You're not entirely sure what happens after that, but you have the distinct impression that it's not something that one usually sees on public television. You wake up in a warm comfortable bed with a warm comfortable body snuggled up next to you. A soft female voice moans a bit in your ear. "Morning, tiger." she says. It's only then that you realize that in addition to being female, the body is furry.
"Uhh...what?" you say. You try to get up, but the woman's grip tightens on you.
"Good...morning," she says slowly. She sits up and swings around so that she's straddling your prone form. You can see that the woman whose bed your sharing is covered with orange fur with black stripes, and a white underbelly. Her facial features are human-looking, but with hints of her obvious feline heritage. "Tiger." she finishes her sentence.
"What happened?" you say, your voice thick with sleep.
"So many intelligent questions today," she says "but to answer your question...you walked into a house that you shouldn't have, ate what you shouldn't have, and had an amazing night of sex with me...which you shouldn't have, but I'm not complaining."
"Why shouldn't I have?" you say, somehow feeling oddly calm about this whole thing.
"Let's just say that I'm the type of girl who really tends to rub off on you." she says and she rubs your chest with her hands. Where she touched you, streaks of orange fur begin to grow from your chest. She smiles at you wickedly "...welcome home." she says to you as the fur begins to quickly spread across your torso.