Girl to cat tf
The Cat transformation, otherwise referred to as the "cat TF" is one of several transformations within Degrees of Lewdity. The name of the transformation will vary depending on the player's sex. How the player's transformation is identified as is listed below:. These transformations have separate requirements, and as such, no points will be obtained towards the transformation if the player tries either of these methods.
Years old: 42
Color of my hair: I have long crisp hair
Favourite drink: Mulled wine
My hobbies: Hunting
The cat screeched and fell off the fence back onto Miles' side. She got up and walked out to the field where all the students met for exercise. If she could just cross the parking lot without being seen, she could make it home. She felt a hand shaking her awake. In seclusion, she slowly realized what was happening to her. She decided to approach him and apoplogize for what had happened. Cleaning off the blood, she tousled the collie's head and stood up. Then the room returned to darkness and there was no of Bast. She had softball practice every day after school, and only Kayla remained nearby to watch over her garden.
The smirk on her face was the only indication she had been up to anything. She was beginning to feel really bad about the whole thing. Tabitha quickly ran inside and put her gun away.
When she walked onto the field, she saw the freshly cut grass lay in piles near the cement basketball courts. The sun had set when Tabitha took up a position watching her garden. Someone shot Nosy last night really bad! Who are you and how did you get in my bedroom.? The cat belonged to Miles, the boy next door, and was the same age as her collie. Who are you?!!!!!! The next shot hit the collar and bounced, but her next knocked the tom's front leg out from under him. I'm sorry I'm sorry Miles That Miles would be this broken up over his cat hadn't occured to her.
Tabitha wasn't able to watch out for the cat either.
The tip of her nose was seperate from the rest of her nose and it was a light pink in color and damp. She checked her watch impatiently.
Tabitha looked at the scratches on her dog Kayla's muzzle. You should be ashamed of yourself! She was turning into a cat.
She was a pretty girl, rather boyish in appearence, about thirteen, with short chestnut hair, and she was tall for her age, towering over most of the boys at school. It was then that the orange tom announced his presence atop the wooden fence.
She hated that cat from the first day she saw it as a kitten, two years ago. After it became evident that no one was answering, she glared at the woman and demanded " What did you do to my parents? The first shot went off perfectly. You took pleasure in causing him pain Who will give him justice? She had complained to Miles several times after school, but though he promised each time would be the last, he never bothered to keep an eye out for his furry orange terror. Her eyes darted everywhere.
Only her eyes betrayed her unearthly nature, for they were the slit pupils of a cat.
Within minutes she had left the building and was crossing the parking lot. The mask was obviously of a feline, but of what sort Tabitha could not tell. Calling for her friends to come and watch, she threw the ball and sent Kayla chasing after it. She started waking briskly towards the building's exit. But she was a miserable guard where the cat was concerned. Panicking, she ran inside to the restrooms and looked at her face.
She had ignored her fickle friends and entertained herself by teaching her new puppy some tricks. How can you let him walk all over you? The smell tickled her nose and she sneezed. It looked like a cat's nose. She needed to get away. Miles had come by with that scrawny little ball of fur and all the girls had gone soft and mushy over it.
She opened one eye a crack and saw a shadowy figure standing next to her dresser. She kept imagining people were watching her. Will you pay for the hurt you have caused him? There was eight, arranged in pairs down her chest and stomach.
Oh god! She sighed again and finished cleaning off Kayla's wounds. Do you want to come along? She jumped into the bathroom and got ready for bed. She began to wonder if it could tell she was laying in ambush for it. She was gonna fix that cat but good.
Panicked, the cat tried to scramble up the fence, but his injured leg slowed him down. She had her B. No of that darn cat yet. He jumped down to the dirt and proceeded to water the neatly ordered plot of earth that was Tabitha's garden. Tabitha's first class was P. As she undressed in the silence, her brushed against a wart on her stomach. She wiped her hands on her jeans and squatted down again. Her heart raced.
The headdress looked like those on a mummycase, and shined with an aura of unearthly light. She couldn't let anyone see her like this. It was almost nine o'clock, and her mother would be telling her to get ready for bed before too long. Everyone rushed out of the lockers and she was left alone. He looked as if he hadn't gotten any sleep.
He was always in the house all day, reading books or playing the violin.
The bell rang and other girls began filtering into the locker room. Ducking behind cars, she made her way through the lot to the edge where the fence was.
Kayla was rudely interupted by a hissing orange furball that charged the ball and defended it with a savage swipe to Kayla's nose. The tom howled in pain and Tabitha quickly advanced another round and pumped the rifle. It was the most beautiful woman Tabitha had ever seen. She sneezed several times in succession and when she wiped her nose, she felt an unfamiliar rough moistness to it.
When the bell rang, she was hiding in the stalls. Well today was the last straw. Witha sinking feeling, she guessed what they were. The face behind it was breathtaking.
Then in a voice like a purr, she spoke. Putting her normal clothes back on, she snuck out into the hallway. Tabitha screamed for her parents for several minutes while the mysterious figure simply stood there and stared. Looking about, she paused and took a deep breath. The next morning at school, Tabitha saw Miles wandering the hall in a daze. Tossing a tennisball in her yard, she had Kayla fetching it with just a little practice.
You have harmed one of my children. She had just gotten Kayla, and had been showing her off to all her girlfriends. Smiling with glee, Tabitha took careful aim at his mean little eye and fired. The cat had promptly taken over the neighborhood and was the ruin of many a garden, Tabitha's included. The cat from hell was being a real pain lately.
Rolling over to the opposite end in alarm, she shouted "Aaaaahhhhh!!!!!!