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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 · Fantasía
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Renaissance Man

JACOB

Each game was short, so we ended up playing a few more before we had to stop. Although I only had two biology courses left before graduation, the others still had a full schedule, and their afternoon classes were about to start. However, they did promise to get together again soon, and I offered to teach them games from my country. Perhaps Chess or Texas Hold'em might get popular here. Who could know?

Once I was alone again, and after I finished processing what happened during those games, I was still left alone with my thoughts, alone with my connection to Stella. I wanted to talk to her, to get to know her, to ask about her life and experiences, but I knew I shouldn't. That was just a pretext that would lead to other things. I needed a new distraction. Something to keep my mind off her, to stay away from her, until I cooled off.