The men were talking about all kinds of things, like the mine, church, and their home lives, and I was starting to feel relaxed and more comfortable t...ere.My mind was foggy by the time I finished my first cup, and Harley filled it up again. When he noticed that I was getting woozy, he said, “That’s it, Jason, drink up, boy. I’d like knowing you’re nice and relaxed before I talk about the real reason we’re here.”Confirming My Suspicions and Becoming Their CumdumpHe let that sink in for a moment,. As I parked, I noticed that the place was virtually deserted. My car was the only one in the lot and I assumed that employees must park behind the building.Entering the store, I was charmed by the sound of tinkling bells which announced my entrance to the proprietress, an attractive lady, maybe forty years old, standing behind a sales counter, looking in my direction to see who had rung the bells.I smiled at her and told her that I just wanted to browse. Not waiting for an answer, I took a. He wiggles his butt so femininewhen he's using a tampon. Don't you, James.James turned toward the women, his faced totally red with embarrassment.He couldn't believe he was about to acknowledge to Miss Johnson that hewas indeed using a tampon. "It feels a little funny so I walk a littledifferent, that's all," he tried desperately to defend himself."I think if you took smaller steps, and placed your feet a little closerto the front, like you were walking on a line, then your bum wouldn'twiggle. . it’s always the same. Even when some of the details are different, it’s the same. I’ll wake up, and instead of being me, I’ll ... well... I’ll be a cat.And it’ll feel so right.My name’s Kat. You’re probably thinking “Hey, that’s where the whole thing comes from,” but I really don’t think it is. My full name’s Kathryn, and the only person who really calls me Kat is my older brother, Duncan.The weirdest part is always the first few minutes after I wake up ... one morning, I literally found.