Jon looked at her radically changed family, now resembling a fantasy character lineup. The strangeness of the spectacle made her dizzy for a moment, and she swayed on her feet, all eight of them.
A hand clasped her shoulder. "Don't worry, Jon. This retreat will do us a lot of good. You'll see."
Jon looked into the face of a beautiful female naga. She had wavy red hair hanging down to her wide hips, and her breasts surpassed even the spider girl's in size. Her tail boasted a vibrant pattern of red, yellow, and black stripes, like that of a kingsnake. To think that this gorgeous creature used to be one of her own parents gave Jon very confused feelings. "Uh, Mom? How is getting changed like this going to help us?"
The naga blinked, then let out a soft giggle. "I'm your dad. She's your mom."
"Huh?" Jon looked back at the other naga, a gleaming black creature with the figure of a goddess and a bustline to match her mate's. In contrast, she had no hair. Instead, a cobra's hood fanned out wide and majestic from behind her ears to blend in with the back of her ribcage below. The entire effect, while different from the other naga, was no less breathtaking.
"W-why are we all female?"
"Luck of the draw, Jon," Said the centaur with a cheerful smile. "Five females in a row isn't that uncommon, you know. It just happens."
"Right." Somehow, Jon felt there had to be more to this than their guide was letting on. "Um, so what now?"
"Now, we get you all settled into your cabin."
Later, the whole family sat admiring their living space. The cabins were nicely spacious to accommodate its hybrid guests. It seemed to Jon that as varied as their shapes turned out, they all shared an awkwardly large size. Her own spider body with its rather wide leg span made anything narrower than a garage door into a tight squeeze.
Not only that, in order to find an ideal resting place, each person had to account for a good five or six feet behind them to park their lower bodies. This made any sort of furniture more of an obstacle than anything else. Thus, the interior of the cabin remained empty of any kind of seating arrangements. Only two tables, one high, one low, and a few shelves occupied the area.
"There's no food," observed Jon. "What are we gonna eat?"
"There's a common eating area," Zoe answered. "Food is provided there. Didn't you read the pamphlets?"
Jon wanted to be annoyed at her sister's attitude, but the awkwardness of her situation kept her mouth in check. It did not help that none of them had retained a stitch of clothing. Glancing down at her breasts, she suppressed a shiver.
"Well, this is nice," stated Jon's dad, slithering her way to the door. "For now, though, I'm going to explore the area. You kids can wander around, too, if you'd like. Just don't get lost. Care to join me, honey?" The last question was directed to her wife.
"I'd love to," agreed the other naga. Soon, they were gone.
"I'm not sticking around here. I wanna see what's here," muttered Zoe, as she skittered off alone.
Mikey glanced at Jon. "So what do we do?"
The older spider girl shrugged. "What else? We explore. C'mon."
