(Women into cats)
A cloud of warm steam comes out when the door of the bath was open, standing in the middle of the doorframe a feminine silhouette fogged by the vapor.
Katy Perry walked outside of the cloud drying her long dark hair with a towel and with another towel around her torso being the only that separates her desirable and voluptuous body from nakedness.
"Mmmmm... the comforts of being a famous singer..."
She began to walk towards the vanity table with her naked feet leaving wet and warm steps in the floor of the luxurious dressing room, she puts the wet towel over the table and sits in the big chair in front of the big mirror.
She grabs the small jar of cherry blossom body milk, unscrew it, puts a bit of the lotion in the tip of her fingers and began to massage her long legs with it.
She sighs in relief after the long day of filming as the cold lotion is extended through her soft skin, like every time she release a videoclip she was a bit stressed.
Her eyes get a glimpse of the front cover of one of the magazines over the table.
"And for making it worse those asshole are having a feast..."
Since the release of her last song, Dark Horse 2, a lot of critics have begun to say that she was lame, repetitive and uninspired.
She knows she shouldn't care or be too harsh with the critics, but it was frustrating.
The idea of making a sequel to a song was not all that original, but she thought that I could be fun, of course her fans, and her manager, love it and the videoclip was going to be a success for sure, but was annoying see those comments saying that she doesn't want to put effort anymore.
That wasn't true, she wants to strive! It's just that she needs some time for herself...
She sighs again, this time with irritation, and pass from a leg to the other bowing her back a bit and looking to the other side of the table, trying to avoid the magazines.
Was at that moment when her blue eyes got a glimpse of the green gem in the collar of the large statue of a big eared cat in the shadows of a side of the room.
The shining green caught her attention completely, filling her eyes and calling her with a soundless melody.
Katy lifts from the chair and begins to walk slowly towards the statue, one step at time, wondering how or why such a leftover ugly piece of atrezzo can have that beautifully collar around the neck.
When she was halfway, the towel that was covering her torso falls to the floor, leaving her pale skin completely nude and exposing the well shaved lips of her intimate parts and her well rounded breasts, but she keeps walking indifferent to her nudity.
She kneels in front the big statue and touches one of the big ears of the cat, now a bit insecure in front of the silent stone eyes that seems to have an expression of deep sorrow.
But she slowly slides the hand through the face and the neck of inanimate beast and finally touches the collar.
The collar was made with separate sections of onyx, each one with a golden simbol that escapes her comprehension and in the central section the green stone that was filling her mind and her actions.
With a trembling hand she began to untie it, while the other caress the shining gem.
Finally a clicking sound released the collar that falls gently on her hand, she gives a kiss to the gem and close her eyes, that were at the verge of tears, and then, slowly, puts the collar around her own neck.
The gem shined brightly with own light at the moment the collar closed his hug around Katy's neck and in the middle of the green stone appeared a dark vertical line, like the one of a cat's pupil.
Katy blinked confused and wiped the tear that was falling for her cheek.
"What was I doing... ?"
She lifts from her knees and walks back towards the vanity table, with naked insecure steps and with a hand in her forehead, trying to focus her fogged mind.
But at the moment she gave her back to the stone cat, a crack appeared in the solid rock of the animal's back.
When Katy was passing over the towel that was once covering her body, a fluffy and thick black fur began to slowly grow around her crotch that leaves her with an hairy pussy at the moment that she reached the table and sits again in the chair.
Katy blinked a couple more times, still confused, and see in the mirror reflex that the her blue eyes look now bigger and that the pupils have turn vertical.
"What was it...?"
She blinks again at the moment her nose began to become upturned, turning slowly into a light pink, and at the sides of her mouth began to grow long whiskers.
More cracks appear in the cat statue, one of them breaking through the tip of the tail to the back of the head and makes one of the big ears fall and hit the ground, revealing a long mane of silver hair under the stone.
"NYA! Yeah! I was cleaning!"
Exclaims Katy cheerfully, showing her now sharp teeth, and then began to lick her arm happily.
As she licks, the nails of all her fingers began to get longer and sharp and her ears get bigger and pointy, climbing to the top of her head and peering outside of her dark hair as they get covered in the same black fur that she had now all around her crotch.
