On Friday, we found ourselves sitting around the kitchen. We were playing poker, of all things. I really didn’t want anything else to change, but right now, things seemed to be okay. There were two height marks on the wall. Diana: 6’11, Sylvia; 6’5. Yes—Sylvia was now seven inches taller than me. The marks actually looked old—neither of them could have been that height anyway, looking at them in front of me.

“Allright, I raise 20,000 on this bet,” Diana cheered, with an air of satisfaction. Of course, we weren’t using real money. There’s no way that I would be able to compete with the money these two had.

“Hmmm, I raise another 10,000.” I leaned back, gazing smugly upon the two gigantic girls. I’m pretty certain I had them beat.

“Yeah… I raise another 10,000.” Sylvia stood there, stone-cold. “Anyone want to raise me more? Anyone?” Nobody else responded as we sat around.

“Well, I still feel pretty good about my hand.” I was definitely shook a little, but…

“Are you sure about that?” Sylvia grinned slyly. “I guess I'm the first to show! Royal Flush!” She shouted as we all revealed our cards. “A-HA! I win again. You would be broke if we played with real money,” she taunted Diana.

“I mean, it’s just an inheritance, so we all have the same money,” Diana sighed. “It’s not like we haven’t earned any on our own.”

“Ok…” Diana leaned back. She looked over at the two of us. “Let me be honest. Sylvia, you have no regrets about taking the treatment, right?”

“Yeah, it’s what Nate wanted. And it’s good for all of us. Haven’t you noticed? I feel more alert now. Hyper.” Sylvia replied, kicking her legs rapidly in the air to demonstrate.

“I mean, I would never want it if you were against it,” I replied. “But, isn’t this incredible? Nobody’s been like this. And if the price of the medicine is what you said it was—almost nobody’s ever going to be like this.”

“Ok, Nate.” Diana cast a somewhat skeptical glance towards me. Perhaps she was worried about her new masturbation habits, but I'm sure that she could get it under control... at any rate, I wasn't ever fitting that thing inside me again.. And I believed that they would be loved once people found out about them.

"Diana, Sylvia. You two have always been wonderful. Nobody's going to be scared of you, or hate you. Diana, what's the point of worrying all the time?"

“Maybe you're right." Diana closed her eyes, as if she was thinking intently. "So… we’re going to need to introduce ourselves to wider society eventually. I’ve hooked up people to deliver large quantities of food. Sylvia,” Diana turned her head, “you and Vicki are just going to have to let them know about what you want. In the meantime, I believe that we should try and invite some people over. I mean, we haven’t seen any of our friends over the past week, and we should try to make ourselves seem normal as soon as possible. Before it gets any more bizarre than it already is.”

“Let’s be honest though, you have the most friends to invite. Won’t it be mostly a party for you?”

“You have plenty of friends,” Diana waived her arm dismissively. “I’m sure that Vicki will think of some people to invite too. I swear, she hasn’t been coming out of her room at all. Even though she MUST be, with all that she’s eating.”

Diana continued her speech, as if it was pre-prepared. “Sylvia, Nick, it’s your duty to make sure that Vicki meets everyone this Saturday. She needs to acclimate to people looking at her a little oddly as well. Especially if she wants to grow so damn badly.”

“We’ll do what we can. Sylvia sighed. “I can’t exactly promise that much," Sylvia shrugged, her long hair framing her bemused expression.

"Well Nate,” Sylvia chirped, gazing down at me from across the room. “We need to make some calls, but first let’s try out Vicki.” We walked towards her room. It was less than a week, but the imposing doors were starting to seem somewhat normal. Sylvia, cute little Sylvia, stood a head higher than me now. People were working to provide clothes to all of them, as numerous suppliers were being contracted to bring in a constant supply. However, Sylvia was just lounging around in one of Diana’s old nightgowns at the moment, appearing quite tight on her, the fabric failing to even cover her butt. I found myself looking at her stretched, white pair of panties as she continued to walk.

“Like what you see?” Sylvia responded as we walked. “I’ve got custom orders placed for cosplay when I’m bigger as well. I’ll have to show you all of it. I've even got..." Sylvia sighed, "kind of a stupid plan to get rid of my clothes as I outgrow them. If it works out, I could make a lot of money that way. Yep. You’re going to see quite a bit more of me.” Soon we reached our destination, and Sylvia rapped loudly on Vicki’s door.

“C’mon, Vicki! You’ve been a no-show for the past couple of days now! Diana wants us to have a party! You can invite anybody you want. It’s to make sure that we can introduce us to people.”

