blanchespr: *Hmmms.  "Duly noted!  Shame I deleted the mitosisquirrel."
Echoen: YES IT IS
blanchespr: *She laughs!*  "Do you remember it a little?"
Echoen: I don't actually :/
blanchespr: Ah, well, the name does tell a lot.  Quite simple, a squirrel who grows a few extras before just splitting right off, leaving behind one multi squirrel and one normal squirrel, who just begins the cycle anew~
* Echoen hugs!
Echoen: I want ;-;
blanchespr: *She grins.  Wide.  "Now, careful!  You'll find yourself with a whole class of squirrels before lunch.  There was a single entry in the marathon race for her but that didn't stop her from winning the gold, silver and bronze medals all for herself.  Kind of helped that she was lucky enough to get extra legs along the way!*
* Echoen whines, squirming fiercly, she's in love. 
* Echoen wants to admire her, caress her, make out with her, watch her, be subjected TO her...
blanchespr: *She giggles!  Prances around, all three of her, still in her track top and shorts, not a single one of her sporting less than three legs.  Those clothes were loose on her to begin with, but with all the add-ons she's gotten, they're practically skintight, the medals all riding on an impressive bust that's gained a few cupsizes during the race.  "I won!!" she says proudly.*
* Echoen was there at the race as a spectator, and she's never seen such a thing in a race like this. It's after the race now, the ceremony over, and she's just caught up with one of you - the Silver medalist - as you were headed home. "Hey! Uh, wow, that was... something. Want to go grab something to eat?"
blanchespr: *She smiles and nods.  "Ah yeah, sure!  Thank you."  The gold and bronze medalists get into the minivan not too far away, duffel bags thrown in the back as a four-legged and a centauroid squirrel hop in.  Sure made the rest of the contenders look puzzled.  They'd never seen that happen before in the college's history, and some were even poring over the rulebook in some attempt to get the medal they felt they rightfully deserved.  The squirrel doesn't seem too worried, the one next to you still giddy from her victory.  "Watcha in the mood for?  Hot dogs?  Burger?  Fancy things?"*
Echoen: "How about Thai... my treat?" You can tell she's smitten with you, though her glances to the other squirrels tell you that she's just as in love with them as well. She's talking with a different four-legged squirrel, the 'you' she's standing next to set with two legs in front, two legs in back, like a taur without the body between. The other four-legged is four-legs-wide. "I'm Echoen." She sticks her paw out, though can't stop glancing at your constantly-squirming double hips. "Are you, uh, still growing? Your clothes are getting pretty...." She trails off.
blanchespr: *She has a quizzical expression on her face.  "Eh?...  Oh, oh yes."  She nods, letting out a small giggle.  "Yeah um, happens a lot.  It's okay.  It's why I got this!"  She hefts the duffel bag she's got with her, full of clothes so she's prepared for anything whether she's home or not.  She's obviously the latest of the three seeing as how she's still changing.  Her shorts are baggy but there's a limit to how much pear-shaped, four-legged squirrel they can contain.  "Ah one... sec..."  She stops, wiggling her rump as her big fluffy tail swiftly splits into two.  "Okay!  Sowwee.  I'm Blanche!"  She takes your paw into both hands on the side closer to you.*
* Echoen looks where you direct her, indeed noting that the bag is pretty big and more full than most other athlete's bags. As you shimmyshake your rear, her eyes widen as your big tail *pops* into more, both arching above your curvy bottom. "It's... really nice to meet you, Blanche!" She works herself up a bit, squeezing your paw fondly as we walk towards a nearby Thai place. You're keen enough to notice through hir clothes, that shi's a herm, though shi's likely good with outfits and acting casual - you can tell shi's pretty turned on the whole time. At the restaurant, shi pulls your chair out for you, watching how you sit, before shi takes hir seat. The table is pretty small, and with your extra legs.... shi's blushing as your legs are parked right up against hirs.
