Talia the cat

The cute girl dressed up like an overly sexualized cat is sitting on one of those tall club tables with a round surface. You don't often find such energetic fun people, such as Talia, so you'd really want to get to know her better.

"So it seems as if I'm going to be the chosen one then?" Giuliana sighs and looks coldly at all you three. Helena sighs in relief.

You suddenly see Talia's eyes are a bit weird. They are green, but slinted, like cats or snakes. You look at them for a seconds too long and Talia notices. "Purrr, I know right, I'm irresistible. You just can't not stare at me. Ah, a fan girl, on me too." You blush hard and look away.

"Wow, just... Ok, sure Ulla you can be the chosen one. March. Are you blushing?" You hate those words because they make you blush more - it's really bad, all these beautiful girls have their eyes on you.

"I...I...I just. Talia's e...eyes.." You stutter and gulp. Chelsie looks at Talia who is making model poses on the table and making dirty faces. "Huh, that's right! Didn't even notice! That's hella freaky!"

The witch girl looks like she doesn't want to be a part of this and just keeps quiet, while the vampire girl is already gone. "Ah, yeah, contacts. So, March was that really it, my eyes?" Talia hops down and looks at you with wide-eyed. You are still red and just nod.

"Whatever bitches, go have a groupie I don't care. Just have fun, ok?" Chelsie stretches and goes dancing. Helena didn't seem to like that comment at all as she almost ran away as she heard that.

"Eh, well this is akward..." Talia says and rolls her eyes. You are the only two left and the party seemed to level up as Chelsie joined back in. "I didn't mean anything..."

"I know. Let's do something fun, huh?

You go around the party floor in a zigzag with Talia stopping at a few interesting people along the way. After a few minutes you leave and go to the second floor hallway.

You didn't realize earlier but Talia seems to have a small gem decorated purse with her. And a thin silver bracelet. And two nice looking rings on her fingers. Wait.

"Ah, so nice hanging out with you, but I gotta get back to Chelsie and others." Talia winks and waves. You suddenly feel a weight on your chest and quickly grab her wrist.

"Sexual assa...! Oh, it's you still, what is it?" You roll your eyes at the tasteless joke but just say what you had in your mind: "Did you steal that jewlery?"

Suddenly the cat girl's expression makes a full 180 and she begs: "Please, please don't tell the others! I beg you, please!" You hate to be that person, but you tell her with your biggest voice:

"I knew it! You used me, you... you skank! If you don't go to every single girl you stole something from, I'm going to... punch you." You didn't seem that convincing to even yourself, but now Talia looks really blue.

"I...I...I c...can't...I just can...'t. My l...life, oh god..." She starts shaking and collapses on the floor - mouth twitching. "P..prison, I...I...can't..."

You feel like she's taking this a just an inch too seriously, although it's a serious crime, you're sure that the party members can figure out something reasonable.

"W...we just have to return the stuff, alright? It's going to be fine, I don't think we need the police..."

The brown haired cat girl looks up and her eyes are glossy. She crawls to your legs and grabs your thin ankles. "I'm sick, I can't help it." She whimpers: "I'm so sorry, I can't... make it stop.."

You are starting to panic a little bit. She's taking this dead seriously and you are just not that confident yourself. "Th...then what if, what if I..."

Your brain is working overtime. How could you help her in this. This stuff has to be given back at one point or another. Damnit, why can't you have balls to bust her ass...oh wait, no, that's unfortunate.

"I...I will stop." Talia is butt up beneath you, looking like she's about to blow you or something - you try to think more appopriate thing though. "What do you mean?"

She takes a phone out of her purse and shows you a picture. There's a clear gemstone, the size of a fist resting on a red fancy pillow. "I want... I can stop when I have stolen that. Yeah."

You feel extremelly unconfortable and alienated. This girl is beyond freakish, she's really sick. "Steal?! A diamond that big? You'll never get away with that!"

Talia gets up slowly and looks dead in your eyes. "I won't, but that's ok. I said that I didn't want to go to prison, that's true, for now. But, after I steal this, it won't matter." You feel numb, it's like her voice was not hers, like it was borrowed from someone else.

"Th...this is crazy, I... You are a criminal. This is so..." You stop for a second and start to feel stupid. Why are you even talking with her, when you should already be calling the police.

"That's just it. The thril, the excitement. It's dirty, but I get so horny when I steal something, March. Haha, help me get rid of this feeling, help me steal this, please!"

You don't know what to say anymore. If you go along with this it's more than likely that your whole life will get ruined by her. But if you don't, you'll feel awful for not helping this girl." You don't know, but in any case you'll have to choose.