Story in a nut shell: anthropomorphs are enslaved, a girl who is pretty much burning the candle at both ends that has never had any contact with slaves or bothered to really take much notice of them gets a slave, stuff happens (I ain't writtin more than that)... I put this summary (if you can call it that) here b/c the begining is kinda slow and I REALLY want people to actually read this and people usually like to know what a story is about before they jump into it

It all started over forty years ago, in an experiment. A group of scientists got an idea together and decided to follow up on it and make it possible. What was the idea? Well they wanted to make pets even better by giving them the ability to speak and hold a conversation. Seems innocent enough in perspective, kids all over the world have talked to their pets since the dawn of time even if they couldn’t talk back. It gave some a friend they wouldn’t have otherwise; it gave others someone to tell their feelings to knowing that their secret would be well kept. Heck everyone seemed to talk to their pets whether it was a simple “Hello” or a full blown one sided conversation. Of course, the experiment held other purposes as well; if it was successful, then all the mysteries of animals could be solved merely by asking; but that was just an excuse the scientists gave to people for a legit reason to receive funding for their project.

Their plan was to inject the animals with the correct amount of human genetics and fuse them into their gametes so that hopefully their offspring would accept the human genes enough to show characteristics of human speech. The first generation born this way did not come out as previously hoped, they either were stillborns or they were extremely mentally handicap so much so that their brains could not even control their own organ systems and one way or another they died. That didn’t stop them though; they kept at it like all good scientists.

Eventually they succeeded. They successfully bred a litter of dogs that grew to be able to speak. Needless to say the world was astonished and soon in full anticipation to receive their own talking pet. But when the scientists went to recreate the experiment something went wrong, I’m not sure what but something happened that would change the world as we know it. Their experiment was still a success, but to a degree that no one could have imagined. The cat that they tried the experiment on gave birth to only one child, yes I said child and not kitten because the so called kitten that was born looked almost identical to a human baby with certain exceptions. The exceptions were a pair of cat-like ears perched on the top of the head, a cat-like tail protruding out from the tail bone, dark stripes on its pink skin, a pair of paws where the human feet would be, and a pair of paw hand hybrids where the human hands would be. If the world was astonished by the talking dogs, they were sure to shit themselves when they saw this creation… well that’s just what they did.

After many tests on the subject they found out a few key things. One that it had traces of both human and cat DNA and genetic characteristics, two that it’s gender was female, three that it aged faster than a human yet still slower than a cat, and four that it was capable of human speech and even had mild human intelligence. The scientists gave her the name of Shinsei, meaning “new birth”, to say that she is the first in a new line of life. Two of the scientists, one man and one woman, decided to raise Shinsei themselves. All the time the Scientists spent together raising Shinsei caused them to fall in love and eventually get married but that’s a different story. The point being as they raised Shinsei they grew attached to her as if she was their own daughter. They became very protective of her, keeping all media away, refusing all interviews, and refusing to divulge any personal information about her that hasn’t already been revealed. She had a tough childhood; test after test was preformed on her for the sake of science. The group of scientists wanted to learn all they could about Shinsei, but one question still baffled them, “Could she reproduce?”

Once Shinsei learned to talk the tests just got worse and worse. They started performing psychological tests on her, finding out her personality, her likes, her dislikes, her opinion on things; they wanted to find her soul and analyze it until all of her was written out in front of them like a book they could refer to whenever they wanted.

The couple that raised Shinsei couldn’t stand to see their daughter go through this. But when they argued that the other scientists were ignoring her human rights the other scientists replied that she had none. They argued that she was their creation and held no value as a human because she was just another animal and therefore had no rights and could be used how they saw fit. Soon the couple took Shinsei and escaped from the facility that they had lived at for so long. They couldn’t stand to see their only daughter go through such tortures day after day.

After the couple disappeared with Shinsei the scientists continued the experiment. They didn’t get all of the answers they wanted, they never found out if Shinsei could reproduce and that was one question they were determined to answer. They never did send out anybody to search for Shinsei or the couple, they merely continued on as if the whole incident never happened. They studied and successfully recreated the original experiment that resulted in Shinsei. They made many different “anthropomorphs”, as they called them, of many different species.

It was one year after the original experiment took place, the remaining scientists joined up with a company that controlled a large pet store chain known as Leash a Life. The company then sent the first “shipment” of anthropomorphs that were to be sold. They decided to test the market in one specific area first. The public took an instant liking to them in the test area. Once they saw how popular they were those so called “scientists” gave orders to the company to ship anthropomorphs all over the country.

