Gunther's hands moved lower as he began to rub the girl's back, noticing that the cats were starting to disappear.  Which meant that the medication he had taken was either starting or stopping working.  He remembered well the cautions he had been given about the girl's ears and tail, and intended to have a great deal of fun with them once he had secured her cooperation.  Or, failing that, successfully imprisoned her.<br/><br/>"You're going to be living with me for a while" Gunther stated, wrapping his arm around the girl.  "If you're good, I'll make sure and give you plenty of tuna and toys to play with.  I'm going to be trying to help you, and I'll have to do things that will make you uncomfortable.  As long as you stay calm afterwards, I'll make sure you get your treats."  Gunther smiled quite sincerely, then illustrated his point by sticking his hand under the elastic waistband of the girl's shorts, his fingertips brushing against her maidenhead as his thumb toyed lightly with the clasp that held her tail on, moving it just enough to show the girl that he could remove it if he wanted to.