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It was just like any other morning at the Hotel.
Vaggie's consciousness comes to her, and she can tell it's still early, even in spite of the fact that she hasn't opened her eye yet. She's still huddled up in the comfort of the bed, and she knows Charlie hasn't gotten up yet because she can still feel her softness and smell her familiar scent, like sunshine itself.
Unwilling to leave the comforts of Charlie's presence and the coziness of the bed just yet, Vaggie lets out a sleepy little moan and nuzzles closer to her girlfriend, burying her face into a mane of long fluffy hair. A couple of strands brush her nose, and though she tries her best to resist it, she can't stop the tickle of a sneeze from coming on. She stifles it as much as she can, but ultimately the sneeze comes out.
Beside her, Charlie rouses, moaning cutely.
"Mmn, morning, Vaggie~"
Vaggie heaves a sigh of defeat.
"Sorry, babe. I didn't mean to wake you." Vaggie opens her good eye, finding nothing but creamy blonde hair filling her vision. Even when she turns and lifts her head, all she can see is more and more blonde hair.
Until she realizes it isn't Charlie's hair…
It's fur. And not like the cute little tufts of goat fur that pop out around her ankles. It's longer, more plush, and definitely not supposed to be there...
"Uh… Charlie…?" Vaggie blinks, but the image remains. When she turns her head and gets a better view of Charlie, her girlfriend doesn't exactly look how she did when they went to bed last night.
Soft creamy fur, a long fluffy tail, two pointed ears on top of her head…
With a gasp, Vaggie pushes herself up onto all fours… But those 'fours' don't end up being her hands and knees…
Paws. Soft, small, circular gray paws.
Flabbergasted, she picks up one of her front hands… paws... and turns it over to find four soft pink toe beans underneath.
Her voice comes out again, and this time she can feel that her teeth and her mouth and her face don't feel quite normal.
"Charlie…?"
Looking back over her shoulder, she can see that her entire body is covered in soft pale gray fur, and at the end is a long fluffy tale. Vaggie paces a quick circle, and her limbs move and function as if all four of them are legs. The tip of her tail brushes past Charlie's little pink nose as she moves. Vaggie cries out louder.
"Charlie!"
"Hmm?" Charlie blinks open her yellow cat eyes, wrinkling her little pink cat nose and her white cat whiskers. "What's the matter, Va…" She cuts off in a gasp, but it sounds more delighted than concerned. "Oh. My. Goodness! Vaggie, you're adorable!"
"You are too, but that's not the point right now, hun. What the hell happened to us?! Did Keekee do this or something?" Vaggie frantically looks around the bedroom, but the black demon cat is nowhere in sight. With her mind whirling with confusion and panic, she watches Charlie sit herself up much more casually in her adorable cat body.
"Nope! Keekee's got nothing to do with it."
"How do you know?"
"Actually…" Charlie sheepishly gives her chest fur a couple of licks - an instinctual movement for an embarrassed cat. She doesn't seem at all bothered when some fur gets stuck to her tongue in the process. Vaggie looks at her completely puzzled.
"Charlie… did you do this…?"
The princess chuckles.
"I mean, proooobably…"
"How?"
"Weeeell, it's probably some of my dad's creation-slash-shapeshifting magic that I inherited, but don't fully know how to use yet. Last night when we went to bed I was thinking about how cute and soft you were, and then I was thinking about Keekee, and then I had this dream that we turned into cats and so I guess uhh… ta-dah?"
Vaggie blinks.
"So… we really turned into cats?"
"Guess so! And look! We're like Heaven cats! All soft and cute and cuddly! No spikes or scales! I guess this really is my dad's magic. But it's fine! It'll wear off in an hour or so. Trust me, this happens aaaaallll the time!"
"It hasn't happened in the past 3 years since I've known you…"
"But it happened to me before that. Trust me Vaggie, we have nothing to worry about! So let's just go back to bed and snuggle up until this wears off, okay?" Charlie seems completely confident in her statement, because she curls right back up on her pillow and flops herself down with a happy sigh.
Vaggie is still uncertain, though. She stays put for the moment, her ears flattened anxiously and her fur standing on end.