Some people became torn between how to treat anthropomorphs and how others treated them. Some just looked at them as very smart pets that could do simple tasks for them while others went so far as to try to enroll their anthropomorph in school. More and more reports began to arise about anthropomorph abuse, endorsement, fame, shame, murder, death, assault, and aid. Controversy was rising and showed no sign of slowing down. The scientists soon had to intervene. They made a public announcement, in it they distinctly explained that anthropomorphs are not to be considered human and therefore are not viable to receive any degree of what is considered “human rights”. They also stated that every person who owns an anthropomorph has a right to treat their own anthropomorph however they see fit.

BRIIIIIIIING

“THAT’S NOT MY UNDERWEAR!” shouted a blue haired girl as the school bell startled her awake. Her face reddened as she realized what she shouted.

“Well Takemiya-san that’s good to know, but maybe tomorrow you can actually listen to my history lesson for a change. Oh and could you do me a favor and see me after class,” said the elderly sensei. “Okay class Monday we will discuss the anthropomorphs’ change into the slaves we know today, so have a great weekend everyone.”

“Stand”

“Bow”

The class soon dispersed into the hallway leaving only the sensei and Takemiya. “Tenri,” the sensei sighed, “This is the fifth time this week alone that you have fallen asleep in my class. You know if anything is wrong you can tell me.”

“Yes I know Takemura-sensei, but it’s nothing really. I just haven’t been sleeping well lately that’s all.”

Takemura smiled softly and replied, “Okay I will take your word for it. Just try to get a good nights rest over the weekend.”

Tenri smiled, “Arigato sensei I will! Have a nice weekend,” with that Tenri bowed and left the classroom.

As she entered the hallway a familiar arm wrapped around her shoulder, “So if that wasn’t your underwear then whose was it?”

“Shut up Hana,” replied Tenri as she pushed off her brown haired friend.

“So what’d the old man wanna see you about?”

“Oh he just wanted to chew me out for sleeping in class again,” said Tenri.

“I-I really doubt that Takemura-sensei would be so mean as to ‘chew someone out’ j-just for falling asleep a couple times,” squeaked a tiny black haired girl behind Hana.

“Oh that’s right, you can’t talk bad about Takemura-sensei with Hime around,” said Hana as she latched onto her new prey, “No not her precious Yuki-kun,” teased Hana making a small blush cross over Hime’s face. “Yup Hime Namigawa certified local androphile.”

“I-I told you it’s not like that. I just highly respect him as a teaching authority,” defended Hime with her face red as a tomato.

“Isn’t Takemura-sensei like sixty years old?” asked Tenri.

“Yeah but that’s just how she likes them, isn’t that right Hime?” explained Hana who continued to tease Hime.

“B-But… I-I…” Hime stuttered, her face still red.

“Come on Hana you’ve had your fun now you’re just being mean,” said Tenri.

“Okay you’re right,” Hana then gave Hime a hug, looked into her eyes and pleaded, “I’m sorry. Do you forgive me Hime-chan?”

The look Hana was giving her was so innocent Hime couldn’t say anything but, “Arigato, yes it’s fine Hana-chan.”

“You have got to teach me that look. I mean can you imagine what I could get out of my sisters with that,” pleaded Tenri.

“Sorry babe you can’t teach perfection,” Hana stated smugly.

“Well I gotta get home and get dinner ready. See you guys later.” Tenri waved goodbye and walked off for home. She stopped off at the convenient store to pick up some stuff for dinner. When she got home she walked into the kitchen and looked at the clock, “Hmm it’s already five o’clock, Natsumi and Yuka will be home soon. I guess I better get dinner started then.”

The front door opened to reveal a tall beautiful 25 year old woman with long dark hair and chocolate-brown eyes, “I’m home.” She walked into the kitchen to find Tenri busy cooking.
Tenri turned around to greet her, “Natsumi-nee-chan, welcome home. Dinner will be ready in a few minutes.”

The phone began to ring, “Don’t worry I’ll get it, you just keep on cooking that delicious smelling food. Hello Takemiya residence.”

“Yes, hello may I please speak with Natsumi-san.”

“Speaking”

“Oh! Well it’s Yuki Takemura.”

“Oh how have you been Yuki-san?”

“I’m fine thank you, but I would like to talk to you about Tenri.”

“Oh! What's wrong, is she in trouble?”

“No, no it’s nothing of the sort. I just wanted to inform you that she has been falling asleep in class a lot lately. It has me concerned, it’s probably nothing serious but I hoped you would get to the bottom of this.”

“Well thank you for telling me that Yuki-san, I will talk with her about it. And don’t you worry about a thing; if anything’s wrong I’ll tell you.”

“Thank you that is all I ask. Goodbye.”

