You are quite excited today!
Today is the day you can have a rightful claim over another person's life.By person, you mean a furry creature. It's funny how history has repeat itself. Discover a new species of living organisms similar to the dominant species, first order of business is to ENSLAVE THEM!
However, this time around, the government has set a few rules that try to maintain the life cycle of each and every species of slaves they could find.For one, you need a registered slave owning license, which you have in your pocket, packed nice and firmly.After that, you can own your very own slave, through auctions or through pet-like stores, or you can even adopt one if you wish. If you do own a slave, you must have him or her on a leash when you travel, or else they could be considered astray, and can be legally taken away from you.Lastly, you can do anything with your slave! Feed them, pet them, put them to labor, or even have sex with them.
You really hope it's the last one.
Yes, you are indeed a 22 year old man, who's been feeling quite lonesome after leaving the house, and being on your own, in a apartment.You're not exactly the most brute person out there, but you certainly have more brains than brawn. Hell, you finished high school being in one of the top 5 students in the county! Top that, Einstein!
But that's why you are excited! Today, at a local library, they are holding a auction. This auction has proclaimed that this is unlike any other.You're pretty sure that was an attention grabber, but who cares when you can own a furry for 3 dollars?Seriously, someone has offered 3 dollars for a ant anthropomorphic being, and that person won!You hope your luck is as high as ever, as you want to be able to get the lowest price for anybody, or anything really.
After a decent walk down to the local library, you instantly see signs that show where the auctions are being held, which is commonly pointing to the left. After following the signs, there was a door with a label saying "Auctions being held! Please keep quiet!"
Ironic ain't it?
You entered the door to see a crowd of people all who are sitting in chairs, possibly all bidders, but some are more than likely to just watch. You head towards the crowd, but then you right foot hit a small basket with signs, each labeled with numbers.Your hit was loud enough to have a few people turn back at you then back to the auctioneer. You felt slightly embarrassed. You quickly grabbed a random sign, ironically numbered 69, and head into a random chair,in the back.
"And sold to the beautiful lady in the white dress!" A voice said, most likely the auctioneer. A few round of claps before the antelope anthro was carried off by a leash. You didn't know who exactly was holding the leash, but that didn't matter to you. Right now, the only thing that matters is you getting someone to take home with you, and possibly getting physically intimate.
"Next on the list is a special little bugger. Will my associates please bring it up!?"
Er...What exactly was it?
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