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

"In all the excitement I forgot my manners. What can I offer you to eat?" Mother said.

"I would love nothing more than to eat your food again, but I can't. Jacob's people have many rules about food, and when I joined them, I accepted the rules too." Mother seemed crestfallen.

"I can still cook with you, and it's possible for me to eat what you prepare, it's just not so easy anymore. We'll need to make some preparations, and do it in a specific way, with specific tools and ingredients," I tried to console her. She seemed slightly less despondent after hearing that.

"Emma, Beverly, can you help Vivian move into the guest room?" Mother said.

The two of them took the backpacks and led the way up the stairs to what used to be Mark's room. It now had a larger bed, suitable for two people, and a crib.

Homecoming (2)