As you are still trying to comprehend the transformation that has just happened to you, you hear a low chuckling coming from behind you. Your ears involuntarily swivel and you back up, turning around. From behind the bead curtains steps your best friend, Will. You yowl out in relief and scamper towards him, purring. Maybe he can help! But you realize just a second too late that his laughter isn't benevolent, it's smug and triumphant. He reaches down and scoops you up in his grasp. He holds you up out in front of him, hands under your front legs. Your back legs squirm and kick as you try to get out of his grip.
He strokes your calico and white fur and stares into your yellow eyes. Your tail twitches nervously behind you. "Wow! I didn't think that would work that well..." he says, eyeing you. "You're probably wondering why I transformed you into a cat. Well, the simple answer is I'm having a date tonight. You know, it's Sonja from fifth period? She's crazy about cats. And If I had one, I would have a better chance of hooking up with her. But since you can't exactly rent cats for the night, I decided to transform you."
You honestly can't believe what you are hearing. Your best friend has turned you into a cat just so he could impress a girl. You hiss at Will and try to slash at him with your claws. "Now, now, that's no way to treat the person who holds the keys to the rest of your life." These words stop you in your movements. Just what did he mean by that?
"I transformed you by putting this special serum on the cat who scratched you's claws. You should change back Sunday night." You yowl in disappointment when you realize that it's Friday afternoon. "But..." Will continues, "If you try and run away or ruin my date, I have a few tricks up my sleeve..." He sets you on a nearby table and you stand there, tail flicking, watching him. He opens his jacket and you notice several glass vials in the pockets. "This one..." he says, pointing to a vial full of hot pink liquid, "Will turn you female. You never know how horny those stray male cats will be this weekend." He picks up a neon green vial. "Each drop of this one prolonged the duration of your transformation by a day. Down this whole thing and you'll be a cat the rest of your life." He plucks red, yellow, orange and blue vials from the pockets. "Red makes you an anthro, although I don't know why I'd want to do that. Blue makes you a were-cat. Whoever you scratch becomes a cat too. Yellow makes you female AND carrying a litter of kittens. Orange makes you human again." He finishes explaining the vials and turns to look at you.
You yowl in terror and leap off of the workbench, landing on the tile floor. Unfamiliar with your new paws, you slip and tumble, sliding into the wall. Will runs over and scoops you up by the scruff of your neck. He place your squirming body in a cat carrier and slams the grated metal door. "Off to my house, Sonja's gonna be there in an hour..." he picks up your case and walks out of the mall, heading to his car. The whole time, you are yowling and scratching at the bars with your claws.
He opens the passenger door and puts you on the passenger seat. He slams the door and walks over to the driver's side, entering. He then starts the car and drives down the road, towards his house, a horrible feeling rising in your stomach.