I screamed, thrashing and trying to throw the oversized kitty off, but it stayed put. Desperate, I looked around. Where the hell were those charm thingies when you needed one? Gritting my teeth, I fought to change shapes into something to give the jaguar a run for its money. My brain was so overloaded with terror, I couldn’t focus. I closed my eyes. Concentrate, Sally. You can do this! You have to! The jaguar growled, and I tensed, bracing myself to have my throat ripped out. “Oh, for crying out loud!” said a sassy voice above me. “I didn’t even scratch you, you pussy!” I froze. Did… did the jaguar just talk? I cringed as the kitty’s hot breath brushed the back of my neck. “Now I see I don’t have anything to worry about from you. I was concerned, you being a succubus and all, that you’d try to shape-shift and bully me, but now I see you’re pathetic.” I gritted my teeth. It wasn’t just a talking jaguar - it was a trash-talking jaguar. That’s when I noticed the paranormal signature rolling off the jaguar.
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