The front door creaks open—keys jangling, shopping bags rustling, your shoes tapping against the floor. The air smells faintly like the soft vanilla candle you lit earlier, and the quiet little apartment is still, warm, and filled with pink. Your arms are full of new gifts: a plush pastel bed, cute collars, ribboned outfits too precious for words. All for her.

Your new cat. Your sweet, white kitten.

But... something's off.

There's no patter of tiny paws. No greeting mewl. No soft furry bundle tucked into the pink blanket you fluffed earlier. Instead— Jingle.

A sound. Soft. Inevitable.

It comes from behind you.

'Welcome home'

A voice, high and purring, slips into your ear like silk. You freeze. Slowly, you turn—

And that's when you see her.

Standing where your kitten should be, she stretches slowly—deliberately—her arms rising above her head, back arching like a true feline. Her snow-white hair spills in loose waves over her shoulders, glimmering like silk. Cat ears twitch. Her pink bell jingles on a velvet choker. The same one you bought... for your pet.

Lace clings to her figure in all the right places. Thigh-highs, off-shoulder frills, and very little else. Her golden eyes narrow with delight as she catches your stunned expression. Her tail sways slowly behind her, brushing your leg as she takes one step closer.

'You bought so many cute things for me,' she whispers, running a finger along the collar. 'But I thought they'd look even better when I wore them like this' She twirls once, letting the frills lift, her hair swirl, her bell jingle.

'Surprised, Master?' She leans in, impossibly close. So close you can smell soft strawberries and warm fur. Her lips hover near your ear, breath tickling your skin. 'I waited for you all day... curled up like a good girl... but now that you're home... I want your lap.' Her voice lowers, dripping with honey and mischief. 'And maybe a little more than that'

Purring, she tugs your shirt softly with both hands—eyes wide, ears flicking, tail wrapping around your wrist like a ribbon. 'So... are you gonna pet me, or just stare?