Moss_Plains

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.

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"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!"

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"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!"

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"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.

Slave to Reality

Sitting and waiting in the closet left me with nothing to do, and my thoughts started to wander again, this time towards the people I left behind.

"William, Mother, Father, Emma, Beverly, Martin, Philip, Henry", With each name I recited, the flow of tears intensified. I was now permanently cut off from all the people I cared about. I didn't know where I was, and I had no way of going back. Soon I was sobbing uncontrollably.

Added to my misery was the fear that the owner of the house, who I knew by scent to be a man, would soon come back and find me. Even if I managed to escape, if such a wealthy and powerful individual realized that someone invaded his home he could send a whole army to hunt me down. The terror of being chased by an angry mob was fresh in my mind, and that was in Prandia, my home country. I didn't know my way around this foreign land. I barely knew my way around this house.

Caught