House Cat! - The Dining Room / Poll 3 (Patreon)

“Kaaaaazuma! Kaaaaaazumaaaaa!” Throwing back her head, Aqua sucked in a deep breath and shouted Kazuma’s name for the hundredth time in ten minutes.

Beside her, Megumin squirmed, struggling to pull her arms out of the gummy pink stuff binding them. The carpet of the otherwise empty room felt coarse against her thighs.

Thick tears dripping from her eyes, Aqua drew in another breath. “Kaaazuma!”

“...Kazuma?” said the brown-haired catgirl, tapping her chin thoughtfully. “Nyo, nyo, we didn’t bring that one back to this universe with us. Nyou can keep screaming as loud of nyou like, but he’s nyot going to come save nyou.”

“Ka–” Aqua’s cry died in her throat and came out as a froggish little croak.

Megumin felt a fresh flash of anger. "Release us!” she cried, eyes flaring. “How dare you imprison Megumin, the greatest mage in all of Axel! Release me this instant, or become my experience points!”

The brown-haired catgirl rolled her eyes, but the green-haired one looked genuinely spooked. “Experience points, nya?”

“Just ignore her, Yuri. Honestly. If she could still do anything, she would have done it already, wouldn't nyou, nya?” She leaned in and gave Megumin a little poke on the nose. Boop!

Megumin shut her mouth and looked away, red-faced.

From her left came the sound of heavy-breathing. “Megumin… Megumin… Isn’t it terrible? These… these strange cat-people have snatched us away…” Darkness swallowed. “...Who knows what sort of awful things they’re going to do to us.”

To Megumin’s right, Aqua’s eyes went wide. She trembled, fresh tears forming in her eyes, drew in a deep breathed, and screamed:

“KAAAAAZUMAAAAAA!”

“Okay,” said the brown-haired catgirl, eye twitching. “Let’s get back to the show before Ms. Waterworks deafens us, nya.”

Her partner nodded, and a smooth beige ball, around the size of a bowling ball and slitted like a cat’s eye, floated into the room with them. It made a click; its eye lit up.

The brown-haired cat whirled into its view. “Hey, everyone! Welcome back to House Cat! I’m nyour host, Dr. Ie*, and we’re just about to start furnishing Yuri’s nyew dining room!

* Pronounced ‘ya’, as in: ‘Ya feeling lucky, punk?’

Dr Ie whirled aside, allowing the camera-ball to focus on Aqua and her teammates. “Oh, and look what kind of special material nyou’ve voted for for this room, nya. That’s right, nya! It’s one of the Empire’s favorite groups of multiversal prey! What do nyou think of that, Yuri?” She turned to face her partner.

‘Yuri’ swallowed. “...Yay?”

Dr. Ie patted her on the head. “Excellent. Let’s get started~.”

Megumin shivered. Started with what?

Dr. Ie flicked a knowing grin at them. “Nyow, I’m sure our audience would like to start with our primary-colored trio here, but I think I want to hold onto them for a little while, nya. Instead, let’s start with someone else. I have someone in mind already.”

With a flick of her wrist, she produced a slender brown-beige wand and directed it at the center of the room. Zzzzapp!

Megumin gasped and slammed her eyes shut as a blinding pink light threatened to sear right through them. The screech of the lightning made her ears hurt–she wished she could cover them.

Just as she thought it would never end, the sound and the noise faded, replaced by a little gasp of surprise:

“M-Megumin?!”

Megumin opened her eyes and found herself staring at not-quite-best-friend Yunyun, who looked as surprised to see them as they were to see her.

“M-Megumin?” Yunyun squeaked, little tears already forming in her eyes. “Where are we? What’s–?”

Dr. Ie strode forward, seized her by the shoulders, and spun her to face Yuri. “What do nyou think, nya? Do nyou think she’s strong enough for the task ahead of her?”

“Strong enough…? Oooh, nyou mean!” Yuri giggled shyly. “Nyeah, she looks strong enough, nya!”

As Yunyun trembled in her grip, Dr. Ie licked her lips and ran her hand down the front of the girl’s body. Yunyun squeaked. “She’s used to carrying these three,” she said, flicking a glance at Aqua. “...So I’m sure she’ll make an excellent table.”

Megumin and her teammates all stopped breathing. Table?!

