Your tabby cat, Luna, had always strolled around your house like she owned the place. Your cat grew steadily, changing. Her fur contracted into her skin. Her skin became the light pinkish tint of flesh. She grew until she looked almost completely human, except she kept her venom-green cat's eyes. You could see the retractable claws housed in her fingers. She had black hair and was tall and thin. She looked lithe and fit. You weren't sure how, but she seemed to have developed clothing. A gray tank top and jeans. Although you hated to admit it, your cat looked pretty sexy, curvy and smooth in all the right places. She looked at you with a quizzical look, questioning. You couldn't answer. You err still in shock. She bared her teeth. They were still sharp as knives. She struggled to make some type of noise. Than finally, her voice began to work.
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