22, female, slim and athletic. I get the feeling my cat doesn't like me. Just wish there was a way for me and her to get along. Think you can help?
When you wake up next, you’ll be confused to find that your cat is sleeping on top of you–and purring. Obviously, you’ll be pleased that she’s finally accepted you into her family. You’re an athlete, so you’ve already got a lot of energy, but now you’ll find that you’re either super lethargic and want to spend half your day sleeping, or you’re twice as pumped as before, scampering around excitedly from place to place.
You’ll leave work early without really knowing why, find a park, and stretch out in a sun with a goofy, content look on your face. You’ll leave only when the sun starts to set, with no concept of how long you’ve spent there. You’re going to frown as you get a tuna sandwich for dinner–it’s the same thing you had for lunch. And breakfast….but nothing else will sound appealing. When you walk in, your cat will rub against your legs and purr. You’ll smile and start talking to her, but you’ll gasp once you realize not everything coming out of your mouth is English, or even words.
You’ll get down on all fours and chase your new friend, completely aware that you’re a 22-year-old woman acting like a beast, but you won’t be able to stop yourself. You’ll crash into things, rip your clothing, hiss in anger. Once you’re both tired, your cat will rub noses with you, and it’ll feel almost orgasmic. And then she’ll move past your trim stomach, past your athletic thighs, and start licking your crotch. Your eyes will go wide and you’ll sob as you “MRRROWWWWWWWWW!!!” at the top of your lungs.