It has a few days since the whole Phrona-Britney debacle and life has returned to normal. Vivi was now feeling a lot well and was walking about. That is until the next time there's a party. Samantha has also recovered and is back to working at the cottage, where it was thankfully unharmed by the infernal raider that was Cora. Speaking of which, both Cora and Kate, especially the former, has gotten into trouble with environmentalists, animal lover groups and others for their destructive action. Because of this, Anastasia has made a deal with the mayor to plant trees to replace the ones they lost and Cora and Kate will be 'helping'. And by helping, I mean be the only ones who will plant the trees under the eyes of police and firefighter as to prevent them from getting into a fight with each other.
Oh, and Britney is still leaning the mansion. Yeah, she is not enjoying, especially when she is under the watchful eyes of Sylvia and Velvet who she calls, "cotton crappy" and "Big Titty Goth" respectively. They ignored her words for the most part but they couldn't lied that their choice of words did hurt them. Phrona meanwhile was taking a nice, long vacation in Britney's mind and was even using her own tactics against her, much to Britney's bitterness.
Pretty much, life is slowly returning to right? Well, if you're Erma, you'll be sadly wrong. Ever since her body expansion during her last livestream, she was harassed by her viewers into making it a norm. Internet trolls has even begun to post lewd art of her expanded self, which lead to her viewers defending Erma and a resulting flamewar ensues. During all of this, Erma regularly uploads her videos and try to avoid the incident whenever she can, but there will always be someone in the comment sections mentioning when will she expand her titties again. Despite being jolly and cheerful to the camera, Erma was sobbing in the corner and since everyone is busy with their own stuff, there's no one else to comfort. *But what about Belle?* Absolutely no one.
In other words, it was not a pleasant time to be Erma. That was until one day, she decided to confront her fears and do a video on the subject. First times first, she got out of her sleepwear to put on her casual wear, which was a simple grey short jumpsuit-dress with a blue belt and black boots. She also got out her platinum ring with a rainbow gem that radiant in the glistering sun. As Erma prepare for the video, she thought about what she would say and hope that no one would twist it to make her look bad. Finally, she got everything set up and hit record.
"Hello, BanshEevee here," Erma greeted the camera with a wave. "And as most of you are probably aware, there has been quite a discussion among you guys about what's going on recently. Well, for those of you who watch my livestream, you probably already know what I'm talking but for those of you that don't, something interesting happened..." Erma paused for a moment to gather her thoughts again and think about what she would say next.
"During my last livestream I fought off against the Cryptic Stalker boss in Soul Realm, I was dying a lot and my viewers have told me to do a drinking challenge because I'm an Irishwomen and thus I must drink alcohol on a daily basis. At first, I didn't want to because I'm technically under the age of drinking but I decide to make an exception and do it anyway. I've ask one of my sisters if I could do it and she said yes. Normally, I think it would be "AW, sweet! Thanks, sis!", but you have to remember, this is Phrona we're talking about. Of course, she's nice and all but she's still strict in what I do with here. So I'm like here like, "Okay... What's the catch?", but there wasn't any. In fact, she even gave me this soda that was call "X-Pansique" and because it's a soda, I thought, "not exactly what they wanted but it'll have to do"," Erma explains as she pulls out the X-Pansique bottle, which is still about 60% full.
She then continues, "From that point, whenever I lose, I had to drink this bad boy and even though it tasted funny, I thought it was just the flavor and just moved along with. For about an hour and forty-nine minutes- Actually, let me rephrase that. For about two hours! Two f*cking hours, my chest and ass have been expanding! It was until someone have sent me this pic that I realize what's been happening!"
As Erma ranted, she shows the camera the pic a mysterious person sent to her during the livestream. It was of a picture of Erma taken during the livestream looking sexy. By this point, her breasts were about twice as her head and her ass already sat firmly on the ground, knocking her chair out. In the background, Phrona was looking away, possibly looking at a mirror. The added caption reads: "Nice bewbs! Y not show us ur titties".
"It was at that point that I was dumbfounded and felt more embarrassed than even in my recent years. After the news struck me, I closed off the livestream and went to bathroom. What happened next was yelling, crying and a lot of tissues," she joked.
