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

It didn't take too long for the first invitation to come in. Surprisingly, it was from someone who's mages I hadn't encountered in school. Vivian answered the knock on the door.

"I carry a message from my lord to your master," a male voice said. I looked over from the bed, where I was just starting to get comfortable, and through the partition that separated the sleeping area from the sitting area. I saw a middle-aged gentleman with an impressive mustache with pointy edges standing outside the door.

"Please wait a moment while I inform my master of your arrival." She left him at the door while she came to report to me, but there was no need. I was fully aware of what was happening. With a sigh I pulled my pants back on and tucked in my shirt, then went to receive the messenger.

The man bowed, then pulled out an envelope. I took it and read the letter.

Marquis Leon