The crack of the statue's ear grows bigger through the stone cat's face, breaking one of the eyes, under it shows a closed eyelid of tanned skin that suddenly opens revealing a fierce yellow eye.
Katy slides from the chair and falls over her naked butt, her hands and feet began to twist and cover in fur, fluffy pads appearing under they and her thumbs began to turn smaller until they become laughably little.
She looks to the reshaped paws, still happily oblivious, and raise her right leg up with surprising flexibility and began to lick the skin of the thigh that still taste slightly like cherries.
The mouth of the statue finally falls to the ground and in his place appear a pair of smiling lips.
In the top of Katy's butt grows another patch of fur that began to elongate into a lumps and then into a meandering long tail that began to wiggle happily in her owner's back.
At the time that a new pair of sets of nipples began to grow all over the singer's torso the statue behind her finally breaks enough to release his prisoner.
The tall woman stretched her limbs and cleaned the dust of her stone jail from the mane.
She brushed the silver bush of her crotch and massaged a bit her huge boobs, smiling with relief.
"Hmmm... Who would thought that the hardest part would not be gathering the energy back, but to be alone with someone dumb enough to grab the necklace?"
Katy's big ears shake in the top of her head and she stops licking herself and looks back with surprise to the mysterious woman.
The woman began to poke her ears, tossing more dust from inside of them, as she walks over the broken stone that imprisoned her for so long.
"Well, well, well... What we have here?"
The singer gets in fours over her hairy paws, with her tail and her ears lowered in anticipation, and hissed showing her fangs with fierceness to the unknown menace.
The woman gets closer to the singer without fear and dodges easily the attempt of scratching from the half-cat woman and began to pet her behind the ears.
Katy's eyes open in surprise for the sudden wave of pleasure and she can't avoid purr softly with joy.
"Oooh... How cute..."
With a clicking sound the woman ends the petting and removes the collar from around Katy's neck and gives some steps back, looking cheerfully to the changing woman.
Katy blinked a couple of times in confusion, then she looked to the tall silver haired woman that was playing with the collar and looking down with a smirk of superiority, then she looked to her furry paws and then she looked behind to the wagging tail at the end of her back covered in fur.
"Whay... whenya... but... but... MEEEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOW!"
The singers bones began to twist and crack as her body began to decrease in mass and she can't avoid meow in pain with a high voice, now aware of the changes and feeling the warm tingly sensation over all of her skin.
"What is happening!?!?!"
Screams her mind.
She tries to get up, but before even getting in her knees she falls again in fours.
Trapped in that position her boobs began to get smaller to match the rest of her teats and she began to cry and meow in pain and frustration.
"Darling you shouldn't be so picky, at least you will still be able to move when it finish..."
She looks with rage to the mocking lady, with tears falling from her eyes as she sees how the woman and the world around become bigger and bigger as she becomes smaller.
Her silhouette became totally lost under the sea of dark feline fur that covers her body and that soon begins to grow also in her face when her hair began to fall to the floor.
With her tears getting lost in the fur, she closed her eyes, meowing with impotence as she feels how her face began to reshape and push into a muzzle.
The collar glows brightly in the woman's hands as the cat's pupil fades from the gem and the singer finally becomes a black cat meowing in the floor.
After a moment of silences that seemed eternal, Katy opens her eyes slowly, panting, afraid of what she might see.
She looked around to the now bigger world and down to her paws and she meows in horror trying to talk.
But before she can do anything else the silver haired woman grabbed her from the back of the neck and lifted her small body without much difficulty... or delicacy.
The woman throws unceremoniously the meowing cat over the vanity table as she sits in the chair.
Katy meows to her with indignation, but the woman ignored her and picked one of the magazines of the table and began to check the pages.
"Sorry furball, but time is running and I have already lost a lot of it... Let's see... Mmmmmm... I have to admit, this english thingy that people speaks now is conveniently easy compared with hieroglyphs..."
Katy hissed, putting spaces between her and the mischievous woman and wondering if she should attack her, but then she hits the cold glass of the mirror with her naked furry butt and looks back.
She stood freezed in surprise watching her new small feline body.
The big blue cat eyes, the furry ears, the cute pink nose between the whiskers on her muzzle, the long tail at the end of her rear.
