"This is the pits," meowed the fluffy white cat woman.

Stephen cringed. "Don't let the Mistress hear you say that," he warned. "She could make your life very uncomfortable."

"Stephen's right," agreed the fluffy black cat woman. "I have a feeling that what we say and do will be used against us."

The white cat woman yowled pitifully.

"Live with it Ralph," Stephen said. "You can't say that I didn't warn you."

Ralph, the white cat woman, growled "You could at least have told us that you had been here before, Stephanie."

Stephen sighed, his hands on the big baby belly the Sorceress had given him a few minutes before. "Stephanie would have tried to get you to make love to her in the most public place she could find. You would have become a special pet of the Sorceress and Stephanie would have been sent back out to seduce again."

"You make it sound like Stephanie is a completely different person," stated Andy, the black cat woman.

"When Stephanie is around, Stephen can only advise," Stephen answered. "Luckily I was able to get far enough away the first time Stephanie tried to take control. Since she couldn't return to the Garden with a guest, her body spontaneously created a substitute in the form of a baby."

"Strange", growled Andy.

Ralph just shook his white furred head.

"It gets stranger," Stephen continued, rubbing his bulging belly. "After the first baby, Stephanie decided that she might as well try making love as a woman, especially if she was going to get pregnant anyway. So she started playing around."

Stephen frowned. "Because of how she played around, there were month long gaps when she couldn't make love. If it weren't for those gaps, she would have never discovered that making love with a man worked as a kind of birth control. That pregnancy lasted two and a half years before the baby was born. And half of that time was spent being more than seven months pregnant."

"Ouch," murred Andy.

"You're kidding," said Ralph.

"I could show you the medical records if the Mistress decides to let us go," Stephen replied.

"Maybe the Mistress will be in a good mood," Andy mused, stroking his jet black fur. "One can always hope."

"Maybe," murmured Stephen, his hands continuing to stroke the baby belly he had been given.

"Okay girls," interrupted a squeaky voice, sarcasm dripping from her words. "Quit yer bitchin and come with me so we can make you all beautiful for the party."

"Ew, it's a bat," complained Ralph.

Andy growled and Stephen cringed.

"Of course it's a bat," squeaked the bat as she hovered in front of the white furred cat woman. "Who else but me, the familiar of the Sorceress, would be permitted to escort our honored guests to the beauty parlor for a preparty makeover."

"Oh, no," Ralph muttered when he realized what he had done.

"Now move along, Pretty Kitty," squeaked the bat.

Ralph slinked out of the barn, tail between his legs and the bat constantly batting his ears.

Andy and Stephen looked at each other a moment and then followed a short distance behind.

The 'beauty parlor' turned out to be a trio of mirrors set up before a trio of chairs that were 'manned' by a menagerie of creatures that were once human. Located between the barn and the residence of the Sorceress, it hadn't been there when the trio snuck into the barn.

Ralph, the white cat woman, was forced into the chair serviced by a flight of scaled and winged creatures.

"Do your worst," squeaked the bat as it flew to the top of a mirror and perched to watch.

"Come with me, Missssss," hissed a bobcat with breasts, catching Andy's attention.

"Good luck," murmured Stephen.

"Thanks," Andy replied as he let himself be guided to the chair that was surrounded by cat like creatures of all types and sizes.

Stephen turned toward the third chair and its attendants.

At a quick glance it appeared that the creatures 'manning' it were voluptuous women armed with the latest in body care products. Other than looking too good to be true, they appeared to be normal.

At second glance it was evident that more than half of the women had arms that ended in the magical equivalents of the latest in body care products. They were, by form and function, beauty attendants.

Stephen sighed as he took a seat and the group began to work on his baby belly bloated body.

"Ten minute warning," chirped the bubble gum pink bird creature that had just flown down from the House. "Must not be late."

"Oh buzz off bird brain," squeaked the bat.

The bird made a ratcheting buzz and then launched into the air on its mission.

"How does she look?" asked Joe, the crotch mouth of the two man woman in charge.

"Cute and sexy," replied Mirra, the beauty attendant with a mirror for one hand and a brush for the other.

Stephen sat up and looked at himself.

"Good grief. I'm a pregnant porn star."

Andy, in the next stall over, was purring despite the fact that the transformation bothered his make psyche. The pride of felines had done their best to transform his feminine and feline body into a hot and sexy femme fatale.

Ralph, the furry white twin to Andy, sat in a red wagon surrounded by oversized toys. 'Cute' with a vengeance, Ralph had been bound to the wagon with magical bindings so he couldn't take the big pink bows out of his fur.

"Looks good, "squeaked the bat. "Haul Pretty Kitty to the back entrance while I escort these other suck… I mean 'guests' through the front."

The bat fluttered down from her perch to hover by Stephen. "The Mistress awaits," squeaked the bat.

"Let's go, Andy," said Stephen, worried yet bemused. "The party awaits."

Makeup!