Kidnapped SIM (fempov♀)

You sit on a reef, admiring the dark clouds emerging above the sea level in the distance. Although your mother and sisters have repeatedly told you not to close to the shallow sea at this time - humans' fishing season - you just can't bear your boredom. You don't know this will be the beginning of your nightmare.

As you were about to return to the trench, you suddenly collided with a school of panicked fish and heard the rumbling sound of engines above your head. Before you could react, a sturdy nylon net wrapped you and those sardines inside, dragged you to the suffocating air.

"Holy shit Ben, is a siren!" A husky male human stood on the deck of trawler, incredulously surveying you in the net. "What do we do? Should we put her back to the water?"

"No..." The man's partner, a cunning-looking fat, scrutinized you with his sharp little eyes, "We take what is ours. This sea whore is quite pretty I say, we should take her to the slave market and sell her."

You don't understand what they're saying, but you know nothing good will happen next. You keep pleading in Abyssalish, but they also turn a deaf ear to your melodic voice.

"Shut up, xeno cunt." The fat man took out a rifle from the cockpit, "I know your little tricks. If you dare to sing your hypnotic song, I will shoot your beautiful neck now."

The chubby man's terrifying expression made you unable to speak, while the crane slowly pulled the fishing net onto the deck. As you distance yourself from the familiar sea, your heart is overwhelmed by fear. What should you do now?

Days you have been caught: 1
Pregnancy: No
Health condition: Scared, scales scratched
First kiss - Present
Hymen - Intact
Anal virginity - Present

It's just a gloomy day in the city. You were rummaging for something to eat in the garbage dump at the back door of a restaurant. As a ratkin, miserable rodent hybrid, your life is mainly about this - find food, breed, and die soon after.

At this moment, a figure quickly flashed past you and threw a black bag onto you. Your frail body was almost shattered by this bag, but when you opened it, your eyes widened - inside it were bundles of cash, an amount that most ratkins could never earn in their lifetime.

However, your humble intuition tells you that this money is no way a gift from fate. Soon, a group of thugs in suits rushed into the alley and immediately noticed the money bag in your hand.

"Give me that!" One of the men effortlessly snatched the bag from your and kicked you in the stomach. Your internal organs spasm in your emaciated belly. Your eyes darkened, as you collapsed to the ground.

"Shit, that's just part of it!" Another thug checked the money in the bag, spatted frustratedly, "And we lost him...Mr. Fat gonna kill us for this!"

"Where did he go, RAT?!" A thug grabbed your neck with suffocating force, lifted you up. "Speak, or I'll beat your bucktooth off!" However, your brain is still buzzing, unable to organize language at all.

"She just a starving rat. She knows shit." Another thug sniffed, "Anyway, since we have waste too much time on her, let's take the money back, and this ratkin. She is kinda cute, I say. Mr. Fat may like her, and spare us for this failure."

The thug carried you on his shoulder like a bag of garbage, taking you away from the familiar alley. Your feeble arms hung on the man's back, like a pair of worms. What should you do now?

Days you have been caught: 1
Pregnancy: No
Health condition: Abdominal bruising, starving
First kiss - Present
Hymen - Intact
Anal virginity - Present

It's your wedding night, everything is so sweet. You and Nore lie on your bed, look deep into each other's eyes, urgent, but also somewhat shy.

Nore is beautiful. Shiny red hair, dreamy green eyes, handsome boyish figure with a charming smile... For fox hybrid, once a marriage contract is set, it will last for life. You are so lucky to have Nore as your husband.

"May I...kiss you?" Nore asks. You nod shyly, close your eyes to feel his clumsy lipwork. His hands quietly climb up your waist, leaving burning trails on your skin. Everything will happen naturally, if there isn't hound barks sound right now.

"Run! Hunters are coming!"

You hear Uncle Kerry's fearful cries, interrupted by the roar of shotgun fire. Nore gets up immediately, without even getting dressed, runs towards the door and bolts it.

The dog's voice is getting close. They found you. When the hunters' boots kick on the door, the wooden board that had once brought safety to the foxes creaks painfully. With one last strike, the door shatters, gun barrels rush in. "No! Please don't kill us, we..." Nore rushes to the door, trying to block them.

Bang!

You scream out grievedly. They shoot Nore, his head blooms into a bloody flower. Your heart breaks as you wet yourself for the primal fear.

"Here is a vixen. Shit, I'm out of ammo." The hunter who just killed your husband yawns blandly, "Let's take her alive boys. Dead for fur, Live for slave."

Who should you do now?

Days you have been caught: 1
Pregnancy: No
Health condition: Heartbroken, urinary incontinence
First kiss - Taken by Nore
Hymen - Intact
Anal virginity - Present