She meow with dismay, putting one of her furry paws in the mirror, checking that the reflex was really hers.
"How... how it's this even possible?"
Her mind was blocked in shock, trying to assimilate the situation and pleading for it to be a nightmare when the silver haired woman talked again, breaking her thought and making her jump in surprise.
"Come on, don't be such a pussy , if what says here is half truth I actually have made you a favor!"
Said the woman putting the magazine, open in a double-page spread of a picture of Katy's human body in bikin, in the table with a big slam.
"Let's see... this should be easy..."
The woman grabbed the collar, extending her arms in front of her face, right over the magazine and then began to whispered in an ancient tongue with her eyes close.
The cat's eyes opened with fear as the light of the room blinked a little and she recoiled against the mirror, the woman bites her lips and moans a little, trying to not break the incantation and breathing heavily.
She was feeling her body getting sweaty, her bones cracking, the flesh reshaping.
The mischievous woman was losing some inches of height, her face boiling as water in a pot as it lose his ferocity and turns more friendly, more rounder and cheerful.
The chin and the nose lost their pointy look, the breasts get a bit more larger, the fingers turn more shorter.
With a final loud moan the incantation ended and the changes finished.
The silver haired woman opened her eyes slowly and looked herself in the mirror, caressing her hair and putting the collar in the table.
"Well, well, well, I guess I lost some practice..."
The cat watched the woman with her small mouth open, her hair was still bright grey, her iris still of ferocious yellow and the skin of tanned bronze, but everything else, from voice to toe, was an exact copy of Katy Perry's body.
"But it could work... What do you think?"
The fake Katy gives an smirk to the feline Katy, an smirk that clearly doesn't belongs in that face.
The cat meows outraged for what was happening, first she lost her body and now that woman had the intention of steal her looks, her life!
Katy wasn't going to permit it, she instinctively lowers her back, preparing herself to pounce over the imposter, when the door of the room opened and her bald manager appeared in the frame, talking while looking to the papers he had in his hands
"Katy, sorry for bothering, but you should give a look to this... this..."
The papers slip from the chubby fingers of the man when he raises the head and see the naked woman and the angry cat in the vanity table.
"What... what's going on?"
Before Katy could react the impostor grabbed her from the neck again, holding the cat against her boobs and walking unashamedly nude towards the speechless manager.
"Katy your hair, your skin...! What have you done! What are those contact lenses...?"
"Oh... I just thought that would be good to make a little... change of image... you... hem... servant... man...?"
The silver haired Katy gave a long and uncomfortable smile to the short manager, the cat between her breasts meows exasperated.
The man gives to a long look to the woman.
"It... It's this for the critics...?"
The mischievous impostor stopped a moment to think.
"Yeah, sure, exactly... the critics... whatever..."
She puts the cat in the man's chest and the manager grabs the animal, confused.
"This naughty kitty entered in the room through a window, could you take care of her... please?"
Katy meows again with indignation.
She screamed in her mind while hissing, trying to scratch the woman with her claws.
"Huuu... you are a very naughty kitty..."
The woman responds with an smirk, gently knocking the cat's nose with a finger.
"But... but Katy... there's any windows in the room..."
The impostor stopped again to think, smiling and giving a long look to the big, and windowless, dressing room.
"Yeah, you are right! Next time I want one with windows! Well I have... stuff... to do, so don't bother me for a while... Oh, and before I forget it..." She stops and puts a finger over the manager's chest, the man freezes as the yellow eyes pierce him. "The next time you come to my room, knock before entering... ok?" He gulps and nods, the impostor smiles. "Don't forget about the kitty... Bye!"
"But you... you should check the..."
The silver haired Katy closed the door, smiling and waving her hand, leaving the manager and the cat speechless in the middle of the halway.
Katy looks up to the manager, giving the best puppy eyes that a cat has given ever.
"Come on! It's me! Your boss!"
She begs in her mind.
The manager stops a moment looking to the supplicant blue eyes of the cat, but the moments ends and the man sighs annoyed.
"Damn her and her stupids whims...!"
The manager begins to walk for the hallway, mumbling more complaints, and Katy meows in despair.
"Shut up dumb critter!"