blanchespr: *Due to her tighter clothes, it's obvious like daylight that she's a hermaphrodite, and one who could teach some boys and girls alike a thing or two.  Enough sheath to rival her classmates, puffy lips just behind, and a fantastic chest that easily beats the one worn by the traditional curly-haired blonde hottie - staple of every college of course.  Just making herself comfy at the table is a challenge, that wild tangle of legs seeking a proper posture, those huge floofy tails casting a shadow behind her and making someone turn around to see where that came from.  She reaches for her chopsticks right away, separating them with both of her right hands.  "I hope I remember how to use these...  I eat sushi!...  But as finger food."  A small blush.  Her feet idly rub against your legs.  "And um
* Echoen seems well-aquianted with this style of food, holding her chopsticks like a chopstick champion. She is hardly looking at the menu, with the full display of features you're offering for her gaze instead. She continues to blush, as your bare squirrel paws are rubbing slowly up and down her legs, almost like you were fondling her. She has nice calves. If she practiced, she could be a runner too. "Might be better with just one hand." She indicates both your right hands. We order, and idly chat a bit, until a rather large patron - a dragon - decides to sit right behind you, forcing you to scoot your chair even closer to the table, practically shoving our knees into each other's laps. Our food comes just then, filling up the tablespace.
blanchespr: *She has no space on which to put her plate.  Her huge tits are in the way, sitting there on the table and even spilling over what with there being four on a single row.  She has to push away the condiments lest her jutting nipples accidentally push them off.  Well, she's in luck.  She can hold on to her plate with two hands and eat with another.  Blinking, she wiggles on her seat.  "I think... that's all there is... wait, one... sec..."  She gnaws on her lower lip, shuddering a little, her tails getting all frizzy there.  "...Okay!  Now that's the last of it.  I think."  Sign for her to leave her duffel bag open.  "So, are you are the same college as me?  You look my age but... never saw you before."  She hasn't noticed she's eating with one head and conversing with the other.*
* Echoen had done her best to refrain from commenting on your continuing mutations, though in hir lap if there wasn't a tablecloth hanging over shi'd be pretty easy to spot with hir throbbing tent. Shi had hir silverware and plates on the very edge-edge of the table, in danger of tipping off, just to give you more room, though it seemed your nipples just kept on growing, and were a danger to your shirt. Shi chews slowly, gulping slowly, having watched your latest attempt to gain more space with a mouthful of food. It helped hide hir shock, and gave hir time to think. Shi looks at the head you're talking to hir with, mouth watering, so shi takes a drink of water first. "I... one college over... just a couple miles. I'm a big... track fan." Shi has to drink more water to calm hirself.
Echoen: (brb dinner)
blanchespr: *She nods, listening on to that little bit of her life, at times making parallels and comparisons to her own.  It's funny how small the world is sometimes!  Living two blocks away from one another, we have the same video game system, we both watch similar programs on TV, that sort of thing.  "Hopefully... I'll make the Olympics!  If I could represent my country, I would be so proud.  The world would see me run!  It would be so cool!!"  She bounces at the prospect of having such success in the big leagues, having been repeatedly told she had a promising future ahead of herself.  She sighs, fanning herself with her sky blue track shirt.  "Ah... ah."  All of a sudden, both shirt and shorts hike up severely, narrowed down to a band on each side of her, something growing on each side of her and
* Echoen seems surprised that we share so much in common, likely thinking you were... well, you are different, but in few ways she expected.  The rest is so similar!
Echoen: (oops)
Echoen: (hmm, your pose seems to have cut off after "each side of her and"
blanchespr: something growing on each side of her and taking shape. In barely five seconds, there are two more squirrels standing near the table, completely naked. Quickly, they both reach into the bag to put on a fresh pair of bra, panties, shirt and shorts, and they sit at the table with you. If that's her normal state, then nature owed her damages and interest: she's busty to a fault, equipped more than enough to sport a bulge, and her curves are to die for. "There! Should be good for the next few while I guess." As if on cue, the waitress brings two more plates so all three of Blanche can have a proper meal.*
* Echoen seems surprised that we share so much in common, likely thinking you were... well, you are different, but in few ways she expected.  The rest is so similar! "I know a bit about sponsorship, if you wanted...." She trails off as you bounce and bounce and seem to heat up, like you had too much spice. She drops her chopsticks as *that* happens, two heavily-endowed but normal-looking herm squirrels popping into existance, as pretty as ever. She stares at the two of them as they sit down and join the meal. Lowering her voice, she leans over her plate, blushing as she speaks to your two-headed self. "Th-that was the hottest thing I have ever seen..." You can tell she's telling the truth, with how her nipples are making bumps in her shirt. She reaches out to one of the new squirrels suddenly, taking her hand, looking into her eyes, squeezing her paw.