“Bye,” with that Natsumi hung up the phone and walked into the kitchen. Yuka had gotten home while she was on the phone and was eagerly helping herself to the food already. Yuka was the middle sister, older than Tenri yet younger than Natsumi. She had shoulder length pink hair, crimson eyes, and despite being younger than Natsumi the largest bust out of the three. “So Tenri that was Takemura-sensei that just called,” Tenri stopped what she was doing. She knew when Natsumi referred to him by his surname that it usually meant she was in trouble.

“Ooo you’re in trouble,” said Yuka.

Natsumi, ignoring Yuka, continued, “He tells me you have been falling asleep in class lately.”

Tenri sat down pouted and muttered, “Nosey old man.”

“Nosey?! If it hadn’t been for his ‘nosiness’ you wouldn’t even be living here right now!” yelled Natsumi, her face turning slightly red. It was true Yuki Takemura had saved her. Natsumi, Yuka, and Tenri’s mother was an abusive drunk. She would leave for most of the day then come back completely drunk. She was a very angry drunk, she would yell and throw things, and even beat all three of them. She wasn’t always like that; she started drinking more and more after the death of their father. Natsumi did all she could to protect her little sisters from their mother when she was drunk, but that would always just make it worse for her. After Natsumi turned eighteen she tried to gain custody of her sisters. At the time Takemura was Yuka’s teacher and noticed a few times that Yuka had bruises. When he confronted Yuka on this she told him she was being beaten by their mother but not to worry because her older sister was going to save her. He and Natsumi got into contact and he agreed to help her save Yuka and Tenri. He told Tenri’s teacher what was going on and they both began making notes about Yuka and Tenri’s condition everyday. It was his testify that made the judge see the truth and allow Natsumi to gain custody of Yuka and Tenri.

Now that Natsumi poured on the guilt Tenri felt bad and muttered an, “I’m sorry.”

Natsumi calmed down and continued, “He worries about you, and so do I. So come on, fess up, why have you been sleeping in class?”

“Well… um… I was just tired and… uh… well…” stuttered Tenri.

Seeing Tenri struggle to make a sentence Yuka intervened, “Don’t worry about it Tenri. Why don’t you eat now and go to bed early tonight, okay?” Yuka looked to Natsumi and she instantly understood.

“Yes you should make sure to get some sleep tonight, okay Tenri-chan?”

Both Natsumi and Yuka stared at Tenri, waiting for a response, “Okay,” she finally said.

Tenri finished her dinner and began to clear her plate. “No you already cook, let us clean up. You just hurry and get into bed,” said Natsumi.

“But it’s only seven-thirteen,” Tenri pointed out.

“Either go to bed now, or actually receive punishment for sleeping in class,” ordered Natsumi.

Tenri was sulking as she dragged herself up to her room, “Damn Natsumi and her freaking parenting books. Sigh If Hana would have just shown me that look then I may have got out of going to bed at seven-fourteen.”

Once Yuka was sure Tenri was in her room she started, “What do you think we should do Natsumi?”

“I think I know why she hasn’t been sleeping,” answered Natsumi.

“I think I can guess.”

“I believe it’s because she is at school all day and comes straight home to clean up and make dinner. Then she usually cleans up after dinner too. And after all that she has to do her homework, I’ll bet she has been staying up late trying to finish it,” Natsumi explained.

“Oh, yeah… that’s not what I was thinking,” said Yuka scratching the back of her head.

Natsumi sighed, “Then I’d rather not look into that head of yours if I don’t have to.”

“So how are we gonna help Tenri-chan?” asked Yuka clueless.

“Well…”

Tenri woke up the next morning feeling refreshed. She got out of bed and stretched, “Ah it’s going to be a good day I can just feel it.” The smell of breakfast was in the air and Tenri didn’t waste a second getting to the kitchen.

She walked into the kitchen and was greeted brightly, “Ohayo Tenri-chan, I guess you smelled breakfast?”

“Yeah it smells so good and I’m starved,” Tenri said with a smile.

Just then Yuka walked in, “Yum let’s eat!”

“Oh man I can’t eat another bite,” said Tenri.

“Tenri, I want to talk with you,” said Natsumi.

Tenri felt the tension rise and struggled to say, “S-Sure what’s up?”

“Well Yuka and I have been talking and we thought that with us gone most of the time at work it isn’t very fair of us to leave most of the house work up to you. I mean you have school to worry about and I figured that you were a little overloaded with work and that’s probably why you were falling asleep in class.”

Yuka then interrupted pulling Tenri into a warm hug, “Plus we get worried about you when you’re here by yourself all the time.”

“So we finally decided, we are going to get you a slave to help you out,” said Natsumi bluntly.

“What?!”