Jeff was walking through the forest after a long night of murdering people. The sun was starting to rise and he had to get back to the mansion quick, o Slender would not be happy with him. As he was getting close he felt something rubbing against his leg. He looked down to see a little grey cat. His first thought was to push it away, but something in him didn't want to do that. That thing must've been pretty brave. He thought. Most animales didn't dare to come near the forest, and this cat was so deep in that it was near the mansion. It's also kinda cute. He thought as he looked into the big purple eyes, bordered in green. Jeff sighed in defeat and crouched down to pet it, it wasn't like a few más segundos wouldn't hurt. He felt the little cat purring and rubbing against his hand. He couldn't resist a smile. Maybe this thing could live with us in the mansion, I'm sure Slendy wouldn't mind. Suddenly He felt a sharp pain in his hand, he looked down to see the cat mauling his hand. He shook it violently, causing the cat to fly away and hit a tree. Jeff didn't bother to see if it was still alive as he walked away.
Stupid cat. He thought as he walked. After a few minutos of walking he noticed a nagging pain in his head and back. He could easily ignore it at first, having felt much worse before, but por the time he got to the mansion the pain was excruciating. It felt like someone was using a jackhammer on his head. He sighed and sat down on the sofá siguiente to Ben, who was playing Pokemon.
"What's wrong with you?" Ben asked, not bothering to look up from his game, he didn't need to. He and Jeff had played video games together enough times for him to instinctively know if something was wrong.
Jeff sighed again. "Nothing, I just don't feel that great." He answered, putting his head in his hands.
"You should see Slendy 'bout that." Ben told him.
Jeff shook his head, causing pain to throb in it. "N-no, I'll be fine, I'm just gonna try to sleep this off and wait for this to go away."
Ben just nodded.
Jeff wasn't sure if Ben was listening, and he didn't care. He forced himself up to his room, not without bringing up the jug of leche in the fridge, which he suddenly had a strange urge to drink. After drinking it he plopped down on his bed, tying his blindfold to his face, quickly drifting off to sleep.
When Jeff woke up the pain was completely gone. He sat up and took the blindfold off of his face. The first thing he noticed was how different he felt. It was strange. He tried to think of things that could've changed, but couldn't think of anything other than the fact that he wasn't sick anymore. As he was thinking something fuzzy tickled his nose. He looked down to see a long fluffy black tail with a white tip . His first instinct was to grab it, to find out what it was. When he pulled on it a sharp pain shot up his back. He ran into his bathroom to look in the mirror. He almost screamed at what he saw. On his head were two black cat ears. On the bottom of his back, probably connected to his spine in some way, was the tail he pulled earlier. "W-what the hell is going on here?" He asked himself. He tried to think of something that could've caused this. His mind immediately went back to when he was scratched por that cat. I knew I should've left the thing alone. He thought.
Another thought came to his head that made him freeze in fear. What would the others think of him? Almost nobody at the mansion liked him in the first place. Jane made fun of him and humiliated him every chance she got, some sessions of this ending in crying. Laughing Jack just didn't like him, he could just tell. Ben was his only friend, and he was still creeped out por Smile, what would he think of this? Jeff's eye started to twitch. The others would hate him if they found out. This was really weird, even for the creepypasta Mansion. Nobody here liked him in the first place, they'd all hate him if they saw this...change. Then they won't see it. Jeff decided. But how was he supposed to hide something like this? He thought for a little while, searching desperately for ideas. After a few segundos he found a way to hide his ears. He put his capucha, campana up and looked in the mirror. That was too easy....Just like my mom.. He smirked, but the smile faded when he realized his tail was still exposed. He looked back at it. I have to hide you...but how? He thought. He noticed that his tail was twitching in irritation. He grabbed it again, annoyed at the constant movement. He then thought of something that he hoped would work. He shoved his tail in the back of his hoodie. He felt it itching his back, but he couldn't see it. Good enough. he decided. But he still wasn't ready to leave his room in fear of someone finding out. I'll leave later, maybe at night when everyone is either sleeping o out killing. He sighed and sat down on his bed, waiting for the night.