“I’m not doing it,” Vicki huffed, her voice muffled through the door.

“Vicki, please. You wanted to take this medicine more than any of us. You’ll have a lot of fun, promise!”

“…I’ll think about it.”

Sylvia stood there for a second, tapping her foot. “C’mon, Vicki. Don’t you want to open the door? Don’t you want to see your favorite sister?”

“I don’t even know who to invite.”

“You can think of someone. You always do this. You always dwell on the worst boyfriends you've had and forget about everything else. Now are you going to open the door?”

“NO! And don't open the door! My room's floo... a mess!”

“Fine then, I’m not going to keep talking to a door.” Sylvia huffed away, heading towards her room. “Nate, it makes you adorable, but you are a complete pushover, you know.”

“Yeah… I know.”

“I mean, you could have at least TRIED to talk to Vicki.”

“I know…”

Soon we were back in Sylvia’s room, where she immediately took out her cell phone. “Maybe we should get some special phones installed too… my cell’s going to be too small soon. Oh well… it’ll be nice to see these people after so long.”

Sylvia sat next to me, smiling sweetly, before she began going through the list of people. There were only a few she wanted to invite.

“I really only have a handful of people I actually trust about this,” Sylvia sighed. “I’m not going to invite someone I just hang out with at cons so they can freak out when they see me.” She gazed at me. “You don’t need to just sit next to me stiff like that, y’know?” She ruffled my hair, giggling. “Lie down here,” She patted her lap softly. “Just relax.”

I lay down, slowly, gingerly. Sylvia had always sat in my lap. It had been so little time, but this felt extremely different. Alien, almost. But, wanting to make her happy, I lowered my head until it rested between her bare legs. The soft smell of her skin calmed me, as I lay between her warm body. Sylvia guided my head towards the center of her lap. The warmth grew stronger as my head rested upon her crotch. Her legs wrapped around me, stretching down to my hips. She rubbed her feet up and down my body.

“You can just sit here and relax, okay? I’m just going to make some calls real quick Nate.” She stroked my head as she spoke softly. I rarely have felt this calm.

Sylvia went down the list, calling a few people and telling them about a party at their new house. It all seemed to go well, except for one who was out of the country right now. This went on for several minutes. Sometimes it was calming just to listen to Sylvia’s voice, especially in a position like this. She stroked my hair while she chatted on the phone, smiling down at me warmly.

“Ok Nate. I know that you’re enjoying my lap, but you should call anyone you want to invite too, okay?” I began to fish my phone out of my pocket as I sat up, but I felt Sylvia’s hand force me back down into her lap. The force behind her soft hand was much more than I thought she could ever be capable of. Perhaps I could still resist her, but I wasn’t interested in doing so. I finally found my phone in my pocket, level with Sylvia’s knee.

I soon pulled it out. I only had two people I wanted to call. Beyond the Small sisters, I only had so many close friends. And several of them were on the same list as Diana and Sylvia. . I soon began to call the first of my friends, Jonathan. He was someone I got to know through a local club, so he wasn’t acquainted with any of the sisters. As the phone rang, Sylvia pulled her feet and moved them towards my own crotch. I felt myself twitch as she moved them up and down.

“There… there… little Nate. Just make your calls, don’t worry,” she teased me, removing her feet. Even without her feet, the increasing warmth of her crotch was distracting enough.

It was nice to talk to them again. Even if it was like a whole three of them due to how far the school was fro our hometown. They were all pretty unsuspecting about the party tomorrow, but they all agreed on a day’s notice. It was actually pretty amazing how they agreed to go a couple of hours to a party. I thought that everything would go smoothly. We caught and talked about everything for a while, even as Sylvia relaxed and put on Game of Thrones (yes, she does not just watch anime). She sat in to a low volume so that it wouldn’t distract me.

"All taken care of!" I chirped. Sylvia looked pretty tired herself, as she absent-mindedly stroked my head. I felt a musky scent carrying over from the warmth of Sylvia’s crotch. I looked up at her again. She was still smiling at me, eyes half open.

“I know what you’re thinking Nate. But not now,” she smiled apologetically. “The clock has tolled midnight, and we should get up to prepare for the party tomorrow. Okay?” I smiled back up at her. These sisters really were making me feel dependent… but it wasn’t a bad thing. I walked out and went towards my room. As I looked back, I thought that Sylvia looked somewhat forlorn.

"I'll take care of you," Sylvia sighed as I closed the door.