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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 · Fantaisie
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REBECCA

Jacob lit the Hanukkah candles for both of us.

Ever since our parents left for the States for work, it's been just the two of us here. I was in my last year of high school at the time, and Jacob was already working, so we both stayed here and Jacob took on dad's role in some ways, including when it came to leading the religious ceremonies in our house. Once I finished high school I moved out, first to do my one year of national service, then college. However, I still usually came home for Shabbat and holidays.

My college was an all-girls religious college that combined religious studies with academic studies. It was a rigorous all-day program that left little free time, and vacation days were a rarity. That was part of the reason why I didn't go home very often. Traveling would cut into the precious little time I had for doing homework and studying for tests.