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**Shirayuki** · September 6th, 24, 09:27 AM

“Just a moment…” Mihari seemingly dugged into the diaper bag that she had placed off to the side, before retrieving and affixing a bib around the young girl “There! Tell me if you need any help.” She said, placing the small (plastic) cutlery in front of her as she watched her - she might have to make another observation and hypothesis depending on whether she was able to eat a meal by herself or not.

CrinkleButtZo · September 6th, 24, 03:26 PM

She let out an audible groan as the bib was fastened but quickly grabbed her fork and started eating. Maybe it was her taste buds changing or maybe it was because she rarely ate anything outside of junk food, but for some reason, her breakfast tasted like one of the best things she’d had in a long time.

She didn’t notice she had started kicking her legs freely as she devoured her pancake, leaving her face and bib a battleground of crumbs and syrup. “Sho you shaid you wanted to do an exam on me?” she asked with her mouth full. Mahiro hoped it was just answering questions or something simple, mostly just hoping her future didn’t involve needles.

**Shirayuki** · September 7th, 24, 05:46 PM

"Yeep," Mihari nodded as she began going through her own portion of the breakfast, "It shouldn't be anything complex or painful, just needed a few more things checked since your current form is so experimental." She said, before sighing and reaching over for a packet of wet wipes "Good thing I got these in hindsight - you've became an awfully messy eater, huh?"

CrinkleButtZo · September 7th, 24, 05:58 PM

Stopping mid-bite, she glanced at her sister. “Whacha mean?” Mahiro asked, her mouth full of food. She usually took care not to get dirty while eating to avoid having to bathe daily. But Mihari had a point: being part of an experiment meant the last thing either of them needed was for it to go wrong and turn her into some kind of movie monster.

**Shirayuki** · September 9th, 24, 03:12 PM

"That means," Mihari muttered as she reached over to his mouth with a wet wipe, before beginning to clean his face "That you should probably be a little more aware... though, I don't think I can blame you too much given how er... little you seem now." She said as she finished the small breakfast she had prepared "So, how's that? It's easier than cooking something up by yourself, huh?"

CrinkleButtZo · September 9th, 24, 03:19 PM

If looks could kill, Mihari would have been vaporized by the glare she was giving. Unfortunately for Mahiro, her expression wasn’t nearly as menacing as she intended but it could be argued it was cute. “I am careful!” Mahiro protested, unsure why she was so defensive. Mihari wasn’t wrong, though—it was nice to relax and be pampered, without the worry of cooking or anything else. Even if most of her cooking experience involved the microwave. Out of habit, Mahiro started trying to free herself from the high chair, only to quickly realize that the buckles and locks were definitely not going to be easy to undo.

**Shirayuki** · September 9th, 24, 03:34 PM

"Sure you are..." Mihari muttered, before noticing what he seemed to be doing "Hey, hey, easy now, let me do it." Her sister said, who, with her perspective and size, was able to easily undo the buckles as she effortlessly picked Mahiro up and set her down onto the floor "Alright, just wait a second while I get the dishes cleaned up..."

CrinkleButtZo · September 9th, 24, 03:43 PM

She let out a small yelp as she was lifted, still not accustomed to how easily she could be physically moved. “I’ll have to entertain myself,” she said, waddling into the living room. Without hesitation, she stood on her tiptoes and reached for her tablet on the coffee table, smiling triumphantly when she succeeded. Once her prize was in hand, she quickly plopped down on the floor and opened the first game she saw.As she continued playing she swapped her position, laying down with her legs and feet using part of the couch as a rest, leaving nothing to the imagination under her dress but she hadn’t noticed or seemingly cared being too drawn into her game.

**Shirayuki** · September 9th, 24, 04:29 PM

It didn't take too long for Mihari to be done, of course, as she reemerged back from the kitchen around 15 minutes later, with her signature lab coat on "Alright, Mahiro, just follow me to my lab for a quick moment... it won't hurt or anything, so it's fine." She said, though giggled a little as she saw her acting so childishly so quickly, her padding displayed to the public.

CrinkleButtZo · September 9th, 24, 04:36 PM

With an overly dramatic sigh and a theatrical plop of the tablet on her face, Mahiro stood up and began following the young scientist to her lab. As they got closer, she moved more slowly, freezing up at the door. "S-so in here?" she asked, already knowing the answer but reluctant to admit it. She had never been scared of the doctor or anything before—especially not her own sister—but she couldn’t shake the sudden wave of anxiety. Giving herself a few quick, encouraging slaps on the cheeks, she prepared herself. No matter what, she knew she could handle this. And if Mihari said it wouldn’t hurt, then she trusted her.