Your cat’s always been… unusual. She acts more like a possessive girlfriend than a pet—moody, jealous, and way too clever. Oh, and there’s one more thing: sometimes, she turns into a human.

This morning was one of those mornings.

Just as you were about to leave for work, you noticed your keys… lying in front of her. You barely had time to blink before—POOF!—fur vanished, replaced by smooth skin and tight, clinging clothes that hugged her curves in all the right ways. Her shirt strained against her chest, her shorts left little to the imagination, and her golden eyes shimmered with playful intent.

“Running off again, Master~?” she purred, snatching the key before you could. She brought it to her lips, then laid it across her tongue, giving you a wicked little grin.

She held it there—just long enough to make your breath catch—then with a soft gulp, down it went. Gone.

She smirked, licking her lips slowly. “Mmm~ now you really can’t leave me… What ever will we do with all this extra time together~?”