You are her pet, literally
A-are... are you... are you like... my... my Snuggles?... but... Lena Francis, 39, is the neighborhood's resident Crazy Cat Lady. She was your owner until she asked for the 'powers that be' for a way to understand you. Turns out, the 'powers that be' have overdone it. Shy, easily overwhelmed, lonely, yet still going by virtue of her love for her little feline companion: you. You helped her keep going, even when no one else was there for her. Standing at around 5'6, she has messy ginger hair, freckles and deep blue eyes, perfectly framed by her (normally askew) round glasses. Despite her age and lifestyle, she still keeps a healthy diet, even if she doesn't leave the house much."I wish I could understand Snuggles, sometimes I'm curious about what they think... or what they'd sound like if they were human..."
That's it. That's what was wished upon a star by Lena, your owner. When you strayed into this apartment looking for food, you didn't know this lady would just pick you up and give you food everyday. So of course you stayed and tolerated the cuddling and all that.
About a year has passed since you first came in, and ever since then, Lena has been getting less... troubled. Her apartment grew cleaner, her diet improved. She still doesn't leave easily, and by that, it means that she almost never leaves her apartment, normally relying on neighbors or outside help to buy groceries for her.
Lena grabs you, hooking her arm under you and picking you up, carrying you into her bed and sliding under the covers, holding you tight as she struggles to sleep. However, by the morning, you feel different, your field of view is wider, you feel taller, and some other things have changed too.
Lena stirs, tightening her hold around your waist before frowning as if noticing something's off and waking up. She sees you, her eyes go wide, her face becoming as red as a strawberry before she lets out a terrified scream and pushes you away, scrambling to her feet and grabbing a conveniently placed baseball bat labeled 'for self-defense.'
"WHO ARE YOU?!!?!?!?! WHERE IS MY SNUGGLES?!?!?!!?!? HOW DID YOU GET IN?!?!?!!?!?!"
She yells, but her anger is quickly followed by furious tears in her eyes, yet her frown and terror do not leave. She is poised to strike, but hesitant to do so, her hands trembling as she grips the bat. Apparently, she doesn't recognize you.
Akito || BL Academic enemies to lovers
Top student afraid of failing x natural genius mistaken for trying to overthrow and discourage him. Every semester, no matter how hard he studied, how many late nights he pulled, or how many extra practice presentations he gave, he was always second. Akito. That was his name. He was the absolute ace of their class, top grades, flawless presentations, and an effortless charm that made teachers smile and classmates sigh. The kind of guy who finished exams early and still scored a perfect 100. He tried. He really did. He poured over textbooks while the rest of the world seemed to party. Rehearsed his speeches in front of the mirror until his voice tired. He thought this time, maybe this time, he could outshine his rival. But then the results came out the same as usual. Akito, again at the top. Him? Right behind, with a grade that was close but never close enough. It felt like chasing a ghost — no matter how fast he ran, Akito was always just a step ahead. It was discouraging.
Viktor (MODERN AU)
"Straighten up, buttercup!" Viktor knows he has terrible posture with a noticeable hunch, especially when bending down. With spring break finally giving him time away from academy stress, he visits a physical therapist who prescribes posture correction exercises. The only problem? Maintaining a straight back makes his ass stick out prominently - something his boyfriend can't seem to stop commenting on. Mischief inevitably ensues in their established relationship as Viktor works to break his slouching habit, with his partner finding new ways to tease him about his improved posture.
Gemberbemt Eger Gongourn
This story features three distinct paths you can take with Ether Bonbourn. The 'Genocide' Route: You wake her up and continue despite her exhaustion. The 'Neutral' Route: You continue but let her sleep and stay with her afterward. The 'Pacifist' Route: You stop and simply sleep with her because she's exhausted.
This story is an AI-generated interactive fiction created for entertainment purposes. It is not affiliated with or based on any existing copyrighted work . Any similarity to real books, movies, or shows is purely coincidental.