"Are you sure...? We can't let the others see us like this... We would never hear the end of it. Gosh, I can already hear all of Angel's inappropriate jokes…"
"Don't worry, Vaggie. Like I said, this'll wear off in less than an hour. I promise. So just come back to bed and let's relax..."
No matter what form Charlie takes, the heartfelt honesty of her pretty reassuring eyes doesn't change. Vaggie lets out a sigh, but goes to her nonetheless.
"All right…"
"Yay! Okay, c'mere! Might as well try this, right?"
"Try what?" Vaggie curls herself up next to Charlie, still getting used to how her body is working and moving in this form. Charlie wiggles in excitement, extending her long tail and wrapping it around Vaggie to pull her closer.
"Perfect! Just stay riiiiight there."
"Charlie, what are you-?"
Before she can finish asking the question, Vaggie finds out exactly what it is that Charlie wanted to do.
A soft small, sandpaper tongue rasps across her head and between her fluffy ears. It almost feels like getting her hair brushed in some weird-cat like way. It almost tickles at first, but then it becomes more satisfying, more calming, more relaxing...
Within seconds, Vaggie's anxieties about the entire situation melt away. It was still early, and their bedroom door was locked tight. No one was going to barge and find them this way. Just for another hour or so? They'd be fine.
Charlie continues to repeatedly draw her tongue across Vaggie's head and over her ears. Occasionally, she dips down to lick her cheek or over her bad eye. Then she goes down the back of her neck and all across her shoulders and back.
Vaggie doesn't even realize when a rumbling purr starts vibrating inside her chest. It starts off choppy and uncertain, but as she becomes more and more comfortable, and knowing she's by Charlie's side like always, the purr becomes louder and fuller. Charlie starts to purr as well, overjoyed that Vaggie is letting herself relax.
Charlie continues grooming her lazily in the early morning hour. It's pretty much exactly what they'd do whenever they woke early and would cuddle each other before getting out of bed - it was just a different form of it. Literally.
Somewhere along the lines, Vaggie instinctively starts kneading her front paws into Charlie's stomach. Charlie's consistent little purr is interrupted with a hiccup of a giggle.
"Hey! Vaggie, that tickles!"
"Mmn, sorry, hun…" Vaggie gives her an apologetic lick on her cheek. And when she allows herself to stop thinking and worrying about it so much, she just enjoys the moment and grooms Charlie in return.
Two of them continue snuggling up for a while longer, both purring so loudly that it's a miracle that none of the other residents hear them. They end up resting their chins on each other's shoulders, and even fall back asleep for a little while snuggled up together.
And then, all at once, there's a poof of magic, a cloud of pink dust, a couple rainbow bubbles - and suddenly they're back to normal, laying on top of one another in their pajamas exactly as they'd gone to bed the night before.
"Oh! We're back!" Charlie grins. "See? Nothing to worry about." She leaves a little kiss on Vaggie's forehead. Vaggie nearly licks her cheek in return, and only manages to turn it into a kiss at the last second.
"Right… Glad that's over…" she mumbles, blushing faintly.
"Awww, c'mon, Vaggie~ You know you liked it~"
"What? Don't be weird."
"It was cute!"
"Uh-huh."
"Vaggiiiiiee~"
"Babe," Vaggie cups Charlie's face with both hands. "We never breathe a word of that to the others, you understand?"
"So you did like it."
"Understand?"
"Heehee, okay, I promise~"
"Good." Vaggie releases her. "Let's get ready for today."
"Roger that!" Charlie jumps up out of bed beside her, already bursting with energy for the day ahead. But before she can scurry off to get changed, she turns her head back to give a knowing look to Vaggie. "You know... if you liked it that much, we can do it again anytime you want~"
"...We'll see…"
"Kyaa! Vaggie, you're so cute!" Charlie rushes over to hug her and pick her clean up off her feet, twirling her around and kissing her before putting her back down. "All right! Let's tackle this day head-on!" Charlie charges off into the bathroom to get ready.
Vaggie smiles hopelessly after her, knowing she'd be purring if she could.
A/N: For whatever reason I just envisioned Charlie as a cat grooming Vaggie, and Vaggie kneading her in return, and then I felt like it needed to exist haha
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