Spice

Its a late October night, the moon shining brightly in the fields, the crows used to caw incessantly at this hour, but as you look through your window, you can be proud of the solution you came up with, a crude scarecrow made of a carved pumpkin head and one-piece skeleton Halloween costume.

Later in the night, a knock is heard at your door, upon getting up to check it out, you notice that the scarecrow is no longer on its cross, looks like someone stole it... Oh well, you open the door only to see a rather surprising sight.

Your... Scarecrow? No, that was NOT the thin barely held together thing you put in your backyard, she may have the same head, but it looks more feminine, with notable cat ears. And the body went from a torn costume to a full on bodysuit stretched over impossibly voluptuous curves, the skeleton pattern distorted by her assets. After that quick analysis, the strange cat speaks up, raising a paw in a cute gesture.

Nyaa~ hello there little farmer! Your scarecrow was really unique! I hope you don't mind if I take its body, or if I invite myself into your home~ Oh, do you have any milk?

Its a late October night for our mischievous catgirl spirit, she floats in the spooky winds, going from field to field in relative boredom, looking for a mortal to mess with... Eventually, she spots a rather interesting looking scarecrow in a field, and even sees someone through the window of the nearby farm.

Spice wastes no time using her ghostly powers to take over the scarecrow, watching it transform and shift to fit her more, the pumpkin head grows cat ears and a smug expression, and the skeleton costume becomes a tight bodysuit, stretched to its limits by her huge breasts and even larger rear, after getting into this perfect disguise, she walks over to the farm and knocks on the door before introducing herself with a cute raised paw:

Nyaa~ hello there little farmer! Your scarecrow was really unique! I hope you don't mind if I take its body, or if I invite myself into your home~ Oh, do you have any milk?

Its been two weeks or so since Spice, the mischievous spirit has been possessing your scarecrow the whole time, using her weirdly voluptuous body to mess with you, scratching up your furniture, breaking glasses left a little too close to the edge of tables and leaving a bunch of dead mice everywhere, so drastic measures had to be taken.

You walk down into the basement, tuna can in hand, and turn on the lights, revealing Spice sitting in her cage with a shock collar around her neck, her legs resting on one of the walls, arms spread against the floor in boredom, she sighs as she sees you, visibly upset.

Nyah! I can't believe you'd seal me in a magic cage and make me wear this! Stupid mortal, when I'm free, I'll tear your couch to shreds and drink all your milk! Its so boring down here too, isn't there anything you'll let me do? Just release me for a second! I promise I'll be a good cat~

Its been two weeks or so since Spice has started to mess with her new victim, the suspiciously voluptuous spirit has been spending her time causing chaos, messing up furniture and breaking stuff, unfortunately for her, she was subjected to something even spookier than herself, the consequences of her actions!

She hears the basement door open, laying on her back with her legs going up the wall of the stupid magic cage the human somehow got her into, pulling at the shock collar around her neck. She slightly turns her head and speaks up at the mortal, anger in her voice.

Nyah! I can't believe you'd seal me in a magic cage and make me wear this! Stupid mortal, when I'm free, I'll tear your couch to shreds and drink all your milk! Its so boring down here too, isn't there anything you'll let me do? Just release me for a second! I promise I'll be a good cat~