It had mentioned Violet and Bailey by name, so they were getting lots of new clients.  She figured they’d be busy until dinner.



Violet offered to twin Jimmy the way she’d been twinned, with independent bodies, but Jimmy had enough experience running two bodies that he figured he could handle it.  When a female Jimmy followed his male half out of the Venn Machine, Jimmy was a little less sure.  After a little testing, they agreed that the differences between their bodies made handling multiple bodies easier.



Jimmy drove Violet, Katie and his female self home, and they set to work.  As long as her “Mummy” worked with her, Katie was a good little helper, and by dinner-time the house was spotless.



Jimmy headed back to the mall to pick up Bailey and the other Violet, while the rest worked on dinner.



After dinner, Bailey sighed happily.  “That was way better than mall food.  How’d you get to be such a good cook?”



Jimmy shrugged.  “Practice, mostly.  Learned the basics in Home Ec classes, did a little research and a lot of trying things out when it was just Dad and me.  That, and I think my female half is better at cooking.”



Bailey eyed him skeptically.  “Really?  You’ve got the same mind in both of you.  Why would it matter?”



Both Jimmies sat back to think about that.  “The world sees you differently when you’re female,” she said.  “Different expectations.  I think... some of that comes from within, too.  Being like this, I want to...”  She looked down, shook her head.



“You want what Violet has,” suggested the younger Violet.  “Motherhood, even if by proxy.”



“Isn’t that weird, though?  I’ve only been half-female for a few hours, and I’m already feeling mothery.  Like all of you are my kids and I want to take care of you.”



“Hey, if it gets us meals like this, I’m not going to object to a little mothering,” said Violet.  “Today was a good day.”



“And you don’t even have my memories yet,” agreed the older Violet.



“Want to make it an even better day?” asked Bailey.  “Because someone has a date with my legs, and I’m looking forward to it.”



“So am I!” enthused Violet.



Katie clung tightly to her “Mummy” and refused to let go.  The older Violet gave her a hug.  “It’s fine, sweetie.  I’ll stay here with you, and get those memories later.”



Both Jimmies went with the catgirls back to the mall.  Violet and Bailey chattered along the way as to what sort of bodies they wanted to have for their “date”, settling on going back to their normal selves.



When Violet and Bailey emerged from the Venn Machine, Bailey did indeed look normal.  Violet had her usual tentacle arms, drawing a smirk from Jimmy.



“This is the normal you, now?” he asked Violet.



She nodded, then squirmed a little.  “Uh, mostly, anyway.  Bailey, you didn’t!”



Bailey was already leading the Jimmies to the Venn Machine.  She set it for a month, but they balked, worrying that it would be too easy to lose a set of tights, and then where would they be?  They eventually compromised on a sixteen hour change, so that whatever happened, Jimmy would be home for his father’s inspection Sunday night.



Bailey danced out of the Venn Machine with a huge grin on her face.  The tights she picked up from the far side shimmered iridescently, looking more like a soap bubble than clothing.  Violet smirked.  “Is he going to survive your legs?”



“Oh yeah, I made him extra durable and extra stretchy.  Back in a tick.”  Bailey darted off to the washroom, and was soon back with shimmering legs.



Violet brushed a hand down Bailey’s thigh, making the other girl squirm and coo.  “He feels incredible,” purred Bailey.



“So do you.  So slick, it’s like your legs are oiled.”



Bailey bit her lip and nodded.  “It’s turning me on something fierce.”



Violet grinned, then started to frown. “Wait.  Our driver is currently wrapped around your legs.  Where can we go?”



“My place isn’t too far.  We could call my folks, see if we can get the house to ourselves for a bit?” offered Bailey hopefully.



“They do owe us a pretty big favour...” mused Violet.  “Can’t hurt to ask, right?”



One euphemism-filled phone call later, Violet and Bailey were on their way to Bailey’s place, and owed Bailey’s parents a Venning of their choice.



Bailey checked the house out when they got there, to ensure they were truly alone.  “Mom left a note, they’re off for dinner and a movie.  Sounds like she wore Dad out.  So I guess you’ll be doing something for his endurance, tomorrow.”



Violet blushed.  “I can’t believe how our parents have taken to this.”



“Yeah, it’s like parents actually have sex.  Who knew?” snickered Bailey.  “Come on, you can’t possibly have been that naïve.  You came here regularly because your mother had her boyfriend du jour over.”



Violet made a face.  “I tried not to think about it too much.”



Bailey pulled Violet into a hug, and kissed her ferociously.  When they came up for air she purred, “Think about me instead.”



