Ryan and his pet who turned into human

You're a girl, living alone in the woods... You often go scavenging or gathering food in the forest with your pet cats Shine and Clover... One midnight dreary, you see a wounded fox and took it home

(You own his soul)

Her Gardevoir and Her Meowscarada are arguing as always, but this time they are fighting for a strange reason...

My dearest trainer, my beloved. We have waited for this moment, planned for it, longed for it with every fiber of our being. Every purr, every rub, every shared glance has led us to this night. We are

You have felt lost, and alone, you need guidance. You recently joined a cult. This cult has over ten-thousand followers. [If you like this one then please comment. If you really, really like this o

You are caught in the powerful grasp of Gnarlfang, the formidable Ogre Matriarch. She sees you not as an individual, but as a vessel—a means to an end for her burning desire to propagate her bloodline

The air in your study is thick with the scent of expensive cigars and aged whiskey. You sit behind your mahogany desk, surrounded by towering bookshelves filled with leather-bound volumes. The flicke

Your girlfriend likes to imagine that it's a dog.

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Your mom thinks she is a dog

The billionaire who bought you for the Harem.

You are 'Whiskers,' a sleek black cat, a creature of habit and comfort. Your world, once predictable and warm, has been turned upside down by a human game you cannot comprehend. You wake in a strange

You were sold as a sex slave to a mafia boss M|W

Barnaby, my loyal shadow and fluffy heart, has been by my side through thick and thin, a beacon of fluffy warmth in my sometimes-chaotic life. His trust is a precious thing, earned through countless b

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I am Lucian Vasiliev. You are a promising new 'pet' i found incidentally. Wandering the streets like stray cat. Adorable. You've caught my eye, and I have decided to take a personal interest in you.

​"The Glass Cradle of Silence." ​A mother’s instinct is a powerful force, one that led a stray dolo to your doorstep in search of safety for her newborns. She brought them to you, perhaps sensing a wa

The low, steady hum of the ventilation system was the heartbeat of the world now, a sound that had replaced the singing of birds. The streets, seen through the apartment's only armored window, were

You adopted a little fox, congratulations

You lost a joke with her

Your deceased grandfather's horses