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* Echoen seems surprised that we share so much in common, likely thinking you were... well, you are different, but in few ways she expected.  The rest is so similar! "I know a bit about sponsorship, if you wanted...." She trails off as you bounce and bounce and seem to heat up, like you had too much spice. She drops her chopsticks as *that* happens, two heavily-endowed but normal-looking herm squirrels popping into existance, as pretty as ever. She stares at the two of them as they sit down and join the meal. Lowering her voice, she leans over her plate, blushing as she speaks to your two-headed self. "
Echoen: Th-that was the hottest thing I have ever seen..." You can tell she's telling the truth, with how her nipples are making bumps in her shirt. She reaches out to one of the new squirrels suddenly, taking her hand, looking into her eyes, squeezing her paw.
blanchespr: *She brushes her fur neat , the four-armed squirrel having held on to both plates, the new squirrels joining to steady it, the free hand on each reaching for the chopsticks, which the four-armed one holds upright in order for her to separate them.  With all the logistics in order, she can return her focus on the conversation at hand.  "Sponsorship?  Oh wow, if I can get paid for just running, that'd be the best thing ever.  I could maybe buy those fancy new shoes I had my eyes on!"  She giggles when you speak your true mind to her, and she even goes ahead and reaches for your chest, giving it a playful little grope.  "Aw, that's sweet~  I might be hot for years on end for you then, if you don't get tired of it."  There's that innocent glance away, this little sway of her hips.  Already, th
Echoen: (Already, th)
Echoen: (is where it cut off)
Echoen: (Blanche?)
blanchespr: the two new her are quivering with energy, one's tail getting even floofier before splitting three ways, the other simply trembling but showing no apparent change. "Oh!... Oh that doesn't happen often- EEP!" By accident she's grown a second pussy and her panties just slipped and dug into both slits at once.*
blanchespr: (Sorry, somehow I couldn't find the word in the big block.)
Echoen: With so many squirrels around her, it would be hard for anyone to notice that she was getting groped - though your very relaxed and open display of physical affection does unwind her a bit, doing away with some of her timidness. She is sitting straighter for one, giving better view of her cleavage, including hre pert teats. D-cups herself, she's not bad in endowment, though could use plebty of enhancement, should you choose to help her out in that department. She squeezes that squirrel's paw, her heart pounding. Pushing out from her chair, she rises, pulling the trembling squirrel with her. "I'll pay you back." She says to the heavily mutated you, quickly threading the tables and making it out the door with the not yet altered squirrel. It's three blocks to your house, five to hers, and it seems she's headed for hers. 
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Echoen: With so many squirrels around her, it would be hard for anyone to notice that she was getting groped - though your very relaxed and open display of physical affection does unwind her a bit, doing away with some of her timidness. She is sitting straighter for one, giving better view of her cleavage, including hre pert teats. D-cups herself, she's not bad in endowment, though could use plebty of enhancement, should you choose to help her out in that department. She squeezes that squirrel's paw, her heart pounding. 
Echoen: Pushing out from her chair, she rises, pulling the trembling squirrel with her. "I'll pay you back." She says to the heavily mutated you, quickly threading the tables and making it out the door with the not yet altered squirrel. It's three blocks to your house, five to hers, and it seems she's headed for hers, extremely lusty.
blanchespr: *She follows quite readily, not having had the time to carry her duffelbag with her, but she has a good feeling she won't be needing it.  Now, being an athlete, she's doing exactly what she's good at, so she keeps up with you easily, staying behind just a little so she can watch your bouncing breasts and your butt flexing as you half-run back to your home.  She hopes you know what you're getting yourself into.  She's the sort of girl who'll sleep with you indeed but then you'll have to make breakfast for a half-dozen of her on the next morning.  But she's confident and trusting, 'cause she's in love too~!*