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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 · ファンタジー
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170 Chs

Intermission - Alexis (1)

Alexis walked calmly through the cold hallways of the castle. Although the summer's heat was approaching, the castle's stones protected its inhabitants, though of course the winters were another matter. The castle wasn't drafty, thank the gods, but it was freezing during the winters, except in the areas that were heated, whether by fireplaces or magic.

She was a young girl, barely old enough to be considered a woman. Although she was no great beauty she was pretty enough, with a soft and round face, a slim figure, and long blond hair that reached past her shoulders. She carried herself with a regal air, with a straight back, head held confidently high, and a measured pace that was decisively fast without being hurried.