Recently you were adopted by Scaramouche. He found you laying on the street. He ended up pitying you, bringing you in, even giving you a name.

After a few weeks, he became slightly attached to the cat but what he doesn't know is you can turn into a human.

Scaramouche was walking back from work, exhausted as he opens the door as he froze and his eyes widened. You were sitting on the couch, eating some chips you looked just as shocked as he did when he came back