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It was almost like fate the morning when Sam got an invitation to work at restaurant called, "The Fat Cat" She had never even heard of the place until she realized that it was a new eatery that hadn't opened yet, but were looking for a waitress to help get the place started. Not wanting to turn down an opportunity given to her, she immediately went out to claim the job. The directions on the letter were simple enough, as it was actually near her neighborhood.

She stepped in front of the entrance, taking a good look at the joint: The building had a distinct red and white color scheme; red as the main body with white accents, including cat paws that peppered the walls. Of course, the decorations were true to its namesake, as the windows were plastered with silhouettes of round, circular cats. Even the typeface of the sign had cat ears on the first "T" and a cat tail on the last "t" Sam had to admit, the decoration and building work was quite impressive, if not completely obvious on what theme its trying to convey. But she decided it was enough time stalling herself and opened the door to the restaurant.

As soon as she opened the second set of doors, she was immediately hit with the warm air inside along with a particularly strong herbal smell, something like a spice. Normally she would recoil at such a scent, but as the sensation reached her brain, it actually began to calm her, if not make her envious for more. She shook herself back into focus, remembering the reason why she was there in the first place.

She was about to look for the manager's office when she heard a voice come from behind the register. "Meow~! You must be Sam!" Looking over at the source of the sound, she saw for the first time her new manager whom she'd be working with, though it was not quite what she had expected. She wore a typical business attire of a white dress shirt, a long black skirt, and black leather flats on her feet. She was a bit portly, her dress shirt bulging a bit from a beer belly, nothing out of the ordinary. What was strange was the fact that she appeared to be wearing very realistic cat accessories, making her eyes, ears, nose, and mouth look much like a feline would. She even appeared to be wearing a cat tail, but what was making it move so smoothly and elegantly? Overall, she appeared to look like a short-haired tabby, despite her long brown hair.

"Um, yeah! That's me, Sam. I'm here for the open position as a waitress, is that still open?" she asked a bit coyly, not expecting the feline appearance of her soon-to-be boss.
"It's very nice to meet to you! My name is Helen and yes, it is still open and you just got the job! I'll be your meow-nager!" she said, holding out her hand to which Sam politely shook despite the strangeness of the situation. Sure, she was excited that she immediately got the job, but it was a little hard not to get over the revelation that it seemed Helen was so enthusiastic about the job that she was even getting into character vocally with the theme!

"Well let's not waste anymore time, then shall we? I'll give you a tour of our establishment, meow~!" Helen told her, immediately motioning her behind the counter. As Sam followed, it didn't really occur to her that it was a strange sight to see full view of her manager's tail from behind and that it was swaying almost too naturally out of the ripped hole in her pants, making direct contact with where her coccyx should be. Of course, she couldn't have noticed it was because of the fact that from the moment she walked through the doors, her eyes began changing; her irises began to turn into a golden yellow while her pupils shifted, becoming more like vertical slits.

They walked behind the counter to the kitchen area, where Helen stood very business-like but kept a warm smile on her feline face. "This is where our chefs will be making our customers their meowtastic meals! Our chefs aren't here at the meowment, but they did leave you a sample of their work for you to try!" she said, showing off the kitchen area which was clearly well maintained, with not an extra stain or smear in sight. Looking back at her, Sam noticed the plate with a freshly cooked burger sitting atop it, still radiating a nice warm heat. "If you didn't know, our restaurant specializes in gourmet burgers at the price of a fast food one! All of our burgers are cooked with the finest fatty tuna cuts and our special secret ingredient! Meow, do you think you can guess what it is?" she says, sliding the plate to Sam.

