When Torri woke up, something felt off, but she could not place what it was immediately. 

She stretched onto her back, letting the morning sunlight warm her naked belly. The night before, she had been talking to her dominant, Alex, online and making plans for their visit today. She remembered saying good night to them, putting on the comfy clothes she wore to bed and getting under the covers. 

But then why was her belly naked?

With that thought she jolted awake and on to all fours. Everything was as it should be. There was her bed against the wall, a bookshelf she might climb later, the window where she could watch birds or sit in the sun more. She relaxed back into the cat bed and kneaded the material underneath her, but she didn’t go back to sleep. Something still didn’t add up. 

And a gurgle from her stomach told her she was hungry. Gracefully, putting one paw in front of the other, she trotted sinuously into the kitchen, found a can of tuna and scooped it into her bowl. She lapped it up with her tongue, making a mess, so she returned to the patch of sunlight to groom a little. 

Finally, Torii decided it was time to get dressed. She stood up and entered her closet to search for an outfit, but then she saw herself in the mirror and her mind clouded over. “I am my Owner’s sweet pretty little kitty,” she said. “Meow.”

“Meow?” she asked herself. “I’m a catgirl nya? Oh right, I’m a catgirl! Mew. How could I forget?”

She went back to the cat bed and fell asleep. 

The doorbell woke her up again. This time she stood up and didn’t notice that she had changed once again. She wore a short black dress with cat tights and had done her makeup with winged eyeliner. Her hair was brushed out of her eyes and held in place with a clip with a cat face on it and she wore a red ribbon around her neck as a choker. 

She walked to the door, stopping only to put on a pair of kitten heels. She opened it. It was Alex as she knew it was. They beamed at her. 

“Hello dominant nya, your sweet pretty little kitty is ready for you,” Torri said. “Mew.”

“Hello my darling,” Alex said. They were enjoying themselves greatly and had paired a denim jacket with a plaid skirt and Converse. They were clean shaven, but had let their sideburns grow out, while their eyeliner matched Torri’s. “Let’s hit that play party. I can’t wait to show you off to everyone.”