Kay was true to her word. After that first night, I'd half expected to wake up the next morning and be in full control of myself again. But no, I was still curled up in a ball at the foot of the bed, acting like a typical housecat. The only relief was that she'd plugged my charger into my neck overnight, so I wasn't in danger of getting drained. Although that might've been preferable to my new reality.
For the next couple days she treated me very similar to the first. That is, like I was her pet kitty. I got more bellyrubs and ear scratches than all our years of dating. Naturally I was stark naked the whole time. Strangely enough, I found I did have a bit more control than I'd thought at first. If I focused really hard on a simple desire, such as cuddling with Kay or laying on the bed, my body would eventually follow suit. It was somewhat inconsistent, and I couldn't do anything like stand up properly or give Kay the bird, but it was nice to have a little agency. Although really, it could've just been a coincidence. I'd have to ask once I was free again.
It wasn't until my fourth day living as a cat that things got a bit different. I was laying in the sun, thinking about the make up sex when things were settled back to normal, and all the ways we could make up for lost time. Kay had been walking around in just her underwear, getting me plenty riled up with no way to act on it. Without any control over my body, I spent plenty of time imagining and fantasising about it. That was when my cat brain decided it was time to get up. I was used to going with the flow by now, so it wasn't as strange when I crawled out the bedroom door towards Kay.
As usual, Kay was sitting at her desk with her laptop. She spun around to look at me as I got closer to her. "Hey you, how's my adorable little kitty-cat doing? You want another play time?" By now I was used to her teasing, but it didn't make it less embarrassing. However, this time I ignored her words and went straight for her legs. I began nuzzling her shins, rubbing my head against her and moving forward to press my body in as well. Admittedly it was a strangely comforting feeling. "Aww, it looks like someone's in need of some more pets." Kay reached down and began scratching behind my ears, eliciting a deep purr from my vocal box.
To both of our surprises, however, that wasn't my full intention. Rather than laying down for an extended scratching session, I turned around, facing away from her. I didn't move away though. Instead I arched my back and extended my legs, resulting in a pose that lifted my butt way up in the air. It was clearly not a pose meant for normal cats. My cheeks flushed as I realised Kay was getting a clear view of my asshole.
"Oh, I guess you finally triggered it. Honestly I'm surprised it took so long." Kay swivelled closer in her chair and moved her leg between my thighs, pressing against my slowly hardening cock. "After all, I don't want you
exactly
filling the role of a housepet. That would just be a waste of potential. But you're a smart girl, somewhere in there, so you should be able to figure it out." My body leaned in, grinding against Kay's thigh. Even worse, it was impossible to deny how much this was turning me on. My cock had been woefully untouched the past few days, and now all that pent-up arousal was coming out. In almost no time it felt like my entire body was on fire.
That's when I made the connection. My body temperature was rapidly increasing, and my horniness levels were going through the roof. Kay had implanted a trigger that made me literally go into heat.
