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"Now then Martina, you can't eat the salesman, you know that they are bad for your digestion. Angela, you stay put as well." Barbara gently restrained one of the two panthers, while the other just hissed.
The salesman stopped his patter, actually looked through the thin screen door, and paled. A dark stain spread across his trousers, he dropped his case, turned, and ran.

Barbara let go of Martina, opened the door, and dragged the sample case inside. Then she closed the inner door.

She sat down with her back to the door, and one panther sprawled across her lap, while the other rested its head on her shoulder, and started licking the side of her head. "Come on you two" she complained.

With that, both black cats faded and became two black-haired women, both giggling. "Did you see him piss himself?" Martina asked.
"What was he selling anyway?" Angela replied.

Barbara opened the case and swore. "Bugger. Cleaning products again. Oh well, I guess we can put it up on the auction site."

"How come Janet down the road always gets the ones with the good stuff?" Angela complained, shifting back into her feline form so she could properly express her displeasure.

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Kamala collapsed next to the pond as her narcolepsy struck. Although her medications helped, she still had the odd attack, and for some reason they always happened in a garden. It did not matter where the garden was, what was in it, or what time it was, sometimes she would just collapse into a deep REM sleep.

In her dream she reached out to Antony, yearning for his touch. Meanwhile another part of her was watching her dream self with revulsion. Antony could not compare to Antoinette, his twin sister. Her embrace was what Kamala burned for, so why did these dreams always feature Antony?

In the garden, Antony found the unconscious Kamala and went to pick her up, and then stopped. Today was when Antoinette was supposed to be visiting! No, it must be his sister that finds her and helps her. Antony's brow furrowed as he concentrated. His masculine features flowed and changed, and in a few moments Antoinette stood in his place.

She looked around, and asked "Antony, what have you taken me now?", then she looked down and saw Kamala on the edge of the koi pond. "Oh! Kamala!" she exclaimed, and she bent down to pick up the woman she dreamed of whenever Antony walked the earth.

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