Sam wanted to decline as she already had lunch before she left home, but the aroma of the fatty tuna burger was just so enticing once the scent wafts reach her nose. And who was she to refuse a polite offer from her manager? So she eagerly picked up the burger and took a well-sized bite. A plethora of rich flavors overwhelmed her taste buds as well as her nose, causing her to close her eyes in savoring the taste. Unbeknownst to her, the burger began to change her as well. Sam's second bite became much easier to tear through the meat as her canines grew sharper, her chews causing her cheeks to become softer and hairier until it grew a full coat of long cat fur. With every huff in between bites, her nose began to shrink and turn leathery, becoming smaller and dark orange, as her upper lips swelled out and a split up the middle separated them, whiskers sprouting out of each one. Her hearing also began to increase, tuning in on the quiet humming of the idle kitchen equipment, to even the birds chirping outside the restaurant, all due to her ears growing into triangular points and crawling up the sides of her head until they reached the top. The rich tasting burger was so much for her that she couldn't help but sway her hips from side to side, not unlike a cat on the hunt. With every sway, a point of pressure began building up in her pants, causing a bump to appear just above the seat of her pants. She didn't even notice the loud "RIP!" that tore out, mainly due to her mind in complete flavor bliss, causing a hole to tear in her pants rear, freeing her newly grown cat tail which swayed in response to her happy emotion. With that emotion also brought up an audible response as she could feel her throat naturally vibrating on its own, growing louder and louder until it sounded just like a cat purring.

By the time she was done, Sam looked similar to her manager in appearance, the difference being that her feline characteristics were more akin to that of an orange, long-haired tabby cat. Satisfied, the new feline girl patted her full stomach contently, not realizing that it was swelling with every pat until she gained a fat tummy not unlike her manager's, though hers seemed a bit more larger if anything. When she came back to her senses, she pondered about the taste of the burger, trying to think of what the secret ingredient was. That's when she realized it when she flicked her tail in annoyance at the problem.

"Meow! It's catnip, isn't it?" she says, feeling confident about her answer. She smiled happily when she saw Helen do the same.

"Meow~ That's correct! We use the finest Nepeta Cataria to season our fatty tuna burgers to satisfy any feline craving!" she confirmed happily. "But be sure not to tell anyone, meow~! It's a trade secret only for us Fat Cats to know!" she whispered to her feline ear.

The words rung through Sam's ears as she opened her eyes to her manager, seeing her not as a silly person in a cat getup, but rather a fellow Fat Cat just like her! Suffice it to say, the kitchen grew loud with the happy purrs and meows made by the two as Helen continued the tour.

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A few days later, "The Fat Cat" finally had its grand opening, ready to serve the neighborhood their delicious tuna burgers. The chefs were already in the kitchen, each of them Fat Cats like Helen and Sam, though in their line of work, they seemed to be a little more portly than the two, though they still were just as round and adorable in the eyes of their fellow cats.

Eventually, Sam was happy to be the one to greet her friends, Abby and Hannah during the lunch hour of the grand opening. Just like her and every customer who walked through the doors, they quickly took a liking to the place, the smell of their special catnip becoming more alluring with every breath. It wasn't long until Sam brought her friends their order of fatty tuna burgers to which they dug in just as quickly. In no time at all, where there sat two human friends of Sam now sat two fellow Fat Cats. As they washed their burgers down with their order of fresh milk, they couldn't help but happily cradle their new bellies which made them look like they were hiding a basketball underneath either of them.

"Meow~! That was so delicious Sam! Thanks for inviting us here!" Hannah said with a smile on her whiskered face.
"Yeah, it sure was meowtastic! Where do you get the milk from?" Abby wondered, tilting her head in cat-like curiosity.

"Oh you meow, we have a special partnership with another restaurant! We agree to sell our best tuna burgers while they sell us their milk from their employees!" Sam replied, looking out the window to the chicken burger joint across the street. She smiled as she watched two familiar girls inside the restaurant talking to the spokesperson inside, oblivious to the whipping cow tails creeping out from under their shirts.

