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Arin let out an irritated groan as he tapped his fingers against the desk. His computer flashing the tedious loading circle, around and around it spin, totally delaying his research. How was he suppose to submit a essay by tonight if he couldn't even get a stupid web page to pop up for him? This was going to be utter hell, he just knew it. Still, he sat there, waiting oh so impatiently for something to happen. Though he was most definitely not expecting what did happen. The page stopped loading, just as a notification telling him that he got mail popped up. It was simply titled "Congratulations''. He was going to dismiss it as junk mail, but something compelled him to click on it.

"Congratulations, you've won an all expense paid trip to the Monster Spa. Click on the link below to view available options and package, or else call the number below for an over the phone consultation and booking"

"Geez, they couldn't have been sketchier, huh?" Talking to himself, he scrolled down and saw both the number and website available. Flicking his mouse to the bottom right corner of his screen he clicked on his VPN and firewalls and decided to check it out. If it was legit, then maybe he could give it to one of the chicks he was chasing after.

The website opened up almost instantly to a rather tactfully made page. All the plugins seemed pretty advanced, plus it was even certified. Seems like it really was for real. Jackpot. He didn't remember entering any contest, but perhaps he did it for shits and giggles one night while blackout drunk. But for now, he wanted to check out what options they had, and boy was there a lot of them. He strolled down for a solid 50 seconds or so. Maybe 300 or so different options and packages in total. It seemed to be some sort of pick-a-mix style system. Though the options were a little strange, gimmicky even. They were all themed. "Harpy's Flight", "Impish Delight", "Inari Grace". So many options to choose from.

Eventually he settled on one though "Nekomata Nap". He figured it had something to do with catgirls, and seeing how in character they seemed to be... Perhaps he'd get to be worked on by one? That'd be an even sweeter deal than having one of the girls snatch it up and him and then not even thank him. He soon clicked on it and a few extra details popped up. Blah blah cat puns, relaxing mumbo jumbo blah blah. Eventually he found an "Other Options" menu. This time it had a list of around 35 options. Not wanting to deal with reading through all of them, he just clicked on a random option and clicked submit. A prompt asking for him to select a time and date showed up next, tomorrow at 3pm. Match. This was a fortunate day for him!

~The Next Day~
The gentle rays of sunlight shone down on the rather impressive structure in front of Arin. A delicate mix of quartz, marble, wood, and various other materials. It was easily mansion sized, if not bigger. He wasn't sure how he didn't notice it sooner, but clear as day a sign simply read "Monster Spa" across the top of the entrance to it. There was no doubt about it. This was definitely the place he was supposed to be at. The address was the same as he was given in the confirmation email. But still, it was challenging to wrap his head around the sheer scope of the building. If they were this loaded then the girls must be rather amazing too...

Walking inside he was greeted by a rather pleasant lobby. A warm fireplace staving off the cold that buildings this building tends to attract. A small framed photo of various people in monster girl getups hung on the wall with some sort of inscription. He had to admit, they were perfectly crafted. They're really dedicated to this whole shtick it seems. Turning away from the picture, his eyes soon fell on the front desk, behind which sat a rather well endowed woman who seemed to be dressed as a succubus. Horns, small wings, and tail included. They almost looked real at that...

Blinking to snap his attention away from her, he makes his way over to the desk and holds up his phone with the confirmation email. "I'm here about this" He was blunt in his words, though mostly because he was too busy staring at the woman, earning him a smooth tch as the woman looked up.

"Ah, so you're at 3pm. Right, to your left, fourth door on the right. Can't miss it, hun" The succubus's voice was mesmerizing, flowing through the air effortlessly, yet still sweet as honey. Truly a voice fitting of a temptress of the night.

With a stunned nod, he mumbles a thank you and heads down the hall. Looking at the various doors on his way, he spotted a lot of the options from earlier. Lumias, Succubi, Imps, Draconians. An endless number of doors seemed to stretch out as he finally reached his, simply labelled "Nekomata F". With a shrug, he twists the knob open and shoves the door out of his way. Though he wasn't prepared for what awaited him.

Pink. Lots of it. All in a pastel shade at that. The walls displayed various paw prints in a deeper pink, with various enlarged cat toys in similar hues. In the center of which was a massage table in the style of a cat bed. Strange as it was, there was a weird feeling in this room. Almost alluring. It kept him from backing out as the door behind him closed and a Nekomata with purple hair and amber eyes entered.

With a soft purr in her words, she spoek. "My my, what a purrfect catch. Come on then kitty, onto the table" Motioning to the table, a strange sense of compliance came over Arin as he walked over and laid down on it. Looking confused at himself as the Nekomata slowly followed after him. Her pawed hand slowly sliding down his back as his claws cut open his shirt, the delicate fur soon rubbing into his muscles and skin in a heavenly sensation.

Arin wasn't quite sure what was going on, but he found himself surprisingly relaxed by all of this. The soft bed, the pawed massage, and the pink. It all served to comfort him as he gradually slipped into a deep sleep... Struggling to keep his eyes open for more than a few seconds, every other blink served to change then just a little. A new slit forming in the irises, as pink specks soon appeared in his brown eyes. Each change seemed bigger than the last, the lavender specks appearing and soon outnumbering the brown and the pink. Then... Darkness.