"But in all seriousness, I thought it was just that and nothing more. Turns out, there have already been people posting pictures of me all over the Internet of my state when I close the livestream and practically everyone was in the knowhow of my big breasts and my butt chair. And then the trolls came and made my day worst. Pretty much, it has been hell on earth for me and to be honest, posting those videos the past couple of days may have been a mistake. Not because I was neglected to answer what's going on but because I left myself more vulnerable to more sexual harassment and online bullying. And it brought a phase of my life that I... don't want to look to," she said, now being reminded of the four years before her adoption where she was living out on the streets, fending for herself and being subject to bullying and ridicule. At this point, she was holding back her tears. It took a way for Erma to wipe her tears away and continue speaking to the camera.
"For a while, I was called the "Clueless Girl who didn't see her big breasts or feel her big butt because she's too involved in her gaming session". Fortunately, not that not that many people call me anymore and I'm no longer big as you've seen from my recent videos," Erma said as she put her hands over her curves. By now, she has now returned to her small, normal self.
"But regardless, the bullying continue. And yesterday, I have been receiving death threats for not showing them my tits. Like, first off. Why would you want to see the tits of random girl? I mean, do you have some sort of fetish?! Does your life depend on seeing me, a girl who has worked in a mill the first nine years of her life and then was out in the streets for another four before my adoption, naked just so you can masturbate to it?!" Erma ranted, now on the verge of tears again.
"I can already tell that I'm going to be criticized for being too emotional but I can't take it anymore!" She cried out, as she fell down her chair in tears. She was out of camera for a few moments before she return to the camera, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Just please, stop it. I don't want to deal with these threats. Please, I beg you..." She said before she turn off the camera and put the clip onto her computer to edit it. Overlooking the footage, Erma felt even more embarrassed, especially over the fact that she's essentially playing the victim card at the end. Ultimately, she decided not to upload it to MorphTube. Instead, she put up a post that said the following:
Sorry if there's no upload today. Was going to talk about what happened during the livestream but I didn't like how the footage turn out. Might redo it but there might not be upload today. Apologies to all my lovely viewers!
Soon, she lay down on her bed and look up the ceiling. She was pretty much depressed and thought about what people would say about her now. She was worry that it would be the end of her MorphTube career. A few moments later, her phone rang and she look at the message. She gasped in horror as what she was seeing. It was footage, unedited, playing right in front of her. As she got up from bed to go to her computer, she saw that the video was posted up on the site, already receiving hundreds of views. The description merely says, "Afraid to show the world the real you? Don't worry. I'll do it for you." Once she saw who posted it, her heart sank ever so deeper. It was her childhood bully, Celly.
Reading through the comments, she saw that people were complaining about Erma being a whiny b*tch. Sure, there were some few that defended Erma, even going as far as to attack Celly, but it did no good to improve Erma's mental state.
She back to her bed, dejected. She grab a bottle and process to drink half of it before putting it down. It wasn't until her tummy started to rumble violently and saw that it was the X-Pensique soda and her fears quickly became true moments later.

In the halls outside, Nyxie was busy cleaning the dust off the various rooms. She was wearing a loose light yellow blouse, some light reddish pants, a brown leather-like belt, and a pair of sandals. When she hear the commotion coming from Erma's room, she decide to take a peak in and was horrified by what she has witnesses. Erma was sitting in the middle of the room. Her breast were three times larger and her ass was about a quarter of the entire room.
"Er-Erma?" Nyxie shuttered.
"Oh, hey Nyx. Still cleaning? Thought Britney was doing it."
"Um. Who's Britney?" Nyxie ask. She was a new staff member after the Ersatz found her near a plant crash and took her in. She wasn't adopted but they still treat her like family. She has spent only a month or two with the Ersatz and doesn't know about their secrets. In fact, she doesn't know that Erma's adoption, though that could be because Nyxie hasn't ask about it.
"Never mind," Erma declined. As she look around her surroundings, she sighs.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing. Just down in the dumps lately," Erma answered, looking away from Nyxie.
"How come? I thought you never go down without a fight."
