by The Author
Weeks had become months on Joy's Isle. It had become a permanent vacation of sorts, and it began to feel like home. Memories were being made, and the three sisters I was in love with were having the time of their lives. Or, rather, nine lives, since the four of us could all transform into white long-haired, blue-eyed cats.
Katherine and Rebekah had blue eyes with dirty blonde hair, but Ilayda and I had brown eyes, so it was an enigma as to why all four of us had blue eyes as cats.
Not only could we all become cats, we could each also morph into other forms as well. I could become a golden hamster, which allowed me to become small and stealthy so I could spy on other vacationers, staring at them from afar, and sometimes cause chaos and mischief, scaring everyone. I skedaddled, scurried and scampered, scaring everyone for no reason. As a hamster, I couldn't always control this behavior.
Katherine could transform into a peregrine falcon, since she was primarily a healer of birds. She would sometimes fly high above the island, and lookout for incoming visitors as they arrived at Joy's Isle. She would also go hunting and dive into the sea and catch fish, which we had for dinner. One time, we clocked her speed at 270 mph.
Rebekah could transform into a black and white rabbit, which allowed her to sniff out the right roses for use in her various flower arrangement projects. Bekah the Bunny, we would call her. One time, when I was in my hamster form, I tried to mount Bekah the Bunny. It didn't work out too well and there wasn't a hoppy finish.
Ilayda could become a wild winged water fairy at will. She would fart fairy dust out of her ass as she flew over the island, enchanting the tropical paradise with colorful rainbows, bringing a sense of euphoria to everyone on the island. She called this "Fairy Crap Dusting."
Various celebrities often came to Joy's Isle. They would visit for days or weeks at a time, staying in the Victorian-era mansion that sat atop a hill. Everyone arrived by ship, sometimes bringing a crew along. Joy's Isle was used as both a vacation spot, as well as for doing photoshoots or making videos.
Reese Witherspoon regularly visited Joy's Isle. One time, she was laying on the beach in a pink swimsuit with a turquoise sun skirt. As she was soaking up the sunshine, minding her own business, I scampered up her skirt, scaring her. She gasped, screamed, and grabbed my little golden hamster ass and tossed me into the sea.
One day, Evanna Lynch arrived in a pink yacht, and she had a titanium tote filled with tuna. Katherine, Rebekah, Ilayda, and I were in our cat forms, coming down from the mansion to greet Evanna. Suddenly, we could all smell the tuna, and we all got high as a kite.
BAM BAM BAM BAM! All four of us were drawn to the titanium tote, clinging to it like magnets. "Mew!" we all begged, staring at Evanna with wide, innocent-looking kitten eyes.
Evanna opened the tote, and the four of us went to town on the tuna. As we were feasting, Evanna pet us. "Who's a good kitty!?" she affectionately said with pursed lips.
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Taylor Swift had been staying on Joy's Isle for a while, doing photoshoots, making music videos, and working on her new album. Word got around that she was going to be going on a tour soon upon the release of her latest album. Her new tour would be called "The Tulip Tears Tour," named for her new album, "Tulip Tears."
Rebekah had been helping with floral arrangements for use in Taylor's music videos and photoshoots. Ilayda helped enchant the sets with her colorful effects, and Katherine caught fish to help feed the set crews.
Being a curious hamster, I scampered into Taylor's hotel suite through an open balcony door one evening. She was off filming a video, so there was no one there.
Next to the bed was a vanity, and on the vanity I saw some details about the album, mostly notes Taylor had written about her album "Tulip Tears." Scanning the notes, the vibe I got was that her new album was about new romance blooming, and the brokenness of pain that comes along the journey of forging and nurturing a newfound love.
One of the notes was a list of tracks that would be in the new album:
1) Tulip Tears
2) Tortured Petals
3) Bloom Era
4) Budding Showgirl
5) Water My Tulip
There were other songs, too, but those were all I could remember offhand. As I was trying to memorize the song names, I was interrupted by Taylor as she swiftly entered the room, saw me, and tried to scoop me up. I had to skedaddle, pronto.
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A few days later, Taylor Swift left Joy's Isle to begin her Tulip Tears Tour. Rebekah had been contracted to grow custom tulips and transport them to the opening show for the tour.
