[Chapter 12] A Sense of Purpose
#12 of The Stories of Tiffany the Cat
Tiffany's ongoing story
Story written and edited by me
Tiffany belongs to me
**"Wha, what's that?"
Tiffany wakes from her nap, the house phone was ringing. She walks out of her bedroom, still groggy from her nap and heads to the living room. She reaches out for the phone and slowly finds the button to answer. "Uh...hello?" as she rubs her eye with her free hand.
"Hello? Is Tiffany available? My name is Cadence, I'm working with Doctor Veloski," "Oh, this is Tiffany," "Hello there! I need you to come by as soon as you can! I need you to stay at the lab for the weekend for observation, some tests and therapy sessions are going to be needed," "Oh, uh...sure. I don't work this weekend. I'll come by after work tomorrow, is that okay?" "Yes, that will be good. We will see you then!"
Tiffany hangs up the phone, still groggy and tired, she was completely unaware her aunt had come back from her brother's house. Her aunt was not amused seeing Tiffany naked for whatever reason. "Tiff? You always walking around the house naked while I'm away now?" Marget says. Tiffany's ears immediately perk up and she looks at her aunt sitting on the couch. "EEEP! AUNTIE!" she yelps as she covers herself the best she can.
Marget sighs. "Dear, I don't even mind. I know you're a bigger lady than I am. I personally don't care. Not like I've never seen those things before anyway," she says as she looks away. "If this is something that's normal then carry on,"
Tiffany's ears droop and she clings to her tail. Embarrassed but at the same time surprised her aunt doesn't mind if she doesn't wear anything in the house. Maybe she realises that it's better for her to be naked in the house just in case she swells up? Tiffany wasn't sure, but she had noticed she had been wearing clothes less because of this new trait. Replacing clothes weekly can get costly. She makes her way back into her room and sits on her bed.
"I wonder why Veloski brought somebody else in for my case?" Tiffany says to herself. She looks at her clock, it's only six in the evening. She sighs, and picks up a book she was reading before she got flustered.
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Tiffany walks in the front door, her aunt in the living room as usual. Another workday done and she got Monday off just in case something came up at Veloski's lab. Tiffany went to pack clothes for the weekend, and remembered that's not a good idea. "Yeah, don't need to go through that again, I'm not going to need them anyway,"
Tiffany walks up to her aunt. "Auntie, I'm ready,"
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Veloski was in his main office when Candace comes in, with a young male fox. "Hmm? Candace, who is this?" Veloski asks. Candace smiles, "This is Michael, I encountered him back in town. He's going to help us with our case," she says. "Hmm...sir, could you excuse us for a moment?" Veloski asks Michael. "Sure," he replies. He leaves the office and shuts the door behind him. "Candace, you just plucked a random person off of the street? Is he even aware of what he is going to see?"
"Veloski, it's fine. He's already agreed and signed that form of consent you keep handy," she replied. "You made copies of those?" Veloski asked. "I made one copy for finding our subject, don't worry," she replies once more. Veloski pushes up his glasses, slightly annoyed his colleague went off on her own like that. "Very well, if he knows what he is in for, do what you need to do and note all the observations you see. I need to know what sort of reaction he has to our patients changing to see if my theory has any validity,"
Candace walks out of the office, Michael was waiting outside. "Alright champ, you ready? One patient is already down in the lab, the second is on their way here as we speak. Remember, no touching them. I want to see how they react to see your presence. Seeing what they do and how they behave is important, so act neutral about the whole thing. Can you do that for me?"
Michael nods in agreement. He was vaguely told what he was needed for, but offered $100 cash to participate. A white lie Candace did not want to bring up. They make their way to the elevator for the lab. Michael is nervous, but he needed the extra cash. 'Heh, how bad could this be anyway?' Michael thinks to himself. The steel elevator doors open up and Candace walks and Michael follows her lead. She reaches for the L1 button and the massive steel doors shut in front of them. Michael becomes more nervous by the second.
The doors open up to the hallway of the lab. Candace walks out first down the hallway. Michael walks down and follows her towards the main lab room. In the room, Sophie was on her medical bed. She was back to wearing a medical gown, she sees Candace's guest and smiles. "I'm Sophie!" she says. "I'll leave you two alone for a few minutes. I'll be over here, don't mind me," Candace says.
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"Tiffany, wake up! We're here!"
Tiffany wakes up from her nap in the car, looking up and through the windshield to see once more she's at Veloski's building. Unbuckling her seat belt, she opens the door and gets out of her aunt's car. "Tiff, what are they going to do this time?" Marget asks. "I believe more observations and tests for a suppressant Veloski developed," Tiffany replies.
