Meanwhile with Jeff, he'd wanted to get his girlfriend Jenny here and show her the bar in his closet. Sadly, she wasn't available. So instead, Jeff returned to his closet alone.
As he stepped through his closet, he felt a familiar wave hit him as he aged back up again to an adult.
He found himself in the bar again, but now, there was a chick sitting at one of the stools. She had straight black hair to her back, and was wearing a tight tube dress. She turned around and looked at him.
"Jeff? Hello!" she beamed.
"Hey?" Jeff replied. He guessed this woman was conjured by the chronivac.
The woman jumped off the stool and then rushed to Jeff. She placed each of her hands on his shoulders and rested her chin on his chest. "Hey," she giggled and smiled.
Jeff was a little taken aback by the sudden invasion of his personal space by what seemed to be a pretty drunk girl. She was pretty though, with large blue eyes staring at him. They seemed familiar somehow.
"Who're you?" he asked her.
"I'm Missy," she smiled
"That's my cat's name," Jeff mumbled.
"It's me. I'm Missy. I was a cat, but now I am human." Missy stepped away and bounced up and down. "It's very fun."
Jeff was shocked. This was his cat. Though, he guessed it made sense considering what had happened to him. Still, it's wild to think this chick was actually Missy.
Missy returned to Jeff, hugging him, and pressing her body unto him. Missy had always been a cuddly affectionate cat, but this was different. This was a human woman, and Jeff could feel her chest being pressed at him, and with how eager she was, Jeff couldn't help but touching her. As he stroked her back, she purred. Jeff went further, he moved his hand to her rear and squeezed it.
"Jeff," Missy giggled. "I like you."
"I like you too Missy," Jeff spoke softly.
"Ahem," the bartender coughed, reminding Jeff that even if this was his closet, it was still a "public space".
He pushed Missy off him. "We have to stop," he said.
"Aww," she pouted. "I want more, like with you and Jenny. I am a human now. Can't we too do that?"
Was she suggesting sex? Did his cat want to fuck him. Not something the bartender would allow here, and stepping out, she would return to being a normal cat. Nevermind that, did he really want to take her up on her offer. He wouldn't cheat on Jenny with his cat.
"I'm sorry, we can't. I need you to stop," Jeff said.
Missy was dissappointed, but then her expression changed. "Not like I wanted anything from you anyways, hmph." She turned and looked away. She stepped back to the barstool and said "Bartender! Give me more!" And soon, she was drinking another beer.