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Divine Feline for Divine Diva for Nexii by Draconicon

Sneaking through a window into the back rooms of a fashion studio wasn't the first plan Jin had for his night. He'd been hoping to make a small score out of a jewelry store, but that had been guarded by too many cops for him to risk. He'd also wanted to try getting something from the local museum or from one of the rich houses on the hill, but the police were a step ahead there, with their constant patrols in the richer neighborhoods, and he had been forced to turn away from them as well.

The only reason that the fashion studio was even feasible for the snow leopard was due to its massive independent nature, something that seemed to offend most of the richer clientele in the city and kept the police from caring so much. At least, that was the only reason Jin could find to stay away from the place; it seemed to be well enough off to attract him, at the very least.

As the snow leopard crawled through the window and then across the floor, he realized that he was probably in the best place for a good score, despite the lack of diamonds or artifacts or jewels. Just the feel of the few furs that he touched while he was creeping by told him how high quality it all was, and he had a few ideas of places that would love to buy such things. There were a few other fashion studios in the city - ironically, much better guarded than this place - that would love the supplies, and would likely pay for them with no questions asked for stuff of this quality.

Marking a few of the pieces in his memory, Jin continued deeper into the studio. The modeling rooms were ignored; he doubted there'd be anything there but makeup and mirrors and catwalks, and they weren't of enough value or portable enough for him to bother taking. Instead, he made his way towards the drawing rooms.

As he opened the door, he grinned. Though he'd seen bigger establishments with dozens of easels and drawing boards, he was no less impressed by the single board with all the different illustrations on it here. The sight of it, with dozens of sketched out designs for coats and blouses and skirts, was amazing. He didn't need an eye for fashion to know that they were brilliant, and the other studios would pay as much for the designs as they would for the materials. Perhaps more, even.

The snow leopard gathered up the most promising ten designs, carefully unpinning them from the board and laying them out on the ground. Keeping them flat, he took pictures of each one from several angles, taking in all the different sketches and notes on them. He knew that the other designers would want everything that they could get.

He was just in the process of pinning them back up when he heard a footstep coming from one of the other rooms. Then another. And another.

Damn it, I thought the live-in artist was a myth!

The snow leopard quickly finished replacing the sketches - something he hoped would stand up to some scrutiny - before ducking behind the drawing board. He made it just in time as the door opened with a creak.

"I know I heard something..."

The voice was feminine, and just familiar enough for him to guess who it was. Melissa Versavi, the main model and designer for the studio. She was definitely someone that he didn't want to mess with right now.

Her footsteps got closer and closer, and Jin bit off a curse as he realized that she was right in front of the board. There was no way that she could miss him if she looked -

"I know someone's there, so come on out."

Damn it!

"And if I don't miss my guess, it's probably a kitty cat. Do you know how much you were shedding?"

DAMN IT!

Jin slowly poked his head out from around the corner, looking at the blond haired human. She was wearing a surprisingly professional looking pair of black pants and a matching black blouse. The lack of contrast, considering what he usually saw her in, surprised him.

"Ah, there you are. You know, most people that try and burgle me at least do something to hide the fact that they're here."

"I didn't know I was shedding."

"Hmm, I suppose you might not. You small-brained little cats seldom notice much beyond a laser pointer, do you?"

He blushed, but shook his head. He needed to focus and get out of here, not stick around and get trapped in a conversation.

"Well, as I seem to be caught, I'll just get out of here -"

"I think not."

Melissa grabbed him before he could take a step, grabbing hold of his wrist in a grip so tight that he didn't even bother trying to break it. It felt like he'd be more likely to break his wrist than get free of her. The human looked him in the eye with a small smirk.

"Do you know how many people have tried to steal from me?"

"Uh..."

"More than a dozen this week. Twice that many last week, though. I imagine that they're starting to learn."

"Learn...what?"

"Oh, I think you might have noticed. Do you remember all the fur back in the storage rooms, where you climbed in?"

"Yes. Yes I do."

"Why do you think I keep all the good stuff back there? Why do you think all the coats, all the material, is just sitting there, but still so good?"

He didn't know. What he did know was that her quiet voice and her intense smile was starting to get very creepy. Jin pulled back, but only managed to tug Melissa along for a step before she held him still again. The snow leopard groaned.

"Come on, let me go. I didn't take -"

"You did, but that's besides the point."

She let go of him, but as soon as she did, he almost fell down. He slumped against a workbench, jostling a number of things from it as he hit it. His legs were so weak all of a sudden. Any weight that he put on them only made it harder to keep what little balance he had.

"What...what did you do?!"

"I'm just adding to my collection, kitty. Don't worry. I'll make sure that you still get plenty of sun. While I wear you, at least."

Wear me?

Jin didn't like the sound of that. He threw himself off of the table, trying to get back to his feet, but it was impossible. He sank to the ground, his legs literally crumpling out from under him in a way that didn't seem physically possible. The snow leopard looked down -

• and immediately started screaming. His legs were all folded over like a pair of pants, flattened up and laid over themselves. Not only that, but they were shrinking inwards, gradually pulling into his body bit by bit. The suction feeling originated just a bit above his hips, and it was constant and powerful.

"What -"

His voice was going too. It was so quiet already, barely more than a whisper. He threw out his arms, but even they barely moved, his arms going flat as soon as they hit the ground, as if all the muscle, bone, and everything else had suddenly been taken away.

As he stared at his limp limbs, Jin saw his hands curling inwards. The nails and fingers pulled inside, like a pair of gloves that had been turned inside out. They sunk further and further inwards, the fingers rolling up inside of themselves, and the palms doing the same as they gradually disappeared.

As the holes appeared at the ends of his arms, the wrists fluffing outwards into some sort of cuffs, he felt a high heeled shoe on his back.

"I have a few...special connections, kitty. They love my ideas, and they give me all sorts of toys to help me make my ideas come to life. Like the little nanites in my nails. From the minute I grabbed you, they were already making changes. And now, they'll finish them and make you my newest fashionable piece."

Jin couldn't even speak anymore. All he could do was stare ahead, even as his vision started to fade. His eyes rolled backwards as the top of his head deflated, falling inwards. For a moment, he stared up at the ceiling, until his eyes rolled back into the nothingness that had sucked up his head.

Soon there was nothing there, and his consciousness was limited entirely to what little he could think and what little he could feel. His body was sprawled out, leaving him feeling the whole floor as his chest seemed to suddenly come apart, leaving him open, but empty. His sides and open stomach lengthened, stretching out until they reached down to where his thighs had formerly been. His arms lay out, empty, and his neck was fluffed, like a great furry ruff.

The last changes, feeling his fur shift slightly, as if taking on a different design, was the strangest. It was so mild compared to being hollowed out and left as...well, he didn't know what he was, but it was definitely weirder than being turned into a different fur design.

Soft hands grabbed him around the armpits, pulling him off of the ground. He felt strange as one arm, then the other filled up his empty spaces. His insides - at least, what he thought of as his insides - were once again inflated, making him feel...rather good, he supposed. It wasn't the same as being turned back to normal, but it felt better than laying limp on the floor, and as those soft hands pulled his belly and chest together again, he could pretend that he was back to normal in a way.

"You look so good, my little kitty. So much better as a coat than a thief, wouldn't you say? At least like this, you can look good."

I looked fine!

"Then again, I could be naked and look better than you. Mmm, or naked and in you...now that's a thought..."

Oh god...how am I going to get out of this?!

The End