Acquisition (Patreon)

Nicole grinned, watching as Ivana slowly set her glass down. Her stylish heel’s scraping against the wood floor. “What’s wrong, Babe? You said you liked Merlot?” Her date slowly lifted a hand to her lips, gesturing to the counter. Nicole’s kitty prowled forward, pausing by the edge. Reaching forward, Nicole ran her hand from head to tail. Jenna arched her back, purring happily as Nicole gently patted her flank.

“That---that’s…” Ivana shuddered, wiping a heavy dollop of Merlot from the corner of her lips.

Nicole grinned, stooping by the corner of her counter. “Use your words sweetie.”

Ivana shifted to one leg, folding her arms. “Nicole… what the fuck is happening?”

“Language!” Nicole chirped, winking at the brunette. She carefully scooped her toy from the floor, lifting her doll and setting it on the counter beside Jenna.

“Knock…it…off! That looks real!” Ivana grimaced, snapping one hand off to the side. “What the hell is going on?” She huffed, her green eyes flaring as Ana began walking over to Join Jenna. “My god…”

“Ivana, allow me to introduce my kitty…Jenna. And my doll, Ana.” she said, kneeling once again. “They’re part of my collection. You like?”

Ivana was silent, the toes of her shoes ground against the floor. “N-no!” She said softly, rubbing her arms. “I…have an open mind but my god this is too much…”

“Too bad, I was hoping you’d all get along.”

“What’a you mean?” She whispered, gently brushing the strap of her top back onto her shoulder.

Nicole beamed, lifting her surprise from where Ana had been hiding. “Well, you three will be spending some…quality time together. Oh my, down you go.”

Ivana snapped her gaze back, a fiery scowl melting away. The woman’s snug outfit slipping off her figure. “This…thi…this is impossible…” She whispered stepping back.

“Ooh, she’s a cutie!” Ana squeaked. “A perfect little!”

Jenna mewled an affirmative, Ivana arched an eyebrow, her eyes darting from the smaller women on the counter to Nicole. The diminishing brunette swallowed air. “W-what…. What does she mean?”

“Oh… I like my toys to have themes.” Nicole said sweetly. “Ana is my Dolly, Jenna here…” She blew the little brunette a kiss.

“Mrow!” Jenna chirped.

“Is my pet, and you?” Nicole sang. She gripped a loose seam of the parcel in her hands snapping it in space. The parcel unfurled, loose flaps springing forth. “Well… I love the idea of ABDL. So, I’ve chosen… you… to be my Little.”

“Y…you’re crazy.” She stammered, her face breaking open as her slacks and halter fell off her perky little bum. “You…you can’t do this!”

Nicole let her chest fold forward, gazing down at her newest acquisition. Ivana held up a hand, she couldn’t even utter words as she slowly shrank before her. Nicole simply chuckled as tiny feet slipped free of the shoes she had been wearing. “You sure about that… hon?”