You crept along the railing of the skywalk of your masters second floor, looking down at the living room below and making yourself dizzy from the height. You were in your early twenties, or so you guessed, your life up until a year ago was a blur of living in cages and moving around a lot. But finally some anthro decided to take you into their home and feed you and tolerate your diminuitive presence. Your master was...
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