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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 · Fantasie
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New Venture

"Let's mark all the attacks and escape routes on a map. Maybe we'll find a pattern that way," Jacob suggested. He pulled out his phone and opened a picture of a map of the city that he found in the library. However, even after marking everything, we found nothing. It seemed that after every attack, the criminals would simply escape to the nearest place where they could erase their smell, after which their trail would be lost. They weren't stupid.

"What do we do now?" I asked.

"I don't know. Do you have any ideas?" Jacob replied. I shook my head.

"Perhaps…" Esmeralda chimed in hesitantly. We both sharply turned our head to look at her hopefully.

"Yes?"

"Perhaps I could try making contact with some workers at pleasure-houses. Gossip travels quickly, and those places are hubs of gossip, especially if it's about those in the same line of work, and especially if it's about those who are of a higher rank, such as harem slaves."