“T-Table?” asked Yunyun, struggling to escape Dr. Ie’s grip. “Wh-what are you talking about? L-Let go of me!” Big tears flew from her eyes. “Let–!”

Zzzap!

Megumin stared, eyes wide, pale-faced, as the lightning bolt struck her best friend and rival in the chest. Dr. Ie leapt back with a smirk as Yunyun threw back her head and screamed, body juddering from the energy of the beam.

With a flash of pinkish flame, her clothing vanished, exposing the generous proportioned body beneath. Whimpering, Yunyun struggled to cover herself, but the energy assaulting her had other ideas instead.

Seizing her legs, it forced her forward onto one knee, forced her to lean forward, grabbed her hands and raised them, fingers splayed as if supporting a heavy object.

Beams of sweat dripped from Yunyun’s face. She panted, struggled to regain control of her body, but the magic held her firm. Nonetheless, she managed to flick her eyes at Megumin and mouth a feeble ‘Help–

Her face froze, her smooth human features turned to a mask of solid, light brown wood. Megumin squeaked, too afraid even to scream, as the material washed its way all over Yunyun’s body, freezing her in her strange new position, exposed and terrified.

Finally, two seeds of wood sprouted from Yunyun’s hands, grew and joined and continued growing fast, till they formed a thick wooden circle–she knelt beneath it, shrouded in darkness.

As Megumin stared, Dr. Ie’s words returned to her with the force of a ricocheting bullet. A table. A table.

With a zzzip, the magic lightning faded. Yunyun knelt in the center of the room, a perverse wooden table, faintly steaming. Megumin whimpered. To her side, Aqua screamed.

Dr. Ie, meanwhile, burst into laughter. “There. What do nyou think, Yuri? Do nyou like her?”

Yuri cocked her head. “I’m glad nyou kept her form,” she said, walking around her. “Just imagine fondling her with nyour feet while nyou’re eating, nya.”

Dr. Ie laughed. “Haha. Great stuff. Anyway, nyow we’ve got a table, we clearly nyeed…” She stuck out her tongue. “Well, why don’t nyou guess while I bring in the material, nya?”

Zzzap!

With a flash and a crackle, another familiar face appeared in the room. Megumin’s eyes, soaked with tears, went wide in recognition.

To her right, Darkness gasped. “Ch-Chris?”

The pale-haired thief looked around in shock, eyes wide. To her credit, she ascertained the situation right away. Her hands went straight to the knife on her belt–she spun and put it straight through Dr. Ie’s tie.

Aqua screamed.

Silence filled the room.

“Ow,” said Dr. Ie. “Nyou’ve killed me. Oh nyo.” With a schlup, the knife snapped out of Chris’s hand and vanished into the depths of Dr. Ie’s chest like a boot into mud. “Tch. And nyou’ve ruined my best tie too. Amazing, nya.”

Before Chris had a chance to do anything else, Dr. Ie snapped forward, and slipped a pair of fingers deep into her shorts. Chris squealed.

“Chris!” squealed Darkness, straining against her restraints.

“Nyow, let’s get back to business, nya.” As Chris moaned, face red, Dr. Ie picked her up and hauled her squirming and panting across the room to Yunyun. Grinning like a demon, she threw Chris onto Yunyun’s back and held her in place with a surprisingly strong hand. “One flat little table cloth, nya.”

Zzzap!

As the lightning struck her, Chris arched her back and moaned even louder than she had been already. She screamed up her eyes, panting in lust, and little beads of sweat ripped from her flesh to splatter Yunyum’s surface.

No, it wasn’t sweat. To her horror, Megumin realized Chris was melting. Beads of her flesh and clothing  ran down the thief's skin to poll on Yunyun’s surface. With every second, the stuff ran faster and faster, big globs followed the smaller ones. Chris’s scream of lust grew louder and louder and louder too, till at last it reached an orgasmic peak and cut out as her entire body collapsed into a puddle of liquid thief, which spread rapidly outward, dripping off the sides of Yunyun.

Megumin stared, too horror-struck to process what she was seeing. Beside her, Darkness struggled and moaned, while Aqua started crying again.

Having covered the table, Chris’s molten body stopped spreading and solidified: in seconds: a handsome green cloth with hints of beige and silver covered Yunyun’s surface. A simple table cloth, with little sign it had ever been anything other.