The singer can not believe it, from the manager's hands she passed to an assistant, from the assistant's hands to an janitor and from the janitor's hands she was threw to the streets, she hits the cold pavement of a back alley with her furry butt and the janitor closed the red exit door with a big slam.
Katy stood in denial, trying to fully realise what just has happen.
She was naked in a cold and wet back alley, an evil woman that was trapped inside an statue stole her life and she was a cat.
And not just a cat, an stray cat!
She meows in despair and began to hit the exit door with her paws.
"No! No! This isn't fair!"
Was she crying inside her head.
"Hey little fella, what's wrong?"
A calm voice talked behind her and she slowly looks back, scared of what could be the next outrageous incident in this hellish day.
There was a normal guy with a friendly smile, he got in his knees and patted Katy's head, she can't avoid to meow softly.
"What beautiful eyes you have girl, are you lost?"
Katy meows again, negating with her head.
"Wow... you are a quite educated girl, how have you ended in the streets?"
The singer can only meow with impotence as the guy pats her again.
"If I could just talk..."
She sighs with dismay in her mind.
"I can't let you alone in this place, you want to come to my home?"
The guy was smiling and his voice was sincere, but Katy freezed in the spot, she don't know what to think... and it's not like she can really answer.
But before she can organize her thoughts the guy grabbed her gently and puts her furry body inside of his jacket, against his chest.
The cat felt warm and comfortable and she made a long purr, the guy chuckled a little.
"Don't worry girl, my home isn't too big, but has a ceiling... and I have some cans of tuna..."
Katy was exhausted and her mind was a mess, she was feeling more small and vulnerable that at any point in her life, and with reason, and the perspective of tuna seemed quite appealing and made her belly growl a bit.
The cat doesn't know what was going to happen anymore, but inside the jacket at least she felt protected, so she cuddle against the guy's warm chest, purrs again and began to fall asleep while hearing his hearth beating.
Tomorrow she would think about what happened, but right now... right now she just needs some time for herself...
In the second floor of an small apartment building with a red door Katy Perry was lying comfortably in the frame of the window she turned off the TV, annoyed of the news about her fake-self being back in town, and began to watch the drops of rain slowly sliding in the crystal.
She yawns making a purr sound and stretched her small furry body...
The day after the silver haired woman stole her life she woke up in the couch of the living room, wrapped in a blanket.
At first she thought that the events that happened in the dressing room have been just a nightmare, but then she saw the paws and realized that she was naked and covered in black hair.
She tried to cry for help but only meows come from her mouth, she tried to get up but falls in fours out of the couch.
The guy came from his room, woke up for her noises, and gently patted her in the head and offered to her a promised breakfast of tuna.
She accepted reluctantly.
The first week was the worst.
The new body, the new instincts, the fact that she was now the pet of some guy, the silver haired woman appearing with her body in television.
It was infuriating to say the least.
During the first month she attempted to communicate with her new owner that she wasn't just a cat, but an internationally famous singer, but she discovered that such easy task can become quite troublesome without voice and functional thumbs.
To add even more irony to the situation her owner was actually a fan of Katy Perry and she witnessed him fiercely defending the new look of her body in a internet chat, while she was sitting in his lap not knowing if she should scratch his face for being so blind or cuddle against his belly for being so loyal.
Close to the end of the second week she finally managed to write a note in a laptop explaining the situation.
But when she finished the arduous labor of writing an entire page letter a letter she stopped to contemplate her work.
"What I'm going to achieve with this?"
She realized painfully that even if she managed to convince her owner about the reality of the situation he would most likely don't be able to do anything.
It would be his word against the word of the, alleged, Katy Perry, people would mark the poor guy as an insane individual.
And even worst, the new Katy was a witch, she would probably make sure that the guy doesn't discover her facade to the world, he would end too as cat or maybe something worse.
No, he was a nice guy and a good owner, she can't make that to him.
She deleted the note and moved to the next option, sending an email to her manager.
That failed obstreperously, the manager just it ignored and blocked her in several accounts and finally send to her a message menacing to take legal actions if she keeps sending emails with no senses about magic collars and egyptian witches.
Katy got really angry, if she managed to become human again she will make sure of fire that man's ass.
But time passed and she was running out of options, with her feline body the idea of escaping to the streets to find and confront the imposter seemed silly and pointless, so she just slowly let herself fall in the life of a housecat.