"Listen, Nyx. You're too young to understand."
"No, I'm not," Nyxie retorted, much to Erma's shock that she had to look at her. "I may be amnesiac but I can still understand how you're depressed. It's practically written on your face."
"Wait, Wha- Where?" Erma was startled and touch her face all around because she was worry that something was written on her face. It was then when she saw Nyxie giggling that she realized she was tricked and frowned at the young maid. "Nyxie!"
"You should've seen the look on your face," Nyxie giggled. She was having a difficult time keeping in her laughter. This may Erma frown even more and turn to look at a mirror. Once she saw her expression, she couldn't help but laughed as well. After a while, the two calm down as Erma landed on her back and Nyxie resting on top of her breasts.
"Thanks, Nyx," Erma said.
"You're welcome, Erma," Nyxie reply as the two lay there for a while.
Eventually, Nyxie became thirsty and decide to grab a nearby bottle, not realizing that it was X-Pansique. As she felt a sharp pain throughout her pain, Erma realize what has happened and try to call out to her but it was already too late. Nyxie's body quickly swells up to about Erma's size. Once the dust settles, Erma was the first to speak up.
"Nyxie? Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I guess I am," Nyxie said as the two giantess look over Erma's room. Nothing was damaged, save for the coach that they were both sitttong on. Then the two look at each and giggle.
"Ah... I really needed that," Erma said. "You see, what happened these past couple of daysreminded me of a darker time of my life."
"Hmm, do tell."
"You see, I wasn't born into this family like you think."
Nyxie gasped, "You're not."
"Yeah, well let's just say that this was my first time in a long while that I've been so depressed. Living out in the streets back then was pretty much the lowest point in my life," Erma explained. Her face turns sour when the memories came back.
"Ah, but it's going to be alright."
"No, you still don't get it. I had to basically survive in the harsh cold streets with nothing but my wits. No one loved me back then. Sure, I got Phrona and the others behind my back but I still feel lost."
"Well, maybe it'll go away with time."
"I doubt it. I still haven't found out about why my parents abandoned me in the first place," Erma said. Nyxie remain silence, as she too didn't know about her parents. Or at least, since she still has amnesia, but the memories are slowly returning to her piece by piece. Erma continued, "Nyxie, do you know what happened to your parents?"

"Well, not much different than before, I'm afraid," she reply.
"Maybe it'll come with time," Erma said. She then realize what she just said. "Heh, ironic."
"Of course, sister," Nyxie said. A second later, she realize her mistake and quickly went ahead to change what she've just said. "W-W-Wait! I mean, Erma. I'm so sorry."
"It's alright, Nyx. After all, we both look the same, don't you," Erma noted. It was then that the two look at each other and began to think if they really sister. Sure, they do look alike but there are many differences between the two. Their hair and eyes colors, as well as their ears, are prime example that prove that they are not twins, or even sisters.
"Hehe, so. What do you wanna do, Erm?"
"Huh? Well, haven't thought of anything since... Well, look at us," Erma said.
"Oh, we could cuddle," Nyxie suggested. Erma was visibly taken aback by this and flinch.
"Wo-wo-woah! Are you sure? What would my mom say?" She asked, hesitantly.
"She wouldn't mind it. I've ask her if I could sleep with you and she said it was perfectly fine," Nyxie said. She didn't really had a bed when she was taken in so she ask Anastasia if she could sleep with anyone. It took months for her surrogate mother to said yes and with anyone she want. She would've ask the others but she knew they were far too busy with their own stuff save for Erma. It also help that Nyxie felt a connection with Erma so she wanted to spend some time with her.
"Well, if she says so, I'll allow it" Erma said.
Bursting with excitement, Nyxie lunged out at Erma, who respond with wide-eye shrunken-pupil fear. However, that fear quickly fade away as the two began to cuddle up with each other. They were both giggling wildly and were having the time of their life.

Outside the window, a small Vulpix Pokémorph was recording the whole thing with her phone. She was wearing a pink blouse with dark shorts, and a pair of typical school shoes with knee-high socks. Her ponytail was tied up in a blue ribbon. If it wasn't obvious, this was a Celly in her natural habitat. If being with the people you bullied can be considered a natural habitat.