But it didn't really matter to her for now, as Sam was perfectly content with her position as a waitress, serving burgers to her fellow Fat Cats while making sure other humans experience why it's the best to eat at "The Fat Cat"

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It was almost like fate the morning when Sam got an invitation to work at restaurant called, "The Fat Cat" She had never even heard of the place until she realized that it was a new eatery that hadn't opened yet, but were looking for a waitress to help get the place started. Not wanting to turn down an opportunity given to her, she immediately went out to claim the job. The directions on the letter were simple enough, as it was actually near her neighborhood.

She stepped in front of the entrance, taking a good look at the joint: The building had a distinct red and white color scheme; red as the main body with white accents, including cat paws that peppered the walls. Of course, the decorations were true to its namesake, as the windows were plastered with silhouettes of round, circular cats. Even the typeface of the sign had cat ears on the first "T" and a cat tail on the last "t" Sam had to admit, the decoration and building work was quite impressive, if not completely obvious on what theme its trying to convey. But she decided it was enough time stalling herself and opened the door to the restaurant.

As soon as she opened the second set of doors, she was immediately hit with the warm air inside along with a particularly strong herbal smell, something like a spice. Normally she would recoil at such a scent, but as the sensation reached her brain, it actually began to calm her, if not make her envious for more. She shook herself back into focus, remembering the reason why she was there in the first place.

She was about to look for the manager's office when she heard a voice come from behind the register. "Meow~! You must be Sam!" Looking over at the source of the sound, she saw for the first time her new manager whom she'd be working with, though it was not quite what she had expected. She wore a typical business attire of a white dress shirt, a long black skirt, and black leather flats on her feet. She was a bit portly, her dress shirt bulging a bit from a beer belly, nothing out of the ordinary. What was strange was the fact that she appeared to be wearing very realistic cat accessories, making her eyes, ears, nose, and mouth look much like a feline would. She even appeared to be wearing a cat tail, but what was making it move so smoothly and elegantly? Overall, she appeared to look like a short-haired tabby, despite her long brown hair.

"Um, yeah! That's me, Sam. I'm here for the open position as a waitress, is that still open?" she asked a bit coyly, not expecting the feline appearance of her soon-to-be boss.
"It's very nice to meet to you! My name is Helen and yes, it is still open and you just got the job! I'll be your meow-nager!" she said, holding out her hand to which Sam politely shook despite the strangeness of the situation. Sure, she was excited that she immediately got the job, but it was a little hard not to get over the revelation that it seemed Helen was so enthusiastic about the job that she was even getting into character vocally with the theme!

"Well let's not waste anymore time, then shall we? I'll give you a tour of our establishment, meow~!" Helen told her, immediately motioning her behind the counter. As Sam followed, it didn't really occur to her that it was a strange sight to see full view of her manager's tail from behind and that it was swaying almost too naturally out of the ripped hole in her pants, making direct contact with where her coccyx should be. Of course, she couldn't have noticed it was because of the fact that from the moment she walked through the doors, her eyes began changing; her irises began to turn into a golden yellow while her pupils shifted, becoming more like vertical slits.

They walked behind the counter to the kitchen area, where Helen stood very business-like but kept a warm smile on her feline face. "This is where our chefs will be making our customers their meowtastic meals! Our chefs aren't here at the meowment, but they did leave you a sample of their work for you to try!" she said, showing off the kitchen area which was clearly well maintained, with not an extra stain or smear in sight. Looking back at her, Sam noticed the plate with a freshly cooked burger sitting atop it, still radiating a nice warm heat. "If you didn't know, our restaurant specializes in gourmet burgers at the price of a fast food one! All of our burgers are cooked with the finest fatty tuna cuts and our special secret ingredient! Meow, do you think you can guess what it is?" she says, sliding the plate to Sam.

