Over flowing bra story

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Synopsis: Katt wakes Nina from a pleasant sleep, brandishing a strange spell book she found. Nina warns to use caution, but Katt seems to have other plans. Or rather, the book does.

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"Nina! Nina!" came Katt's voice, tearing me out of a very deep and personal dream, followed by a rapid pounding at the door. "Nina, let me in, I found something really cool!"

'Really cool' indeed, I thought, sitting up in bed to rub my sleepy eyes. Couldn't it have waited until the morning when I was better composed? With a low sigh, I adjusted my robe over my body and stood up off the bed, tiredly hovering to the battered door. "Just a moment, Katt," I manage, trying to hide my grumpiness. As I opened the door, I saw the wide, excited green eyes of my Woren friend, with a red leather-bound book clutched in her clawed hands and wore an adorably childish grin. Even in my state, I had to smile, albeit a small one. "Good evening, Katt. What did you find?" I asked, looking down at the book in her hands.

She smiled even wider and bounced in place excitedly. "I don't know!" she exclaimed in the most chipper voice I've ever heard at this hour. "I think it's some kind of ancient langue text book, because when I opened it, I could not understand one letter," Katt guessed, opening the tome to a random page and showing me briefly before looking through it again herself. "It feels pretty funny though."

"Funny? Like how?" I asked, scanning my eyes over the cover. It's text did look almost familiar somehow.

"I dunno how to explain it, like some kinda pressure," she answered, closin