The Nekomata smiled at this, running a hand up and down his spine now with a ball of wool clutched tightly in it. As the soft material rolled down it, his muscles seemed to completely relax, pushing him further into his deep sleep. Though this wasn't the one reason she did it, for once the wool reached his lower back, a small extrusion started to form. At first just a nub, nothing more. But with each stroke, it grew larger and longer, pink fuzz growing on top of it until it eventually reached its full length of a little over a foot. A tail. Not just any tail either, this one was a pink cat tail with a white tip. With one last stroke of her now empty hand, it started to swish back and forth rhythmically. "Nya, much better... But not done yet"

Next came the massaging of the arms, her paws working deep into the muscles as all the stress from years of work simply vanished into nothingness. The muscles seeming as loose and spry as can be as the hair on them shrunk into nothing but fuzz, shifting to a shade of pink much like his tail. Moving down to his hands, she worked in each finger and the palm especially hard, rubbing it as roughly as she could. A black shade appeared as the spots each hardened and gained a sandpaper like texture. White and pink fur quickly spreads across his hands as they become more feline as the fur from his arms join up.

"Hmm... Nyow what to do next..." Pausing for a moment, the Nekomata examines her work so far. Then spots a crucial detail, the ears. Oh she loved this part! Tail of her own swishing, she grabs the nearby bells and brings them gradually to his ears. A steady jingle and she watches as they slowly shift in shape and size. The inner and outer lobes conjoining into a single hole, as they stretched out into a point. Unmistakably feline. Though now came the tricky part. Placing a hand beneath both ears, she gently pushed them upwards, guiding them through the growing mess of hair. Finally she crowned them on top of his head, gently tapping them as white puffs appeared inside. A moment later, they twitch to life.

With the rest of his body growing the appropriate fur, and the Nekomata features are formed and ready, it was time to get to the last steps. Her hands once again worked their magic on his body, massaging every inch oh so carefully. Molding it like clay as she complied with his orders. Slim shoulders, curved in stomach, wider hips, thicker thighs, and of course she had to roll him over to comply with the chest. A pair of double Ds, enough to make any girl jealous. His transformation was just about complete.

Moving to the very final stage of this procedure, she leant down next to his ear and whispered the speech she had already prepared, his mind as malleable as his body. By the time she is finished, there's no doubt that he'll be a totally different person. Just as requested!~

~Arin's Dream~
Arin found himself suspended in a void of... Warmth? It was hard to describe, but everything felt so soft and comforting, as if clouds themselves were hugging every inch of his body. It was such a pleasant experience that he couldn't help but find himself in a rather tranquil state. Any fight or resistance in his body snuffed out in an instant as the final part of this life changing spa trip came to fruition. Though it did not come in the form of anything physical, in fact it was rather the opposite of that. Instead it almost felt like his mind was being massaged, all the stresses and worries of life being scrubbed out with great attention to detail.

As he finally reached a clean slate, he heard it. A voice laced with kindness speaking to him what he knew to be the truth. It had to be! "Your name is Aria, the newest Nekomata to join our purrfect little family! You're always in high spirits, have boundless energy, and are a little more than simply naive. This causes you to be a bit of a handful. But we all do our best to welcome you despite that, and the customers even find it rather adorable. Leading to you becoming one of the poster girls for this branch. You take great pride in this fact. You help others to relax and find themselves again. No more stress of mundane human life. Instead you help them find a form where they can truly be content. So of course you work as hard as you can to keep helping us."

Arin nodded. That made sense. He didn't have any stresses after all, because he joined it all so much. It was purrfect here, just like... Melody told him. That's right, Melody is his... No... Her mentor. She taught her all the skills she used now to make people's lives better. She couldn't believe she had forgotten her sensei's name so easily. That was very bad, nya! She really needed to focus more. But first, she had to get up. Her nap time was almost finished by now, and there were probably a lot of customers waiting for her to guide them!

With her mind rapidly filling in blanks thanks to the help of the same, now inaudible, voice, Aria closed her eyes and soon they snapped open...

~Aria's Awakening~
The sharp eyes of a cat glaring up sweetly at Melody. She couldn't help but smile at seeing her. She always took such good care of her whenever she took a nap. It totally wasn't her fault the massage beds were so comfy, nya.

"I'm glad to see the kitty's finally up nyow. Come on, Aria. You have customers to serve, nya" Melody spoke in that same gentle voice, though it was now less formal. As if she believed te same reality as Aria. But of course she does, her little assistant was far too helpful to ever forget about. Even if she was a klutz.

"Thank you for watching mew while I slept, Mel, nya!" With a final nod, Aria found herself springing off the bed and grabbing the spa's uniform with the widest grin possible, walking into the changing room with her tail swaying behind her. It didn't take her anymore than 15 seconds to pull on the rather adorable, but noticeably tight in a certain area, uniform. It looked like it belonged on the new Nekomata's body, and she certainly felt the same as she waltzed out the door and down the hall to greet the next customer…