Chapter 18
Not fast enough.
The mouse shivered, shimmered, changed. A naked woman, short and plump, unfolded from the changeling creature.
There was still something murine about her looks, small ears, and wide, dark eyes. Her full lips spread into a sly smile and she snatched up the paper grocery bag by the handles, capturing the cat with one easy motion. With the other hand, she popped the cheese cube into her mouth, chewed and swallowed.
“Who’s been a bad kitty?” The mouse smirked and reached into the bag, grabbing Ollie up by the scruff. “Yes, such a bad, bad kitty.”
Ollie yowled with dismay. Anticipation wove a strand of dark lust through his belly.