"Hehe, this is some good quality blackmail," she mused. She didn't realize it but a very pissed off Glaceon mother, who came over to see what a Vulpix was doing in the bushes, breathing down her neck. A few moments later, Celly was annoyed for too long and loo behind.
"What do you want,you old hag?" Celly said.
It is best said as to not describe what happen after Anastasia heard those last two words. But what can be said was that Celly went to the hospital for at least a month of two, Anastasia had to give Celly's parents compensation money (which is only going to be used to fuel their Celly-less vacations) and Erma and Nyxie did not notice what has happened.

Later that afternoon, both Erma and Nyxie has return to their normal sizes. Well, mostly. Their breasts are still slightly better than their heads and their ass are still about twice as that much, but they are mostly back to normal. Since it was getting rather late, they decided to stop cuddling and change into their sleepwear. Erma was now wearing a dark beige negligee while Nyxie was wearing a pale white flowingly dress.
"So, what now?" Nyse ask.
"Well, my MorphTube career is basically over because of a few mistakes I've made a couple of days ago," Erma stated.
"Really? Are you certain that it's over? All just because you couldn't say no to your fans?" Nyxie inquire.
"Okay, you're right... Maybe I was being too dramatic and lost sight of what really matters," Erma said. Nyxie looks at the adopted Eevee, curiously. "Making people happy," she concluded. Nyxie look at her with smile and then hugs her.
"Glad to hear you say that," Nyxie said. Erma graciously returns the hug and two remain that way for a few moments before one the pair yawn and the two decide that it's time for a rest.
Right before they went to bed, Anastasia came by. She has just finish pummeling Celly for early and has already pay Celly's family the compensation money. She too was in her sleepwear, which was a simple little yellow peignoir.
"Are you two ready?" She asked. Erma and Nyxie both nodded. She then tucked them into bed and gave a kiss on their foreheads. She then bids them goodnight and turn off the light before closing the door.
As much as they wanted two began to sleep for the night, Nyxie finds herself unable to. The motherly gesture of Anastasia was beginning to stir up Nyxie's memories and she soon remembers something: her mother.
She remembers how her mother mysteriously disappears on the eve of her thirteen birthday and has alway wonder what happen to her. She wanted to go out and find her mother but she was restrained by her increasingly-abusive father. Less than five years later, she soon manages to escape her home and grab a plane ticket that was supposed to take her to Pokébu. But the airplane was struck down by lightning and it came crashing down in the forest near Morphly Hills instead. Very few people of the roughly four hundred passengers and crew survived and Nyxie was one of, if not the fortunate to not get a single scratch on her. Before she passed out from anxiety, she heard someone that vaguely sounds like her mother said, "You are not the real one."
She was confused by this saying and look at a mirror and then to Erma. Of course, it's no surprise to pretty much anyone that the two share some similarities. Once she got a closer look at Erma, she found that the two of them shares more than they could ever imagine. But Nyxie became intrigued on why they were both so alike yet so different. She look up the moonlit skies and wonder if they are long-lost twins separated by mysterious circumstances.

Author's Note: S'up guys. So this is basically a semi-continuation of the last story. Out of all the other possible stories that I could continue from Phrona's, I felt like this would be the most obvious. Granted, that was the whole Cora & Kate (and Belle but I don't think anyone thought about her as much) and maybe with Britney, Velvet and Sylvia but I wanted to something heartwarming for a change. Samantha and Anastasia are the only ones who I think could work without making it a sequel to Phrona's story. Well, them and their French relatives but I'm still debating on story ideas. But regardless, I had fun writing this, definitely more than most of my other stories.
Also, there is a slight retcon if you've been paying attention. I won't go into it, but it could explain as it come from a different point of view, being Phrona. For all she know is, Erma simply down at her breasts when in really she got a message from someone that may or may not be Celly (though that raises a lot of questions if it was) that made her realize what has happened. Either way, it's a minor detail that doesn't change Phrona's story.
Anyway, if any of you got any suggestions on future stories, then feel free to do so in the comments down before. Until then, I'll see y'all next time!