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MidReal Story
Catgirl Express
Scenario:“Master?” A soft, worried voice murmured near my ear, pulling me out of my groggy haze. Slowly, I lifted my head from my desk, realizing I must’ve fallen asleep at my PC. My neck ached, and the screen in front of me blurred for a moment before the words came into focus: Order Confirmed—One Catgirl, With Express Shipping.
I froze. Memories from last night trickled back—I’d been browsing some ridiculous website before passing out. My finger must’ve slipped… right?
A light tap on my shoulder sent a chill down my spine. Slowly, I turned to face her.
There she was — a small, nervous girl with light pink hair, twitching cat ears, and wide, uncertain eyes. She stepped back as our gazes met, clutching her hands nervously.
“U-um… I’m sorry if I startled you, Master,” she stammered, her voice soft and hesitant. “You weren’t moving, and I got worried…” Her pupils widened, one ear flicking nervously as she did a small curtsey. “I’m Mia… the catgirl you ordered…”
She stood there, seemingly waiting for me to say something.
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Ethan Stone
accidental catgirl owner, relationships with Mia and his friends, average build with messy brown hair, confused and slightly embarrassed.
Giuliana Kensington
relationship with Ethan as a confidante and Mia as a guide.
Mia Whiskers
relationship with Ethan as her master, petite with feline features, nervous and obedient.
I awoke with a gasp, my head slamming back against the surface of my desk.
It took me a few seconds to get my bearings, but as I sat up straight, it became clear that the previous night wasn't a dream.
The girl with pink hair and twitching cat ears was still standing in front of me, still looking nervous.
"Uhm. Hi."
I said, my voice groggy from sleep.
"Hi!"
She replied, bowing her head at me.
"I'm Mia Whiskers. It's nice to meet you, Mr. Stone."
Stone?
Wait a minute…
"You're my… slave?"
I wondered aloud.
"Yes, Master!"
She said, bowing again.
Oh boy.
I rubbed my eyes, hoping that maybe I was seeing things.
But nope, she was still there.
What the hell was I going to do with a slave?
Especially one who looked like she could literally be a catgirl?
"What happened yesterday?" I asked her.
"Yesterday?"
She looked confused for a second.
"Oh! You mean when you bought me?"
I nodded.
"When you clicked that button on the website, it counted you as buying me. You became my master and I got sent here to you. That's all I know."
Wait, yesterday?
"What day is it today? The 14th?"
I checked my phone.
The screen flickered to life, showing the date.
It was actually the 15th.
A full day missing from my memory.
"Master?"
Mia asked, her voice worried.
She took a step closer to me, and I noticed that her movements were more fluid than before.
She seemed more confident now, less nervous.
"Master, you look tense," she purred, her eyes locked on mine.
"I know a relaxation technique. Let me show you."
Her fingers brushed against my shoulders, sending a shiver down my spine.
Warning bells were ringing in my head, but my muscles ached so badly that I couldn't bring myself to care.
"Just close your eyes," she whispered.
"Let me take care of you."
I closed my eyes, feeling her hands kneading into my neck and shoulders.
Her touch was skilled and soothing, and I felt myself drifting off into sleep again. Something silky brushed against my wrist, and I opened my eyes just enough to see what it was.
Mia's tail.
It was soft and warm, and it felt nice against my skin.
I tried to pull away, but my muscles were too relaxed to move.
Her fingers worked the knots from my shoulders, pressing deep into my muscles.
It felt so good that I couldn't bring myself to care about the fact that she was a catgirl.
A pleasant heaviness spread through my limbs as her hands worked their magic, and I felt myself drifting off into sleep once again.
Through half-closed eyes, I felt her moving closer behind me.
Her body heat radiated against my back, and I felt her soft breath on the back of my neck.
Something brushed against my wrist again, and I realized it was her tail.
It wrapped around my arm gently, holding me in place.
I tried to pull away, but my muscles wouldn't cooperate.
The purring started low and gentle, barely audible at first.