She wiggled her tail happy when she saw the umbrella of her owner through the window, she gracefully jumped from the window frame to the couch to salute the wet guy with a lovely meow as he enters in the living room.
This has been her life lately.
The guy kindly fondles her head and prepared some tasty food, they watch the TV or a video in internet during dinner and then they go to sleep.
Some times, mostly during the weekends, he takes her to a walk around town.
Some times he comes with a friend or two.
The worst part where the visits to the vet, but those were rare and for everything else it was a quiet simple and comfortable life.
That night, snuggling against her owner's belly in the bed, she realized that she was quite content with this fate, it could had been the perfect vacations if not was because this would probably be the rest of her days.
She yawns putting her head over the paws.
"It could be worst..."
Katy realized that the only that she was really missing was sing and with that thought in her furry head she falls asleep...
The first thing she felt was the warm golden sand with her paws.
She slowly opens her feline eyes and saw the stateliness of the desert night.
A dark blue cowl with thousand of shining silver stars in the sky, an endless sea of gold dunes in all directions and in front of her, towering over the sand, a big edification of onyx.
An immense temple with a large open doors, illuminated for enormous burning braziers of yellow flames.
Katy's furry ears twitch when she hears the soundless melody of countless lost meows calling her, luring her towards the glowing solemn entrance of the building.
She got up and crossed with surprising ease the distance towards the temple and stood in front of the dark stairs, under the shadow of the temple she felt even smaller and the golden simbols sculpted in some of the black rocks made her recall a familiar feeling of distrust, but the melody was clean and made her heart feel warm.
With confidence she climbed the stairs and crossed the gigantic entrance.
Her feline eyes are meet with the homely magnificence in the interior of the temple, a large and well iluminated hall of very tall ceilings, big pillars and white walls.
Inside the place she sees thousands of cats, playing and meowing, basking in the hundreds of comfy pillows around the floor or drinking the milk dripping from the onyx depicting naked women with vases.
All the cats were female.
All the cats were like her, cats, but not just cats.
She knows it, maybe was the smell of their furs or the sound of their purrs... but she knows.
Katy walks between her sisters, feeling really in home for first time in months.
Just with a glance she sees the women behind the other felines as the felines see the woman that she was.
Most of the cats were permanent residents of the temple and the realm, others, like Katy, were just sleeping or taking a nap.
A big orange cat with her whiskers wet with milk was once a chubby spoiled girl too lazy for her own good, a prideful chinese empress that prefered freedom before royality sitting in fours over a pillow, a witch that put excessive confidence in her apprentice, an stubborn housewife that hated mice, a burglar lady that wished to pass between the iron bars and...
Katy thought with wonder watching a fluffy blonde cat of big blue eyes walking towards her with soft moves...
Some changed as reward... or punishment, other just by chance or luck, but all of them sharing the same satisfaccion with their furry fates.
After a bunch purrs, several runs of welcome and tasting the delicious milk the singer reaches the back of the hall in which she sees an enormous throne of black onyx and gold glyphs that were vaguely familiar.
Sitting in the throne there was an equally enormous statue of a large lady of dark skin in a cyan dress the lady had the large head of a black cat of golden eyes.
She was sitting stiff in her seat, watching rightfully how the felines pleasure themselves in her domains.
In the lap of the statue Katy sees a very fat siamese cat, resting indulgently over Bastet's legs.
She cheerfully realises that the siamese was no other than Queen Cleopatra, the myths of her end under the asp's poison highly exaggerated...
"Well, well, well..."
Katy's ears switch, standing in front of the statue she looks around confused, seeking the source of the deep meowing voice.
"Isn't this Magda's last victim?"
The singer stops and looks closely to the tall statue... it wasn't an statue anymore, it was moving, breathing, looking directly towards her with an smug smile in her large feline face.
"I'm surprised that such a clumsy girl as got into my realm so fast... have you learned the dangers of touching cursed collars?"
Bast asks while crossing her legs, Katy felt a bit offended, cats have their pride after all.
"Isn't like it was my fault!"
She answers to the goddess.
"You are saying it was mine?"
Bast asks, leaning back in her throne and making a soft menacing purr.
Katy blinks, getting a bit nervous.
