"Miaow?"Chad asked as he moved stealthily toward the voice and squeaky sound.
Chad paused and shook his head. He just made the sound a cat makes instead of the human words he meant to speak. Was he dreaming? Chad looked at his front paw. He raised it, turned the pad to face him. He sniffed it, then licked it. The sensation of the rough tongue on his velvety footpad was beyond anything he could have imagined. It wasn't a dream. It was real. He glared up at the only human in the field house. This had to be the person responsible for his current circumstance.
"Come here, Mr. Kitty, come on," he said punctuating each word with a squeak from the rubber toy in his hand.
Chad arched his back and hissed.
The figure stood up straight and shook his head. He pulled out a plastic spray bottle, aimed it at Chad, and spritzed it, as he said, "Bad Kitty!"
Chad leapt back with a shriek as the cold water assaulted him from the sprayer. This guy had to be kidding! BAD KITTY, indeed. Chad would show this villain just how bad CatChad could be. He crouched as if he was about to pounce.
Damn, he was smaller than he used to be, or this guy was a giant? Chad calculated the odds of success of a straight on attack. He had claws, but that guy had a water bottle and outweighed him by over 100 lbs, maybe 150 lbs. Chad was still getting used to his new size, and was unsure of his actual weight and length. Was he a kitten or full grown cat or somewhere in between? His eyes darted around the empty field house.
"Come here now, Chad!" the figure ordered, and stomped his foot. Dust rose around his stomp. Chad leapt backwards a few feet.
The Secret Admirer sighed. Then softly he said, "Sorry, Chad, didn't mean to startle you. Now come here. You know stray cats end up at the pound, and if they're not adopted in 30 days they end up being put down. Even if they're adopted, they get their nuts cut off. You don't want to lose your balls do you stud?"
The hair on Chad's back rose higher with each comment. He turned his eyes to check out his back half. He had a long tail, and thank goodness he was still male, even if he was a cat.
"Chad, I'm the only one who knows who you really are, and the only one who can change you back. So come here, I don't have all day," he said testily.
"Mi-yow," said Chad with a yawn as his body appeared to relax. He took a step toward his tormentor.