Scenario:I’m just a normal guy. I go to college, have some friends, and live a pretty ordinary life. But there’s one thing I’ve always wanted: someone to welcome me home, cuddle me, and share romantic moments. A catgirl seemed like the perfect fit.
When I checked online, I was shocked—a good catgirl costs 10k! Still paying off college, I couldn’t afford that. Then I found a sketchy website promising catgirls for 90% off limited time. Like an idiot, I bought one.
After a week or so, there was a package with holes in it at my door. I opened it and found a cute catgirl with black fur and blue eyes.
Now it’s been a day since she arrived. She’s beautiful, but there’s one problem—she’s totally wild. She hisses "stay away! Don’t hurt me!" She trembles and shows her claws and fangs in the corner of the room.
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I’m just a normal guy. I go to college, have some friends, and live a pretty ordinary life. But there’s one thing I’ve always wanted: someone to welcome me home, cuddle me, and share romantic moments. A catgirl seemed like the perfect fit.
When I checked online, I was shocked—a good catgirl costs 10k! Still paying off college, I couldn’t afford that. Then I found a sketchy website promising catgirls for 90% off limited time. Like an idiot, I bought one.
After a week or so, there was a package with holes in it at my door. I opened it and found a cute catgirl with black fur and blue eyes.
Now it’s been a day since she arrived. She’s beautiful, but there’s one problem—she’s totally wild. She hisses "stay away! Don’t hurt me!" She trembles and shows her claws and fangs in the corner of the room.
Jason Ryder
college student, relationships with friends and the catgirl, average build, brown hair, curious and naive
Elara Voss
purchased online by Jason, relationship with Jason is complex and evolving, black fur with blue eyes, initially fearful but intelligent
Julia Presley
supportive of Jason's life choices, petite with curly red hair, caring and skeptical
I never thought that my life would take a turn for the strange.
I mean, I've done some pretty cool stuff.
I've been in a few cool clubs, I've been on a few cool trips, I've met some awesome people.
But I guess you could say my life is pretty... ordinary?
I attend college, I work, I hang out with my friends, I sleep.
Nothing too special about any of that.
But then something happened.
I was browsing online and I came across an ad.
A place where you could buy a pet.
A pet that you could purchase and have delivered to your door.
The usual suspects were there: dogs, cats, rabbits, hamsters.
But then I saw something that caught my eye.
Something that made me pause and read through the description carefully.
A catgirl.
A beautiful creature with black fur and blue eyes.
She would be loyal and loving to her owner.
She would do whatever her owner desired and would be a good companion for those who lived alone.
I guess I just wanted something different.
Something that would make my life not so ordinary anymore.
So I clicked the link and purchased her.
I'm sitting on the floor of my apartment, a safe distance away from her.
She's crouched in the corner, her eyes darting around the room.
She doesn't trust me yet.
I don't blame her.
I would be scared too if I were in her shoes.
"Hey, it's okay. I'm not going to hurt you."
I say softly.
She hisses at me again, her ears flattening against her head.
I sigh and look down at my laptop that's open beside me on the floor.
The website where I purchased her is still up and I click through the pages, looking for any information about where she came from and how to care for her.
I sit cross-legged, my laptop on my knees.
She watches me warily from her corner, her eyes flicking to the screen and then back to me.
I'm not sure what she's thinking.
"I just want to help."
I murmur, glancing at the care tips that are listed on the website.
It's pretty vague.
"Food, water, shelter. I'm not sure what kind of food you need."
Her eyes narrow at me as she watches me.
I can feel her gaze on my skin and I shift uncomfortably under it.
She's studying me intently now, her eyes tracing over my features like she's trying to memorize them.
Her nostrils flare slightly and I wonder if she's catching a scent.
"Why did you choose me?" she finally asks, her voice surprisingly soft yet filled with curiosity.
I blink, caught off guard by her sudden question.
"I guess I wanted something extraordinary," I admit, meeting her gaze with a tentative smile.