“Okay,” agreed Violet dazedly.  She let herself be pulled into Bailey’s bedroom, and then nimble hands tugged at her dress, undoing the zipper.  Violet’s dress slid slowly down her body, then snagged on an unfamiliar protrusion in front.  She worked the dress free, staring at the stubby and proudly erect tentacle so revealed.  “What on earth did you...”



Violet’s breath caught as she turned to face Baily.  The other woman had unzipped her own dress, and it cascaded down her body to pool around her feet.  What it revealed showed why it had fallen so easily.  The shimmering iridescence of Bailey’s leggings didn’t stop at her waist, it flowed on over her hips, wreathed her breasts in rainbows, and carried on over her shoulders and halfway down her arms.



Bailey grinned and posed.  “He’s a full bodysuit.  He’ll feel everything you do to me.  Every.  Thing.  Even has a built in condom.”



Violet’s eyes bugged out even more than they had been.  “You want to...”  Despite the hesitance in her voice, her newest tentacle was tall and proud, making it clear where her heart (or at least her hormones) stood.



Bailey closed the distance between them, pulling Violet into a hug that made her intentions very clear.  Into Violet’s ear she murmured.  “We’ve been so close before.  Tonight... all the way.”  Her fingers found the clasp of Violet’s bra, and stripped it away.



Violet staggered back a step, looking stunned.  “I...  Right here?  Right now?”



Bailey prowled toward her until Violet’s legs caught the edge of Bailey’s bed, and she tumbled backward into it.  “I can think of no better place or time.  Nor anyone I want more.  Better yet, Jimmy will be here for everything, too.  All of us, together.”



“I... I...”  Violet closed her eyes.



“Don’t say no.  Please don’t.  I will make this most glorious first time in the history of first times if you say yes.”



“Do you love me?” asked Violet softly.



“What?  Of course!” protested Bailey.



“You have to say it.”



Bailey got down on her knees.  “Violet Powell, I love you with all my heart.  Whatever we do or don’t do here tonight won’t change how I feel about you.”



Violet sat up, nearly putting her tentacle in Bailey’s face.  She tried to ignore how Bailey’s eyes latched onto it hungrily.  “I love you too.  Yes.”



Bailey shucked her shoes off, then tried to stand.  She failed, catastrophically, and ended up sprawled on the floor in a most undignified manner.  Violet lept out of bed to help her, landed with one foot on an oil-slick leg, and went down as well.  They both started giggling.



“Off to an epic start.”



“Sorry,” apologized Bailey.  “Bottom of my feet are as slippery as the rest.  I can’t stand without my shoes.”



Violet expression turned thoughtful, then a little wicked.  “So you’re helpless?”  She scooped Bailey up, one arm under the knees, another under her shoulders.  She carried the slippery, squirming woman to her bed, and set her down gently.



“I’ll be helpless forever if you keep doing that,” purred Bailey.



“Oh, I haven’t even started...”  Violet leaned down to kiss Bailey on her breast, eliciting a moan of pleasure.



“Don’t stop.”



“Not planning to.”



*** *** ***



Bailey sighed happily as an exhausted Violet cuddled up against her.  “I lied, earlier.”



“Mrrh?”  Violet’s eyes opened and peered over at her.



Bailey met them fearlessly.  “When I said that what we do here won’t change how I feel about you.  I had no idea...”



“What?” asked Violet, worriedly.



“I had no idea it was possible to love you more than I already did.  That was... transcendant.  I feel like I have been destroyed and remade anew.”



Violet sighed happily, concern draining from her face at the admission.  “Tease.  I feel the same.  I don’t ever want to go back to ‘normal’.  I would like it if this little beast was a little more controllable, though.”



Bailey glanced downward.  “As you wish.  I’ll make you anything you want, for as long as you want.  God, imagine what you could do if you could move it around while we were...”  Bailey shuddered happily.



“Speaking of which, what’s all this blue gunk all over you and the bed?”



Bailey giggled mischievously.  “You’re not only shooting blanks – I didn’t want to get pregnant – but you’re shooting blackberry syrup.  Tentacles, squid, ink... you can see the logic, right?”



“Logic?  Logic has no place in this room.”  Violet touched her fingers to some of the goo, then tasted it.  “Huh.  It’s really good.  Now I want pancakes.”



Bailey started to giggle.  “I’ll make them, you’ll decorate them?”



“Kinky,” giggled Violet.  “Let’s do it.”



Their antics made a mess in the kitchen, and they had only just begun to clean up after themselves when Bailey’s parents arrived.  



“Do we want to know what you were up to in here?” asked Mrs. York.



“It... it’s not what it looks like,” stammered Bailey.



“Oh, I’d say it’s exactly what it looks like.  We’ll finish sanitizing, and get out of your way.”



Mrs. York chuckled indulgently.  “Wouldn’t be the first time it got used that way.”



“EWW, Mooom!”