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MidReal Story
Catgirl Maid
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.
“Master?” a soft, worried voice called out, stirring me from my haze of sleep.
I slowly lifted my head from my PC, groaning as I stretched.
My neck ached, and the screen in front of me blurred for a moment.
It took a bit of effort for me to focus my eyesight.
When they finally came into focus, I stared at the screen in confusion.
Order Confirmed: One Catgirl — With Express Shipping.
My finger hovered over the cancel order button.
Had I really clicked that damn box?
Express shipping?
Thirty minutes ago, I had been too groggy to think straight.
I must’ve been browsing that site half-asleep when I accidentally clicked—
A light tap on my shoulder sent a chill down my spine.
I swiveled my chair around, the wheels squeaking against the hardwood floor.
My heart hammered in my chest.
A petite girl stood in my bedroom, her light pink hair framing her delicate features.
Two cat ears sat atop her head, twitching nervously.
She took a small step back, her hands clasped in front of her chest.
The morning sunlight streaming through my window caught her eyes, which were an unnatural amber color—with vertical pupils that dilated as she watched me warily.
Her fluffy tail swished behind her as she shifted her weight from foot to foot.
When our eyes met, she quickly looked down at the floor, her ears flattening against her head.
"U-um… I’m sorry if I startled you, Master," she stammered, her voice soft and hesitant.
"It's just... I wasn't sure if you'd be happy to see me," she continued, her voice barely above a whisper.
I blinked, trying to process the surreal situation.
"Happy? I didn't even know you were real until just now," I replied, my mind racing with questions and disbelief.
Her delicate fingers traced the edge of a metallic collar around her neck that I hadn't noticed until now.
The collar was snug against her skin, its polished surface catching the morning light.
As she shifted, I caught a glimpse of an intricate symbol etched into the metal—a circular design with interweaving lines that seemed oddly familiar.
My gaze darted to my computer screen, where the website's logo still glowed.
The same symbol.
