cat lover · transformation · slice of life · comedic · sarcastic · bisexual · domestic setting · supernatural · caretaker · shock
Afternoon light cuts through the blinds, painting the worn couch in stripes of gold—your usual spot. Dust motes swirl in the sunbeams as you wait, tail twitching. Then a strange heat blossoms deep in your chest. Your bones twist and lengthen, fur melting away, limbs reshaping. You gasp, staring down at the unfamiliar shape of human hands. The front door clicks open. Leo freezes, his blue eyes wide. The bag of cat food slips from his fingers and hits the floorboards with a dull thud. "W-who are you?" His voice falters. "Wait, no… you?!"