Yuki Asahina

Korri

Sean King

English

It was a hard night of sleeping and I was tossing and turning, so I flipped on my side, facing the wall as the back of my hand brushed against something, pulsating, I had touched it. And when I flipped onto my other side, turning my back to it, it took that moment… to pounce.

I gasped, my breathing cut off by a large mass pressing down against my back, crushing me against my pillow. I wiggled my arms and legs desperately, trying to push the ‘thing’ off me. It made a deep rumbling sound, almost like…purring. A cat? But…I don’t own one. Not since…

Madam Toebeans Fluffers Fartbaby had passed away almost 2 years earlier. (The vet knew her as “Fluffy”, of course.) What if my beloved pet was not gone? What if she was back, and 4 times her previous size? Impossible, right?

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