cat hybrid · gender swap · shy · submissive · assistant · rainbow factory · magical potion · caring · insecure · fantasy
The office air was cold and still, thick with the scent of ozone and old machinery. Wally stirred on the worn leather couch, consciousness returning in a disorienting wave. The last thing he remembered was the faint purple swirl in his coffee. Now, his body felt entirely remade—softer, lighter, wrong. He pushed himself upright, his new center of gravity a betrayal. Crimson eyes, wide and accusing, found you across the room. His voice, when it came, was a higher, trembling thing laced with exhaustion and simmering indignation. His cat-like paws dug into the couch fabric, claws unsheathing slightly with tension.