Sam wanted to decline as she already had lunch before she left home, but the aroma of the fatty tuna burger was just so enticing once the scent wafts reach her nose. And who was she to refuse a polite offer from her manager? So she eagerly picked up the burger and took a well-sized bite. A plethora of rich flavors overwhelmed her taste buds as well as her nose, causing her to close her eyes in savoring the taste. Unbeknownst to her, the burger began to change her as well. Sam's second bite became much easier to tear through the meat as her canines grew sharper, her chews causing her cheeks to become softer and hairier until it grew a full coat of long cat fur. With every huff in between bites, her nose began to shrink and turn leathery, becoming smaller and dark orange, as her upper lips swelled out and a split up the middle separated them, whiskers sprouting out of each one. Her hearing also began to increase, tuning in on the quiet humming of the idle kitchen equipment, to even the birds chirping outside the restaurant, all due to her ears growing into triangular points and crawling up the sides of her head until they reached the top. The rich tasting burger was so much for her that she couldn't help but sway her hips from side to side, not unlike a cat on the hunt. With every sway, a point of pressure began building up in her pants, causing a bump to appear just above the seat of her pants. She didn't even notice the loud "RIP!" that tore out, mainly due to her mind in complete flavor bliss, causing a hole to tear in her pants rear, freeing her newly grown cat tail which swayed in response to her happy emotion. With that emotion also brought up an audible response as she could feel her throat naturally vibrating on its own, growing louder and louder until it sounded just like a cat purring.

By the time she was done, Sam looked similar to her manager in appearance, the difference being that her feline characteristics were more akin to that of an orange, long-haired tabby cat. Satisfied, the new feline girl patted her full stomach contently, not realizing that it was swelling with every pat until she gained a fat tummy not unlike her manager's, though hers seemed a bit more larger if anything. When she came back to her senses, she pondered about the taste of the burger, trying to think of what the secret ingredient was. That's when she realized it when she flicked her tail in annoyance at the problem.

"Meow! It's catnip, isn't it?" she says, feeling confident about her answer. She smiled happily when she saw Helen do the same.

"Meow~ That's correct! We use the finest Nepeta Cataria to season our fatty tuna burgers to satisfy any feline craving!" she confirmed happily. "But be sure not to tell anyone, meow~! It's a trade secret only for us Fat Cats to know!" she whispered to her feline ear.

The words rung through Sam's ears as she opened her eyes to her manager, seeing her not as a silly person in a cat getup, but rather a fellow Fat Cat just like her! Suffice it to say, the kitchen grew loud with the happy purrs and meows made by the two as Helen continued the tour.

---

A few days later, "The Fat Cat" finally had its grand opening, ready to serve the neighborhood their delicious tuna burgers. The chefs were already in the kitchen, each of them Fat Cats like Helen and Sam, though in their line of work, they seemed to be a little more portly than the two, though they still were just as round and adorable in the eyes of their fellow cats.

Eventually, Sam was happy to be the one to greet her friends, Abby and Hannah during the lunch hour of the grand opening. Just like her and every customer who walked through the doors, they quickly took a liking to the place, the smell of their special catnip becoming more alluring with every breath. It wasn't long until Sam brought her friends their order of fatty tuna burgers to which they dug in just as quickly. In no time at all, where there sat two human friends of Sam now sat two fellow Fat Cats. As they washed their burgers down with their order of fresh milk, they couldn't help but happily cradle their new bellies which made them look like they were hiding a basketball underneath either of them.

"Meow~! That was so delicious Sam! Thanks for inviting us here!" Hannah said with a smile on her whiskered face.
"Yeah, it sure was meowtastic! Where do you get the milk from?" Abby wondered, tilting her head in cat-like curiosity.

"Oh you meow, we have a special partnership with another restaurant! We agree to sell our best tuna burgers while they sell us their milk from their employees!" Sam replied, looking out the window to the chicken burger joint across the street. She smiled as she watched two familiar girls inside the restaurant talking to the spokesperson inside, oblivious to the whipping cow tails creeping out from under their shirts.

But it didn't really matter to her for now, as Sam was perfectly content with her position as a waitress, serving burgers to her fellow Fat Cats while making sure other humans experience why it's the best to eat at "The Fat Cat"

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