Dr. Ie lowered her wand with a grin. The beam of pink lightning cut out, leaving Chris to steam silently.

Megumin bit her lip to keep herself from crying out. Beside her, Darkness moaned.

“What do nyou think, Yuri?”

The green-haired catgirl’s tail curled happily. “I like her color, nya! It really suits me!” SHe frowned. “Wait, do I actually have to live h–?”

Dr. Ie cut her off with a glare. “Well, now we’ve sorted the table cloth, “I think there’s one other obvious thing this room nyeeds, nya!”

“Some chairs?”

“A potted plant!”

“Ooooh!” Yuri nodded. “That is an essential feature of any dining room, nya.”

Zzzap!

With another flash and electrical scream, a third familiar face appeared in the dining room. Megumin moaned to find she recognized them. W-Wiz?

The curvaceous lich looked around in shock. “Wh-where? What’s–?” She caught Megumin’s gaze and froze, too stunned to process what was happening. “Who–?”

Before she got a chance, Dr. Ie seized her from behind. “Nyah! Got nyour boobies, nya!”

Wiz shrieked as the catgirl’s paws dug deep into her breasts. “L-let go of me!”

If anything, Dr. Ie clung harder. “Nyou know, I kinda wanted to make this one into the tablecloth, nya, but I figured she was too busty. Let’s make her into something that better suits her gifts, nya.” She laughed.

Hefting Wiz into the air as if she weighed nothing, Dr. Ie plopped her on Chris and Yunyun with a resounding thud. “Saaaay ‘succplant’, nya!”

Wiz blinked in shock. “S-S-Succ–AAAIII!”

As the pink lightning coursed through her flesh, Wiz screwed up her eyes and juddered and screamed. Her clothing, unlike the others’, didn’t decide to self-immolate. Instead, it ran from her body like wax, pooling around her like a puddle while her pale, curvaceous body glimmered in the magical lighting.

Reaching a peak, Wiz’s scream of lust turned to a garbled mess as her lips plumped up into a fat, smacking donut. Looking down, she stared in shock, struggling to open wide and peak or do anything other than simply smack her lips together. She failed.

As Wiz fought to move her lips, other parts of her body were changing too: her legs melded together like two sticks of butter and thinned, compacted, crushed. At the same time, her hands shriveled, and her arms collapsed into her shoulders, leaving her with only a pair of stumps. She struggled to squeal.

Beneath her, Wiz’s former clothes rose. They formed a rounded shell around what had been her legs, surrounding them and hardening into a small, purple planted pot. Seeing it, Wiz’s eyes went wild. It was the second to last emotion she ever got to display.

With a schlup, her entire body compacted again to better with her pot. From her shoulders sprouted two large, green leaves, while her face…

Her face streeeetched as if she’d tried to suck on the world’s coldest popsicle and found her mouth stuck to the ice, forming a long fleshy sock with her fattened lips at the end. The rest of her features simply faded, unnecessary. Her lips smacked, drooling thick globs of spit.

Finally, Dr. Ie lowered her wand and the light faded. Where Wiz had been, sat a strange little plant with enormous breasts and fat lips. They sucked at the air as if desperate to latch onto something.

Megumin stared, trembling in horror. What had they done to her? What had they done to her?

A playful grin on her face, Yuri approached. The second she neared the table, Wiz sniffed and lurched towards her, lips questing for a nipple. Yuri giggled. “I think she’s hungry, nya.”

Dr. Ie laughed. “Excellent. Well, why don’t nyou give her her first feeding? In the meantime, I have one other little addition I’d like to make to our table.” She grinned.

Megumin wanted to screw up her eyes and wail in horror. What could be next? What could be next?! She looked away.

Zzzzap! With a screech, pink light filled the room again. This done, Megumin didn’t look until the arrival spoke.

“Eh…? Where–? Big brother? Big brother, d-did you–?”

Sweating, Megumin risked a peek and found herself staring at the confused face of one Princess Iris.

Seeing her, Iris turned. “Oh, you three are here too. Where’s big brother? What’s–”

Dr. Ie’s hand covered her mouth. Grinning, she dragged Iris back. The Princess squirmed, eye wide in their sockets.

