Unlocking her door and stepping in, Kathryn smirked as she announced, "I'm home my kitties~!" Almost immediately came a cacophony of feet padding against the hardwood floor as her cat boys flooded into the foyer of the large interior home all of them meowing happily, "Welcome home, mistress! Meow!" with a few of them on two feet and purring against her arms while others got on all fours and rubbing their naked bodies against her legs lovingly.
Yes, unlike those only slightly affected by the spell, her very own cat boys began to act more like house cats, including the need to be bare and natural. Kathryn couldn't help but see this as adorable, especially when they ran across rooms to meet her, causing their flaccid penises to flop about. She loved them all the same despite their nudity, which if anything, helped with the fact that they were indeed her pets.
Once the initial excitement passed, Kathryn went about her home as she and her cat boys began their normal activities. Second to owning cats, the young witch liked to grow various plants around the house, ranging from typical indoor plants for nice appearances to magical botany used in various potions and dusts for future use. As she goes around tending to each one, it was not unlikely that her legs would be bombarded with the comforting sensation of silky smooth skin or soft plush fur hair being rubbed against her by her kitties vying for her attention. Otherwise, most of them would be lounging around, grooming themselves and each other, and napping in warm sunspots as house cats do.
When not tending to the many houseplants and arcane herbs, she like to play with her kitties, using typical cat toys to make them run in comedic small circles as cats do, laser pointers to make them run around, and simply scratching behind their ears in typical feline fashion.
Despite still retaining their hands, her cat boys loved to eat from their human-sized bowls with their mouths, not minding that their cat food would sometimes stick to their feline noses as they just simply used their flat, sandpaper-like tongues to lick them off. And thanks to the lack of fur, their grooming would only serve to keep their skin smooth and clean without any risk of hairballs.
And once the day is done, Kathryn would retire to her large bedroom, which could rival a queen's in size, and with her cat boys following her mistress happily. She would then drift off into bed as her pets curled up on and around her bed, their light purrs lulling all into a peaceful sleep.