Jeff absorbed the changes that he was seeing pretty well, espeically since none of them were any stranger than what he'd already decided to do. "I really want to get back to being a cat for a while."
Mike grinned, "Why don't you?"
"Because Jack told me to watch you, kiddo," he said with a grin. "I don't want to spend my first few days as a cat in the doghouse."
Mike thought for a few moments, "How about if we make us both cats, then? You'll still be watching me, after all. After everything else that's happened, why would he object?"
Jeff nodded quickly in agreement. "Great idea! Why don't you write a quick note for Jack...er... dad, I guess. How long do you want to be a cat?"
Mike shrugged. "I don't know. A few hours should be enough. Maybe 12?"
Jeff nodded, "Any preferences?"
Mike smiled, "Just make me male, I'm done with being female."
Jeff nodded and started putting together a male cat version for Mike. He started with the female cat from his own profile as a baseline, then started playing around with it. He swtiched it to male, made him a bit larger, and turned the instinct up a bit. He left the coat a sleek black and saved it.
Mike came back into the room. "There's a note on the kitchen table. What have you got for me?"
Jeff didn't say anything, just hit the enter button. Mike started to object, but didn't say anything as his clothes vanished to be replaced by growning black fur. As his body shrank, he fell to all fours and seemed to marvel at his new paws.
Once the transformation was complete, Jeff switched to the female profile and made a couple small adjustments, most importantly removing the time limit. If he was ever going to be human again, someone would have to transform him.
He stood in front of the emitter and let it wash over him, feelin delight as he fell to all fours, the black fur sprouting from his skin. He twisted his rapidly altering head down to watch as his gender changed. A purr flowed from her throat as her muzzle grew in.
Jeff, now Jezebel again, had left her human memories more or less intact. She walked over to Mike and started purring and sniffing at him. It wasn't long before Mike seemed to catch a wiff of something, something he was fighting.
Jezebel walked out of the room, closely followed by Mike. Inwardly, she smiled. She'd made sure that she would be in heat, and that her mate would be perfect purebreed match for her slinky black cat. She had set it up so that Mike couldn't resist even if he wanted.
She led him to the backyard and stopped under a bush, swishing her tail slowly back and forth. It was more than Mike could stand.
In a flash, he was on her. Jezebel reveled in the feeling of a cat well on her way to motherhood.