Only seconds before his tail hit the execute key, Tim felt a tugging at his tail.
"Nice try, Kitty!", boomed Szythalimew and lifted him from the desk, before Tim
could do anything with the Chronivac.
"It seems like you weren't so inferior like the rest of your wasted species. Perhaps I should reward you for taking care of me in all this years.",
said the cat man and began working on the Chronivac, "Ah, I see what you tried. Mmmh, I think I could work with this."
A second time this day Tim felt the tugging and shivering of a changing and his
transformation was almost like his first, but backwards. He began to grow up again
and lost all his fur, but when he finished he noticed that he kept his cat ears, tail
and had now feline, claw like hands. He also noticed that he wasn't his old height,
his eyes only at a level with the hairy chest of his captor. Tim looked down at his
body and... "Oh,oh!"
At the very last he noticed that HE changed more than HE thought. For example the
ample breasts, SHE now sported, or the long, flowing, blonde hair, or the slim hourglass
figure, or HER , now literally, pussy.
"What have you done to me?!", demanded Tim in an irritating high pitched voice.
"Well, this is your reward.", answered Szythalimew, "Now you will be my pet and servant. Once our invasion is complete you will live with me and I
will take care for you. Oh, and to my amusement I gave you some habits, which you stupid humans think are so typically catlike. Here look at
this!"
With this words he took a wool ball at Tim. When Tim caught the wool instinctively her gaze was immediately fixed on the ball.
All her thoughts about her anger, her transformations, her fear vanished and were replaced with the urgent thoughts about
playing with this wool ball. Rolling it between her paws, clawing at it, chasing it, fidgeting with it.
"Now you only need some clothes, at least until the invasion is complete and this human skin is so ineffective for keeping you warm.", said
the alien cat and summoned the clothes for Tim with the Chronivac. Soon she was wearing a classical maid dress with a hole for her tail,
black mary janes and a black leather collar with a small bell attached. Szythalimew knew very well that Tim now looked like a stereotypical
cat girl right from a manga and intended it as an homage to Tim's affection to this sort of stories. He also made much tamer than Tim
would have assumed, so couldn't interfere with his further plans for their worldwide invasion and would obey his command.
"Hmm, I think Tim wouldn't be an appropriate name for you anymore, so I will call you Tammy. Now follow me, my pet, we have a lot of work to
do. And if you behave, Tammy, than you will get a nice fish for diner.", said Szythalimew and walked out of the room.
Tammy, who hated fish all her former life, licked her lips at the thought of a nice fresh fish for dinner, put her wool ball to place were she will
find it later and followed her new master out of the room. Somehow the thought of disobeying didn't even bother her mind.