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Slave to Reality

A catgirl escapes from slavery in her fantasy world to the real world and must learn everything from scratch. Vivian is a catgirl, born in a world in which all beast-kin are considered as nothing more than intelligent animals and are kept as slaves. Her new owner horribly abuses her, but eventually with the help of a friend she manages to escape, and while running for her life she passes through a portal to the real world. There she finds herself trapped in the apartment of young man who must be a powerful mage, considering all the impressive artifacts he possesses, and who kindly teaches her his language and his world. Volume 1 Is about falling into and escaping from abuse. The story gets lighter afterwards. ——————————————— "Please, master, don't do this. I'm your sister!" "Animals and people can't be family! Besides, even if they could, we're not related by blood. Now take off you clothes and get on the bed!" "No!" "Fine, it's you who's asking for punishment." "AAARGH!" ——————————————— "Vivian, even if my world was filled with beautiful cat girls and bunny girls, and every other kind of beast-kin, you'd still be the only one for me. Will you marry me?" "Yes!" ——————————————— "How much for the orange-haired beauty?" "She's not for sale." "How about for rent, then? How much for a night?" "She's not for rent, either." "Come on, you can't expect to walk in here with property like this and not share!" "Vivian, this man is annoying me. Please get rid of him." "Yes master!" "Hey, let go of me! How dare you lay a hand on a human! You can't just throw me out! Ouch!" CRASH.

Moss_Plains · Fantasy
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215 Chs

Hideout

JACOB

I farted.

"Shhh!" Vivian admonished me.

"Sorry…"

I turned away from the sight of Vivian's nose cutely scrunched up in disgust and returned to my observation of the warehouse. My little sound threads were worming their way through, but it was difficult to get them where I wanted them without being able to see where I was going. I was progressing purely based on sound, without even much in the way of feel, and sound could be dimmed and distorted by obstructions.

"Take it easy. You know this always happens," one voice said. Finally, I found them.

"They could just fucking come on time, for fuck's sake," another one grumbled, and was answered with a snort.

"Their contacts aren't here yet," I told Vivian and Esmeralda.

"We know. My men are watching the place, remember?" Esmeralda replied.

"I'm going to enjoy this once we no longer need them," Vivian growled.