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MidReal Story
My 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 near my ear.
I lifted my head from my desk slowly.
My neck ached as I realized I must have slept with my head laying on the surface.
My computer screen was still lit in front of me, and I tried to focus on it.
However, everything looked blurry at first.
I rubbed my eyes, hoping to clear my head.
As I did, I heard the voice call out again, a little louder this time.
“Master? Are you alright?” It was soft and gentle, but there was an underlying worry in her tone.
I cleared my throat and tried to focus.
I was feeling groggy after accidentally sleeping at my PC, but I could finally make out what was on the screen in front of me.
It said: Order Confirmed—One Catgirl, With Express Shipping.
My heart sank as I realized what must’ve happened.
I had been browsing the website the night before, but I didn’t click the order button!
I kept telling myself that, hoping it wasn't true.
I slowly lifted my head to see the girl who had spoken to me.
She was shifting nervously from one foot to the other.
The morning sunlight streaming in through my window highlighted her delicate features.
Her hair was a light pink color that looked almost white in the light.
She was wearing what appeared to be a maid outfit, with a short skirt and white stockings.
She looked like she belonged in an anime, not standing in front of me.
"Master?" she asked again, her voice full of worry.
I tried to swallow, but my throat felt dry.
I cleared my throat and finally managed to speak.
"I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to be here. I thought there would be some kind of delay."
I tried to smile, hoping it would help ease her nerves.
But then I realized I had been staring at her for a while, and it was probably making her uncomfortable. She took a tentative step forward, her tail swishing behind her.
It was long and fluffy, like a cat's tail, but it was pink like her hair.
I tried not to stare at it too much as I focused on her face again.
"Would Master like some breakfast?" she asked softly, leaning forward a little bit.
Her sweet scent filled my nostrils, and I found myself taking a deep breath to take it in.
It smelled like vanilla and flowers, and it was very appealing.
I gripped the armrests of my chair tightly as she leaned closer to me, trying not to let her proximity affect me too much.
My heart was pounding in my chest, and I could feel my cheeks getting warm.
I knew I needed to say something, but I couldn't seem to form any words.
She straightened back up and nodded, then turned and walked toward the kitchen.
As she did, her sleeve rode up slightly on her arm.
I caught a glimpse of something on her wrist, and my eyes widened as I realized what it was.
A faint blue glow emanated from her wrist, pulsing softly like a heartbeat.
It was an emblem, but not just any emblem.
It looked like an intricate circuit pattern mixed with what appeared to be ancient symbols.
I leaned forward in my chair, trying to get a better look at it.
But before I could see much more, Mia tugged her sleeve back down and stepped away from me.