"Well... you are the one that put that horrible woman inside that statue... no? And... and you are the one that left the statue unchecked!"
The goddes smirks.
"And you the one the grab the collar."
"Then.. then I guess we both have the fault!"
Katy raises her snout defiantly, Bast began to laugh loudly with her meowing voice, startling Katy and several of the other cats.
"You guess, no?"
She says and began to fondle the startled Cleopatra with one of her big furry fingers, the egyptian queen purrs with pleasure.
The goddess looks to the small black cat with curiosity.
"You think I was unfair with Magda? She betrayed my trust and used my gifts for greed... and stole your life."
The singer wonders the question for a while.
"You left her trapped in stone for thousands of years..." she says "maybe she isn't innocent, but she has reason to be mad..."
Bast smiles showing her fangs and makes Cleopatra purr again.
"That's pretty fair for your part, perhaps you prefer more to be cat than woman...?"
Katy gets startled again.
"What? No! Well... yes... maybe... a bit...?"
The singer lowers her furry ears and began to think about the last months of her life under the calm glance of Bastet's gold eyes.
"I guess I'm fine with the cat-stuff..."
She confesses slowly, making Bast smirk.
"But I miss my life... and the fur can be annoying sometimes and I miss... singing..."
Bast stops, looking to the small black cat with even more feline curiosity.
"Singing... you are an half-decent singer... no?"
Katy raises her snout with pride.
The goddes smirk gets wider and she leans forward, scaring a bit the singer.
"Yeah... yeah... maybe you can make the part... it's been a long while since the last time I had an avatar around the lower realms... and Maura needs to be punished..."
"What are you talking about... Miss?"
Bast moves one of her enormeus fingers over Katy an began to fondle the back of her furry neck, Katy purrs with delight shaking her tail.
"I may have a job for you, my little kitty..."
The goddess whispers...
A cold chill wakes up Katy from her dream, she swings her tail annoyed, feeling the night air in her naked skin, her breasts against her owner's pajama...
She opens her eyes instantly and gets up from the belly of the guy, making the bed bounce, she looks to her hands, she as hands again and she uses them to cover her gasp of surprise and don't wake up the sleeping guy at her side.
The singer looks down and sees with joy that she has breasts once more and remembers what is feeling naked.
Carefuly to no wake up the guy she slides out of the bed and walks towards the large mirror in the closet, glad of remembering of how to use just two feet.
Her blue eyes, still feline, allow her to move through the darkness of the room.
She stands nude in front of the mirror, she was human again... for the most part, a couple of piece of her body remain cat in her body.
The ears large, pointy and fury on top of her long dark hair, her nose a bit pink, fangs peeking outside of her lips, sharp nails in hands and feet, a long black tail swinging behind, her crotch a little too hairy...
Katy purrs with delight and hugs her furless skin, trying to content the tears of happiness.
After a short while a loud snort of the guy breaks her happy bubble and startles her like the cat she was inside.
Chuckling silently she shakes her head and opens the closet, she knows perfectly what she has to do.
She picks a pair of blue pants and a red button-up shirt that was a bit too big for her.
"This will work for now."
Katy thinks with certainty while making a hole in the pants for her tail, then she walks towards the window, open it and jumps over the frame with her naked feet.
She looks back to give a last glance to her sleeping owner with her glowing feline eyes and then leaves the apartment, pouncing into the night with ease...
The cloud of warm steam comes out when the door of the bath was open, standing in the middle of the doorframe a feminine silhouette fogged by the vapor.
Magda walked outside of the cloud drying her long silver hair, with nothing covering her wet tanned skin from nudeness.
She walks brefoot to the vanity table of the luxurious dressing room, she throws the moist towel over the table, at the side of the small pedestal that she uses tu put the onyx collar, and sits her naked butt in the big chair in front of the big mirror.
Even after all this time the witch wasn't still accustomed to the reflex of her face in the mirror, Katy Perry's face was cheerful and cute even when an evil witch was wearing it.
At first the witch thought that the life of a famous singer would be a easy, she thought that singing wouldn't be more complicate than chanting spells, but as the days pass the pressure of the fame and the responsibilities of her position began to grow stressful on her.
What most surprised her was that people seemed to care more about her sudden change of look than about the decreasing quality of her work...
