BlueberyTempest

I was on my way home with my friend when suddenly, I spotted a beautiful catgirl cosplayer with white hair. But something felt off. I couldn’t recall seeing her in any anime, manga, or games I had ever come across.

Confused, I asked my friend standing next to me. To my shock, my friend’s response sent chills down my spine:

"Huh? What catgirl? What are you talking about?"

Suddenly, a truck came barreling toward the girl. Without thinking, I rushed to save her. In the end, both of us were hit by the truck.

Now, I finds myself reincarnated in another world, in the body of the very catgirl I had seen.

But... who is this girl?

How is she related to the dungeons that keep popping up in the new world?

Read to find out.

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It's really fun, with a lot of catgirls cute moments that let you explore what it's like to become a catgirl. (Like, what do they eat? Do they hate bath? Does their tongues have spike? Can they survive falling from high above?) There's a lot of sweet romance development and of course, some spicy chapters. But on the other hand, there will also be some intense action and dark moments as the story progresses.

MC will be very confused emotionally and can be a bit annoying at first since she has to adapt to the catgirl genetics. Don't expect smut chappies right away because there has to be at least some relationship development. 

Slice of life slow start, slow burn, a lot of action later on.

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Catgirls And Dungeons

And then… another memory rises, like a ripple through still water.

Now, I find myself reclining on an exquisite Victorian-style couch, nestled in the heart of a grand, dimly lit bedroom. Velvet drapes hang heavy over tall windows, and the flickering golden light of enchanted lamps casts a warm, intimate glow over the room.

Jasmine. Lilac. And something deeper, darker… like crushed roses soaked in moonlight. It clings to each breath I draw. It's heady, almost overwhelming.

I should've chosen something lighter.

I rest languidly on one side, my body draped in the thinnest, most scandalous nightgown I've ever worn.

Waiting for her