Something's Different

Chapter 6
Epilogue

Chapter Description: Epilogue

Shawna woke up just as the catgirl pulled into her driveway. She stretched and yawned. Without even looking, Ella reached over and caught her falling pacifier before it hit the ground. "Be careful with that," Ella said like she did every time that happened.

"Sorry." Shawna looked down concerned as she took the pacifier back. "Did I...I mean...was I a burden today?"

Ella sighed. "Crinklebutt, I’m not going to say you didn’t do some annoying things, but I had fun. I wouldn’t keep hanging out with you if that wasn’t always the case."

"Really?"

"Yeah. It was worth it just for Ella." She opened the door, stepped out, and bent over to make sure the baby could see up her skirt.

Shawna expected the same fancy, frilly things that she had on this morning. Instead, it appeared to be a plain cotton pair with a cow spot pattern on them. Shawna giggled. "I didn’t think you were into cutesy stuff like that."

"Hey, it’s romantic! We can both feel like we’re with each other just by slipping on the right panties. It’ll help tide us over until next week."

"You guys made plans?"

Ella blushed. "Well she said that I could, um...clean her room."

Shawna was confused until she remembered what "cleaning someone’s room" entailed for a maid and a significant other. "Wow. You guys are moving fast."

"I really like her." She walked around the car and opened the passenger door. "I just wish I thought to buy a riding crop at the store. But maybe she’d like one as a gift." She unbuckled the baby from her car seat, then took the seat out of her car and put it back in the garage. "Let’s head back in. I’m sure your mommy misses you."

Shawna stuck her pacifier back in her mouth and followed the cat girl to the front door. Jane knocked, and Shawna’s mother opened the door. "Mommy!" Shawna ran in and hugged her mother tightly.

"Welcome back, princess. Did you have a good time?"

"Uh huh! I me’ adoda baby-" her mother pulled the pacifier out of her mouth as the baby just continued. "-named Miranda and she showed us around campus and..." she continued on for a while describing their morning playtime in the store and pond, the cow girl she met just before her nap, the time she spent at the daycare after they found her toy, how they convinced the bimbo at the store to let her try out some adult toys, and the one on one playtime she had with Miranda in her crib before they left. "And now Jane’s dating the cow lady and they traded undies and stuff."

"Shawna!" Jane said.

"Aw, it’s cute that you’re still doing stuff like that," Shawna’s mother said. "I remember when I did that with my first girlfriend. Of course I was 13 at the time. But I guess you’re never really too old to masturbate in another girl’s panties."

"Yeah, and if you want to be even cutesier, you can have one of my diapers if you want," teased Shawna.

"Shawna," her mother scolded. "Would either of you two like something to drink?"

"Yes ma’am," Jane said, and Shawna nodded.

Shawna’s mother click clacked in her 6 inch heels over to the fridge. She got out some baby formula, put it in a bottle, and place it in the microwave before pouring some soda into a bowl for Jane. She placed the latter on the floor in front of the catgirl. "So where did you get your apron? I like the style."

Jane looked at the small apron that was part of her maid uniform. "It’s from a maid specialty shop online. I’m not sure if they stock your type, though," she said, looking at the larger apron that was currently the only thing her friend’s mother was wearing aside from the shoes. "But those kinds of places can usually do custom orders."

"WAAAA!!" came a cry from the other room.

The apron clad woman hurried in followed by the other two. A pig tailed woman clad only in a tutu and diaper was crying her eyes out on the floor. She looked almost identical to Shawna, just a few years older. Of course, since physical aging stops bipedal mammals like humans in their mid 20s, it was hard to tell how much older she really was. Shawna started sniffing, then started crying right along with her. Shawna’s mother lifted the girl’s tutu. "Jane," she said loudly over the noise, "could you change Shawna while I take care of her other mother?"

"Yes mistress," Jane said happily. She brought Shanwa down to her room in the basement and helped her onto the changing table. Shawna was only wet, so it was just a moment before the girl was clean. "Want to be even cleaner, small mistress?" Shawna nodded excitedly, and Jane began her "kitty bath." Shawna nodded excitedly. For some reason, it felt new again, which was great.

"You two are so cute together," Shawna’s grown up mother said when they finished, evidently having watched some of that from the doorway.

"Of course. She’s my best friend," Shawna said, giving the blushing catgirl a hug.

"And I’m really glad for that." The mother pulled out a couple of $20 bills. "I know this wasn’t a formal job or anything, but it sounds like you took really good care of her today. This should more than cover gas."

"Oh thank you," Jane said. She glanced at her phone. "OK, baby," she said to Shawna, "I should get going." She gave the her friend a hug and a kiss on the forehead and headed out.

"I’m really glad you’re trying to get to know people," Shawna’s mother said as she handed the girl her bottle. "You usually just stay cooped up down here with your computer unless it’s D&D night." Shawna would have responded if it weren’t rude for a baby to put something like conversation before her bodily desires, so she laid back on her crib and started drinking. Her mother tussled Shawna’s hair with a smile. "I’ll leave you alone for the night. My littlest princess must be tired after her exciting day." She kissed the girl on the head, put up the side, and went back upstairs.

Shawna pulled her laptop between the bars and onto her bed. She checked the news quickly, but it was the same stuff as usual: some celebrity broke up with her wives, yet another doctor claimed she developed breast implants that were finally truly indistinguishable from the real thing, the dates of the first Republican Wet T-Shirt Contest of this election season were determined, and there was panic over slight changes in oil prices. That should have been boring, but she couldn’t help but smile at seeing some of those headlines and accompanying pictures for some reason. Facebook didn’t have too much new, either, though it did sound like Roxy’s prospect at that club were better than she first thought. Shawna yawned. Her mother was right. Even after a brief car nap, she was still pretty tired from the day. She pulled up Youtube and clicked on a new video from her favorite channel.

"Games?" a stacked girl in a pink bikini asked.

"Bimbos?" another in a nighty asked back.

"Gamebos!" they both said together before the usual intro cut to an otherwise black screen with a facecam of the two girls in the corner. Shawna laughed at the two of them struggling to get the cartridge in the system and turn it on. Finally, they got it to boot up correctly.

"OK, so like this is..." the first girl squinted as she read the words on the cartridge, "king off... fig-hetters? Nine four."

"Isn’t that like," the other girl counted on her fingers for a brief moment before giving up, "really old?"

"Yeah, but, like, when I was a kid, Mai Shiranui was totally my hero."

Shawna must have seen at least a hundred episodes of these girls, but somehow it really felt fresh tonight. Everything seemed to feel really good today. As she drifted off to sleep while the video played on, she wondered why she made that doohicky to change things. The world was great as it was.