Ilayda, Katherine and I would help Rebekah with the daunting task of the tulip transport. Ilayda used her "crap dusting" skill to magically fertilize and grow the tulips in time for the tour, which was only a couple days away. A wide variety of tulips were grown, in many different colors.
Katherine had no need of the Veterinary Vixen, as she had no patients at the moment, and the ship was large enough to hold the tulip cargo. Although the ship appeared outwardly as a normal-sized vessel, the interior was far larger. The three sisters and I loaded up the ship, and we sailed away.
The voyage of the Veterinary Vixen was, once again, in motion. We estimated we'd arrive at the concert venue with adequate time to spare.
We were wrong.
Several hours into our voyage, the sea skies grew dark and ominous, and a storm developed on the horizon. The four of us were in our human form, so we could easily manage any trials the sea might bring upon us.
Looking through binoculars, I saw an unsettling sight. On the horizon was a behemoth leviathan approaching. The enormous creature had no eyes, only a perpetually open, gaping mouth. There were two arms connected to it's blue-green cylindrical worm-like body, near it's open mouth. Judging by the distance, I estimated the gargantuan sea-eating monster to be around 20 km long, 4km wide, and 5 km high.
The waters immediately around the "Sea Eater" seemed chaotic, and the sky above it appeared sickly green, glowing and swirling with eerie energy. The otherworldly obstacle was in our path, and headed straight for us.
As I looked around for land in the immediate vicinity, I spotted a spit of land to the left of us. Looking closer, I saw some stilted huts on the end of the sandy spit. Then something else caught my eye as I looked through the binoculars.
"I thought I saw..." I said in a puzzled tone. It couldn't be. I swore I saw someone that looked just like me peering through binoculars back at me from the distant sand spit.
Just then, the ship surged forward, and we were now getting sucked toward the Sea Eater. In a panic, the four of us transformed into our cat forms and held on for dear life.
The air rapidly grew sour with the stench of rotting sea creatures and murky waters. Lightning flashed all around us, and the mouth of the Sea Eater made our very existence feel insignificant. We were but a mere speck compared to the miles-wide mouth that surrounded us, and we had been sucked in.
The sea swirled violently within the Sea Eater, and the intense interior had it's own ecosystem and weather, it seemed. The further in we went, the more the inner slimy walls of the creature closed in around us.
Suddenly, we found ourselves in a swirling turquoise vortex. Spinning in circles, we thought we were doomed. It felt like we were stuck in there for hours, swirling in perpetual terror, lost to time.
Then everything went black.
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The Veterinary Vixen was completely submerged in murky water, circling upwards for a few moments. The circling water opened into a whirlpool, and the ship emerged from the swirling water, remarkably intact.
Catching our breath, Katherine, Rebekah, Ilayda and I were still in our cat form, drenched and dripping wet. So there we were, four wet ass pussies on a Viking vessel that had just come out of a Sea Eater's asshole, apparently.
We found ourselves in calm waters. It had felt like we had lost time while being devoured by the Sea Eater, but then we realized where we were. We had, remarkably, ended up at our destination.
On the shore of an exotic beach was a massive concert stage, all set up with giant tulips as props. Another Viking ship was already there, anchored, and Taylor Swift was doing a sound check. We had ended up there early, in plenty of time to complete our task of getting the tulips delivered and unloaded.
Katherine transformed into her peregrine form, and flew over the beach, surveying the scene, and found a spot to stock up the tulips. We all transformed into our human selves, and got busy unloading tulips.
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Evening set in, and the tropical twilight swiftly brought the crowds. The beach was full of thousands of fans anticipating the official launch of Taylor's Tulip Tears album.
The concert began, and Katherine and Ilayda transformed into their peregrine and fairy selves and flew over the audience, dropping tulips. Rebekah and I couldn't fly, so we tossed tulips into the crowd.
By the end of the concert, there wasn't a dry eye on the beach. Everyone had tulips and tears, and the first stop on Taylor's Tulip Tears Tour had gone smoothly.
After the crowds left, all grew quiet, and I lay on the beach, staring at the stars with Katherine, Rebekah, and Ilayda next to me.
Tomorrow would be a new day.