“Ah, royalty,” said Dr. Ie. “Such a rare and precious commodity. It would be a shame to waste it on something disposable, wouldn’t it, nya?”

She flicked a knowing glance at the camera.

In her grip, Iris thrashed harder and harder. No matter how much she fought, however, she couldn’t escape Dr. Ie’s grip. The House Doctor giggled. “Come on,” she said, “why don’t nyou take a seat at the table?” She plopped Iris on Yunyun. “Be our guest, nya~.”

Releasing her, she stepped. Iris made a move to fling herself forward and attack, but Dr. Ie was quicker. Zzzap!

Like the others, Iris had no power to resist the wand’s magic. The instant it struck her, she threw back her scream, shaking in its grip like a whore at the bordello. “Big brooooother! Aiiii!”

Like Wiz’s, her clothing didn’t burn but rather melted. Dripping from her figure, it pooled beneath her. Iris, meanwhile, stopped screaming and snapped upright, slamming her legs together and her arms against her sides. For several seconds, she simply stood there in silence on the table, sweat dripping down her face, eyes trembling in their sockets.

As she struggled to escape the invisible restraints, Iris’s body shrank, slowly at first but picking up speed with the second till she was barely even as tall as the reduced Wiz. Her molten clothing flowed towards her, lapping at her ankles as if desperate to resume its former state.

Lifting her into the air atop a pillar, her former clothes congealed, and their base expanded to  better support them. This done, they turned gold and metallic, bright and burnished and luxurious to the eye.

Atop it, Iris’s eyes trembled as her skin turned a pale, matte white, freezing her face in a final mask of fear. Finally, a thick white hair poked its way out of her frozen head. Only as it ignited did Megumin realize it was a wick.

Dr. Ie blew at her wand’s tip as if to extinguish it, and the pink light vanished, snuffed out. Iris, on the other hand, continued to shine, her waxen skin glinting in the light of her little flame.

“There,” said Dr. Ie. “One pretty little candlestick and holder. Hopefully she lasts until the end of the show–we’ll have a hard time finding anyother princess to replace her, nya.”

“Haha, nyeah,” said Yuri, sounding distinctly frightened.

Dr. Ie raised her hands and cracked her knuckles. “Nyow,” she said, “before we continue, I should really give this table some cutlery and some plates, or we’ll really struggle to eat off it, nya.” She flicked a glance at Megumin, who shrank back in fear.

No! No! She’s going to turn us into knives and forks and plates!

The Doctor’s smile grew wider. “Of course, it would be a little bit of a waste to use our three special friends here for that purpose, so let’s find someone less important.”

She chuckled as Megumin whimpered.

Raising her wand, Dr. Ie gave it a twist, and in a flash of pink light appeared several faces Megumin recognized instantly. With their dark brown hair and crimson eyes, they were impossible not to. “No!” he cried, trying to leap to her feet. “No! No, not–”

They appeared one after the other. Arue…Dodonko… Funifura… Nerimaki…

No sooner had Aure had a chance to process what was happening than Dr. Ie raised her wand again and–

Zap! Megumin’s fellow Crimson Demons screamed as they turned silver and thinned into knives and forks or paled a bright alabaster white and flattened into plates. In seconds, they were gone, replaced by simple tableware, and a flick of Ie’s wrist obliged to send them to their new home.

Megumin watched, whimpering, as her friends laid the table. “N-no…!”

Dr. Ie licked her lips. “There,” she said, running her hands down her ridiculous doctor’s outfit, as if to smooth out the creases born from all her hard work, “all set. Nyow, it’s time for the final course, nya.” Her eyes settled on the three of them. “...What do nyou think this scene is missing, nya?”

Mgumin’s heart, pounding so fat it might burst, stopped beating entirely. She stopped breathing too. Stopping everything, even thinking.

Her eyes settled on the center of the room, and she calmly, mindlessly assessed everything in front of her: Yunyun, a perverse table; Chris, the cloth; Wiz sucking on Yuri’s teat with her fat, swollen lips; Iris slowly melting away in her holder. Megumin’s fellow students lying neatly arranged, ready for someone to fill them with food or pick them up to eat with.

Only one thing was missing.

“N-no–no! No!” Megumin trembled, struggling hard against her restraints. “Please–! Please don’t–!”

