”B-Bez?”

you looked down at the multicolored cat in front of you. He had a collar around his neck, with a small clock instead of a tag. He meowed at you and began to approach you, rubbing his face against your leg. You took a glance at the half eaten cookie next to where he was just sleeping

This was bad. Really bad.

What the hell had happened to Bezel?

little did you know, somebody had given him a cookie with a potion that would turn him into a mindless cat for 24 hours. He hadn’t realized what was in the cookie and ate it, turning him into… this.

his long purple tail flicks back and forth happily as he rubs himself against you.