Feline Chaos

“grrr…Meow…Meow no…I don't think…Meow”

It was so clear to Peter that he quickly used his bracelet and checked the information on the rattle.

“I see…now she is more of a cat…for an hour”

In turn, Rosé was unknown from one side to the other very agitated on all 4 legs tearing the dress.

“Meow…my…Meow uncomfortably…Meow”

**** for her now uncomfortable Rosé dress, her claws fiercely scratched the beautiful dress. Pieces of cloth flew into different directions directions until you are only in your underwear.

“Meow…no…Meow enough…grrrr”

She then tore her panties and bra, leaving her completely naked.

“Meow my best…grrr”

Except for the bell, her nakedness moved freely around every jump and pirouette of Rosé. It was quite strange and sexy to see her chest bouncing along with her ass.

Apparently when she spent 4 hours using her Item, Rosé's feline side has almost completely dominated her mind, her more rational SELF. It should only represent a small part of your brain.

“Rosé, calm down a little…this is temporary, in an hour you will be back to normal,” said Peter, trying to chase the cat-girl.

When his big ears caught the fat man's voice Rosé's fur stood on end, still on all fours, she arched her back as high as possible and, showing her fangs, let out a horrible, rigid sound.

“gaaarrrrrrrr…bad…bad…Meow…Meow…my hate…giordo…garrrrrr”

Demonstrating a speed much higher than human Rosé took a great distance from a Peter who could not catch up with her.

“God, what speed…and in that state he still hates me”

He thought that Rosé's little conscience preserved her resentment towards him and his people Feline instincts activated.

Peter thought he would never reach her when the room moved again, as if he felt that the dance was over everything about it was displaced.

“Meow…it moves…Meow it moves…Meow ”

Frightened by the continuous movement of the room with puzzle pieces, the cat in a couple of jumps got behind the Hero.

“grrrr”

His fear of the magic room was greater than his resentment towards the fat man. Rosé just watched with his keen sight every section that moved.

When we stopped, the majestic Hero's room returned to its original configuration. He wanted to try again to reassure Rosé.

“Okay, okay girl…let's calm down a little and…”

“ Meow….nooooo”

He barely managed to brush her tail before Rosé bolted towards the huge bed.

“For the love of God Rosé! ”

He cared little or nothing about his orders, since the cat began to scratch the sheets and pillows as if from a toy it was about.

“stop it Rosé”

“Meow…never…Meow” said Rosé, pawing harder.

Whether it was his wild side controlling his actions or it was Rosé herself taking it out on him he wouldn't know for sure.

Peter approached him with careful to catch her off guard, unfortunately he didn't count on her improved hearing and he quickly turned around and scratched her hands.

“aaay…shit”

The feline made an incredible jump, reaching the ceiling of the large closet where she had complete vision of everything.

“Oh my hands…damn Rosé, get down from there”

“Meow…no…Meow my like…here…Meow”

The cat smiled with some malice as she saw him, somehow Peter felt that the rational Rosé was having fun deep down.

"This...it's useless, I'm not a match for her unless..."

At that moment he had a great idea, maybe it was time to use what he bought….His Item!