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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 start, my arms and head jerking up from where they had drooped down to the desk.
My heart was racing and my mouth was dry.
Across from me, Mia Whiskers was sitting with her pink hair disheveled and her ears twitching.
She looked nervous.
I looked around and found that the website I had been browsing last night was still open on the screen.
The last memory I had before falling asleep was reading a review of a product on the site.
It must have taken a few hours for me to fall asleep.
I looked at the clock in the corner of the screen and it told me that only forty-five minutes had passed.
I rubbed my eyes and tried to focus.
Mia was still sitting across from me with her big green eyes fixed on me.
I rubbed my temples and tried to focus on the situation.
I looked at the website, which was still open in the browser.
I scrolled down to the reviews section, keeping one eye on the strange cat-eared girl sitting across from me.
She shifted in her seat, her tail twitching back and forth.
The reviews were all glowing, with customers raving about their new pets.
"Arrived exactly as advertised," one said.
"Very obedient and sweet," said another.
I looked at the price list and my stomach dropped.
It was more than my monthly salary.
I turned back to Mia, who was now hugging her knees to her chest.
"How did you get in here?"
I asked, my voice cracking.
She pointed to an email in my inbox that I had not opened yet.
I moved the cursor to the email with trembling fingers.
The subject line read "Welcome to the CatCo Trial Program!"
Mia leaned forward, her pink hair brushing against my shoulder as she peered at the screen.
The email took a long time to load, but eventually it opened.
It was a corporate letterhead with a stylized cat logo in the corner.
The first paragraph explained that I had been selected for a one-month trial period with a complimentary catgirl companion.
I scanned down to the terms of the trial, which seemed simple enough: provide food, shelter, and basic care for the catgirl and in return I would receive a free month of companionship.
I scrolled down to the fine print and my mouth went dry.
There were clauses about binding contracts and permanent arrangements if I decided to keep my catgirl after the trial period.
"Mia, did you know about this before you came here?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.
She nodded slowly, her eyes meeting mine with a mix of hope and fear.
"I... I was hoping you'd choose to keep me," she whispered, her voice barely audible.