Akane found an option that let her slow down the transformation. She set it to five minutes, then pressed Send Changes. She quickly got out of her room, tiptoed over to Nabiki's door and gleefully listened for the sounds from inside.
Nabiki was typing a report on her own laptop computer, when the changes hit her. The first thing she noticed was that she started mistyping more than normal. She tried to concentrate, but her fingers would just hit the wrong keys. When she looked down, she saw why - her fingers were shrinking! As she watched with wide eyes, all her fingers had turned into short stubs, looking like toes, and her thumbs were swelling thicker and moving up in line with the other fingers. The balls of her hands were swelling up, as well, and her hands involuntarily arched backwards. Within a few moments she had two perfect replica of her feet at the end of her arms.
"Wha- What'th happening?!" Nabiki gasped. Already her slowly lengthening tongue was making her speak with a strong lisp.
There was a creaking sound, coming from her elbows and shoulders. The joints realigned themselves, restricting the movement of her arms and turning the elbows forward. Nabiki realized that her arms were turning into legs to fit her new feet.
"No! Thith cam't be happemim!" Her tongue was interfering more and more with her speech.
Nabiki felt dizzy and tried to stand up from her chair, but that only increased the dizziness, and her hip joint's didn't work right. She couldn't straighten up all the way, and the disorientation made her fall forwards. She caught herself on her new front feet, and the dizziness passed immediately. On all fours now, her body was completely level, since her front legs had lengthened to match her hind legs. To her horror she realized that she was a quadruped now. Then she noticed the tight feeling of her bra.
"Mo! Pleathe, mo more!" she cried around the tongue that was already protruding a few inches from her mouth.
But the power that was reshaping her body couldn't hear her pleas - and the one who could, only found them arousing to her.
Nabiki felt the straps of her bra digging into her back and sides. At first she thought it was shrinking, but she quickly realized that it must be her chest that was swelling. No, not her chest - her breasts! The pushed painfully against the restricting cups of her bra, and Nabiki almost feared she would suffocate, but then she heard the slow tearing sound of fabric giving way. The bra gave up all resistance, as its straps tore, and Nabiki took a deep breath. Inappropriately she thought, Damn, that bra was expensive. As if she didn't have more important things to worry about!
Things like her tongue that was steadily pushing further and further out of her mouth, making intelligible speech almost impossible. "Pleath! Who ith boim thith po me? Whap are you purmim me impo?" She ran around the room on all fours in a panic.
Her breasts were straining against a new impediment by this time. The had grown to fill her blouse to capacity and were now overfilling it. Nabiki groaned along with the tortured material of her blouse, as her thick, long, sensitive nipples were mercilessly squashed. Finally she heard the first button pop off, and as if a dam had broken, all the others quickly followed suit. Her tits surged from their confinement and dangled freely beneath her horizontal body. Ridiculously huge and almost perfectly round, they reached down to her knees now. Her nipples protruded from them, pointing downwards to the ground - and almost reaching it. Thicker than any cow teat and longer as well, they looked oversized, even when compared to her humongous tits.
Nabiki had given up on pleading and only whimpered now. Her head faced forwards now, at an angle to her body that would have been painful before, and her tongue was sticking permanently out of her mouth. But it wasn't just lolling down - it was twitching and waving around like a slimy tentacle. It would take Nabiki some time to gain control of her only way of interacting with her environment - now that she no longer hand hands and was permanently locked on all fours she would have to use her tongue for other things that business deals and snide comments.
When she felt the changes stop, Nabiki took stock of herself and started to cry. She was a freak! Nobody would take her seriously ever again. How could they, when they saw her walking around on all fours, her ridiculous udders swinging beneath her, and her tongue waving in the air? Her days as a business person - as a respected human being - were over.
Akane saw the whimpering figure of her freak sister through the key hole of Nabiki's door, and she almost came on the spot. Humiliating her like this was the perfect revenge on her once so haughty and superior sister. Leaving her like this for a while would teach Nabiki some humility - and Akane couldn't deny that twisting and warping another's flesh against their will had been a strange turn-on for her. She had done it to Ranma; she had done it to Nabiki; and she didn't want to stop.
She decided to
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