The Queen of All Housecats

She was twenty-two feet tall from the tip of her foreclaw to the tip of her ear, and she was the ruler of all she surveyed. The Queen of All Housecats had arisen at last, and with her army of fluffy gray minions had subjugated the puny humans to her merest whim.

As her victorious minions prowled forth to choose their own personal humans to dominate, the Queen reflected that it was all over now but the purring.

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