Beside her, Darkness trembled too, her grief for her friends overwhelming her masochism. Aqua, of course, cried, though she didn’t seem to have figured out what was going on yet.

“Oh, don’t be like that,” said Dr. Ie, flicking a wink at the cameras. “We can hardly leave the room incomplete, can we? How are we supposed to sit down and eat without any chairs?”

Megumin’s eyes went wide. “No! Nonono–!”

Zap! The beam of Dr. Ie’s wand struck Megumin in the chest and spread from her to Aqua and Darkness in an instant. She screamed at the feeling of its energy coursing through her, making every inch of her skin tingle and her sex burn orgasmically. “St-st-st-sto–!”

With a flick of her wrist, Dr. Ie snatched them off the ground and flung them through the air to hover over the table. There, we moved them about so that they floated equidistant around it and dropped them to the floor with a series of thuds. Megumin squealed as her boots hit the carpet. She tried to move but the magic held her firm.

From the other side of the table, Darkness stared at her, face pale. Aqua simply continued to cry, thick blob-like tears rolling down her cheeks. It looked like they were preparing for a meal themselves.

Ie twisted her wrist, and Megumin found herself forced into a sitting position and held there, suspended in stark defiance of gravity. Her arms raised themselves, hands flat, and froze in that position. On the other sides of the table, Aqua and Darkness did the same, eyes trembling.

Looking the three of them over, Dr. Ie grinned and flexed her wrist. The beam pouring from her wand flared–

–and Megumin screamed in her head as every cell in her body caught fire. In a flash, her clothing vanished, burnt to nothing–between her legs, her sex poured, while her nipples turned harder than anything. Aqua and Darkness’s eyes all rolled back in their sockets.

As she struggled to keep her mind together, Megumin felt a strange sensation in her feet, as if they’d simultaneously gone to sleep and started suffering pins and needles simultaneously. She tried to look down and figure out what was happening, but she couldn’t see past her knees. Fortunately, she got her an answer quickly:

In horror, Megumin watched as a wave of light brownness washed up over her knees and started covering her thighs, locking them in place so tightly she couldn’t even twitch. The horror cut through her pleasured panic like a knife. No! No! I don’t want to be a chair! I don’t want to be a chair!

Like a wave of mud, the coarse, textured brownness–polished dark wood, the kind you might see in a fancy mansion–washed up her legs, covering her buttocks as it made its way up her torso. Her inner thighs, her sex, her stomach–these it left excluded as it worked its way up her back and sides, turning her arms, her shoulders, and hair to the same dark type of wood. Across the table, Darkness and Aqua moaned as the same happened to them.

Finally, two extra wooden legs sprouted from each of their wooden buttocks, and for a moment, the three of them sat between two worlds, half human, half wooden. As her new legs ceased growing, Megumin felt a tingling in her old ones and looked down to find her inner thighs turning bright red and plush, as her remaining flesh metamorphosed into a bright crimson cushion.

No! No! No!

In a wave like the comfiest blood, the color washed over her front. She screamed as her thighs fused and fattened up, trapping her burning sex between them. She moaned as it rolled over her breasts, plumping them up a little–just a little–as it passed.

At last, the change reached her face, and Megumin gave one last fearful breath before her face turned to cloth and froze that way forever, mouth lolling in lust, eyes rolled back in their sockets, a mask of fear and pleasure she’d show for the rest of her existence.

As the pink light died, she sat there, unable to do anything else, looking across the table. At Aqua’s bright blue face, trapped in pleasured tears above the cushions of her breasts. At Darkness’s yellow one, posed in utter orgasmic terror above her even larger ones. She wanted to scream and plead and beg, but she couldn’t even move her mouth. All she could do was sit there.

A hand tickled her arm, and Megumin writhed in silent lust as Yuri pulled her out and slipped into her. The cat’s tail tickled her face, but Megumin didn't care. The feeling of her butt against her sex, of her back against her breasts, was all she could focus on. She wanted to cry out in pleasure.

Across the table, Dr. Ie settled into Darkness, playfully nuzzling her back into the crusader’s plump breasts. “Well, there nyou go, folks,” she said, addressing the camera. “That’s the dining room! Join us after the break when we’ll be finding out who nyou want to stock the Kitchen with. See nyou soon~.”

Yuri shuffled in her lap. Megumin screamed.