The two make their way to the front entrance of the building, walking in to the lobby, they see a receptionist at the front desk. Marget makes her way over. "Hello! I'm here to drop off Tiffany. Is Doctor Veloski here?" she asks. "Hang on, let me contact the doctor," the receptionist replies. She picks up the phone and hits two buttons. "Doctor Veloski, your patient Tiffany is here...Okay, I will," she says as she hangs up the phone. "He said to make his way to his office down the hall and to the right,"
As Tiffany and Marget make their way to Veloski's office, Sophie finishes up with Michael.
"Oh, Candace needs me to go back. Nice speaking with you, Sophie," Michael says with a smile. As he walks over to Candace, she asks a few questions. "What did you talk about? I noticed she did not change in appearance after speaking with you," Michael rubs the back of his neck nervously. "Well, she didn't seem that interested in me to tell you the truth. She talked more about herself after awhile," he says. "Hmm, Sophie showed no interest in you. Veloski's theory is still up in the air then,"
The lab phone rings, Candace's ears perk up at it's very basic and industrial noise. She quickly answers the phone call. "Yes? Oh, she's here already? Send Tiffany down, I'm just about ready here," she says and hangs up. "Michael, our second patient is going to make her way down. Please, sit in the office until she's ready please," she says, directing Michael to the office. "Alright," he says as he finds a seat in the office.
The elevator doors open and Tiffany peeks out to see Candace waiting for her. "You must be Tiffany! Please, make your way over to this side of the lab. Because of what we are trying to observe, can you remove your clothes on put on one of the medical gowns please?" Candace points her over to her medical bed prepared for her. As Tiffany walks in the main lab room, she sees Sophie sitting on her bed still. "Oh! You're here, uh...I'll wait in the other room. Candace wanted us separate for this," she says. Tiffany tilts her head slightly, wondering why Sophie needed to leave.
Tiffany undresses and puts on the familiar gown she wore from the last visit. She sits down on her bed, nervously fiddling with her tail. Candace sees Tiffany is ready, and tells Michael to speak with her. As Michael walks over towards Tiffany he smirks. 'She's kinda chubby, but she's so cute! Hmm,' he thinks to himself. As he makes his way over, Tiffany looks up and can't believe her eyes. Of all the people Candace found, she found the one fox she has been admiring from afar for almost a year. Tiffany gasps and blushes, she covers her face from embarrassment. Michael quickly shows concern, "You okay?" he asks. "I-I...I've seen you before. I work at a library in town, I sit at that small park nearby after work and I've seen you a lot," she says while blushing hard. Michael's ears perk, "Oh yeah! I've seen you before! You're always reading, too. You always seemed like such a bookworm. It's kinda cute, honestly," he says.
Tiffany felt the tingle, but it was strong. Her crush, talking with her! She was overwhelmed at this point. Tiffany couldn't say any more when her belly started swelling, and swelling quicker than normal! Michael looked down and noticed as well. "Whoa, your...belly is growing? Are you okay?" he asks. Tiffany nods, "I-I-I really l-like y-you," she replies. It started to make sense to Michael now. This was the reaction Candace was looking for, one of these females reacting to a male they find attractive and want. Michael wasn't scared however, he seemed flattered.
"This happens to you when you see somebody you like?" he asks. Tiffany again nodded back. Her belly was already halfway to its full size. Her gown was pushed up as her breasts started to swell. Michael didn't know what to do now, but Candace came out. "Michael, please wait in the office, Tiffany needs some alone time,"
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Tiffany lay asleep on her bed, her body still swollen but slowly returning to normal size. Michael was in the office asking Candace about Tiffany's condition. "So she reacts like that when she is attracted to somebody? Like for mating reasons only or because she genuinely likes me?" he asks. "That is why I am here helping Doctor Veloski, and her reaction is the first step to show Doctor Veloski is onto something. Plus, I think she really likes you. Do you feel any sort of attraction for her?"
Michael leans back in his chair. "I find her really cute, honestly. But her swelling up, I wasn't turned off by it...I'm rather intrigued by it, maybe even like it. I can't explain why," he replies. Candace smirks, she walks over to the phone by the office desk and picks up. She hits two buttons and waits. "Veloski, I believe your theory may have traction after all, and to boot the male subject actually shows a genuine attraction to Tiffany,"
As she hangs up, she smiles at Michael. "I hope you can stay the weekend, I believe you're going to be extremely useful for our case,"**