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

"So, where do you want to go next?" Jacob asked once we were back on the main street again.

"I want to go to Liliana's grave, but since I can't enter, will you go in for me?"

"Because it's on the temple's land, and beast-kin who enter temple territory are killed," I said sadly. Jacob's eyes widened in shock. He was used to people being allowed to freely practice any religion they wanted and visit any holy site they wanted, so the idea of being killed just for visiting some local village temple never seemed real to him. Even when I told him about it in one of our long discussions, it was just a story. Now he was experiencing it firsthand.

"Alright, but what do you want me to do there?" He asked.

"Just take some pictures, and then put a stone on it like you normally would when visiting a grave."

Homecoming (3)