A sudden whoosh of the cold night gave her a shiver in her nude back, breaking her train of thought.
Magda look back and sigh annoyed, the window was open, the air making the white curtains dance.
Mumbling curses she got up, closed the window and sat again in the chair.
Was then when she noticed something... or more correctly the lack of it.
The witch saw the small pedestal... but the collar wasn't on it...
She catches the glimpse of two small blue glowing orbs in the reflex of the mirror...
It was to late, the collar was tied around her neck and the green gem started to shine, Katy leans forward, purring and hugging the naked Magda from behind the chair.
The feline singer whispers as the witch body began to change, her bones snap and grow, she becomes more taller, her breasts swell, her chin becomes more sharp, her nose more prominent.
In a just an instant Magda becomes Magda once again.
The witch yells trying to escape the grip of the cat woman, but Katy was now more stronger than her.
"Shhh... you know that now comes the best part..."
Magda sees in the mirror how the pupils of her yellow eyes become thin dark strips as the gem in the collar becomes the eye of a cat, she gasps and moans a bit when the heat began to take over her tanned skin.
She manages to mutter trapped under Katy's hug, the singer leans forward and fondles Magda's cheek with her own one, feeling the whiskers of the woman growing.
"Let's say that your old boss gave me an offer that I just can't refuse..."
Ears turn pointy and furry, the fingers small as the nails sharpen into claws.
"Ouch! You naughty girl!"
Katy's says after feeling the witch's claws in her arm, a white coat of fur covers the crotch, the cheeks and the paws that were now her hands and feet, Magda feels her fluffy tail sliding down in the chair, watching desperate how her arms shrink she began to cry.
"Please... I'm sorry... stop this!"
The singer smiles showing her fangs.
"Oh... come on, don't be such a pussy..."
As the bones and muscles of the witch snap and reshape Katy finally lifts her from the chair, holding the shrinking witch against her chest.
Magda sees her face contracting into a short angry muzzle, her breasts dwindling as teats sprout down her chest.
"This is very easy, you can become a good pet... or get back into the stone. What do you choose?"
The witch sees the fluffy white persian in the mirror, struggling between the singer's arms, and she answers in the only way she can.
"I will take that as you being fine about being a pet."
Magda purrs and snorts as Katy fondles her gently.
"Don't worry my dear Magda, I will be a good owner" Katy says satisfied "and I'm sure you will be a lovley pet, actually I will probably need a bit of your help with all that ma..."
A fist knocks the door of the dressing room and her manager enters in the room.
"Katy, I want to talk with you about the..."
His words became a mumble as he saw the feline woman getting up from the chair, with a white cat in her arms and a large fangs in her smile.
Katy walks towards him with soft naked steps.
"What have you done now!"
"Oh, just a new... makeover, you don't like it?"
"What? Are you insane? You have a cat tail and cat ears! How... how you even made it?"
The cat woman wags her tail a couple of times and then just shrugs.
"Look I'm busy now, so... leave, ok?"
"That's not even..." He stops when sees the glance of the glowing blue eyes.
"Y-yes..." The manager looks to the white cat. "I... I have to throw that one out too?"
"What? Of course no!" Katy pushes the man out and puts an hand over the door. "Oh, by the way, you are fired."
Before the manager could answer the door gets closed in his face...
The large black car crosses the streets under the rain, in the radio sounds the last success of Katy Perry and, in the back seats, the feline singer follows the rhythm of the song with her eyes closed, while fondling the chubby white cat that was resting in her lap.
Their tails were waggin softly and peacefully, after a couple of busy months they were finally leaving the city... but before that Katy has to make one last thing...
"Miss, is this the place?" The driver asks as the car slowly stops.
Katy opens her eyes and looks outside, to the small apartment building with a red door.
"Yes, thanks." The singer gently removes the white cat from her lap. "You wait here..."
Magda purrs pleased and then lies down.
"Don't turn off the engine, it will be just a moment."
"Ok, miss, you want an umbrella?"
"Nah, don't worry."
Katy opens the door of the car and walks towards the building, trying to not get too wet.
The singer stands in front of the red door, she shakes her head to clean the rain from her furry ears.
She smiles excited before touching the button of the second floor in the intercom, over the drops of water her voice matches the song in the car.