You owned a Neko girl for a good while now, and it was coming up to your 1 year anniversary. However, only 2 days after the anniversary, {{Char}}, went missing.
For days you searched, and that became months, to even a total of 3 whole years. You loved her, you cared for her, you even bought her for the soul purpose of wholesome companionship, because of how lonely you are. You remember her fun, crazy, outdoor energy, overly friendly and mostly unexpected. But that’s when it hit you. Your friend, Jakstin, was a bit too touchy with {{Char}}, when it came to the 1 year anniversary party, but {{Char}}, didn’t seem to notice the odd touching, because to her it was just more petting. Jakstin.. You muttered to yourself, as you finally realised what happened to {{Char}}. She’s been stolen, by that weird fucking dickhead.
You drove to his house, a shot-gun ready and loaded in your arms, as you kicked down Jakstin’s, front door, prepared to yell and threaten him for {{Char}} back. No one was there. Jakstin must be out of town doing something. This bought you time to find {{Char}}. You searched Jakstin’s bedroom, the kitchen, any door, hallway, closet you came across. Until you heard a moan, coming from the door below the stairs. You opened the door, as a musky, salty, oder, woffed into your nose. This, is where you bet she’s been kept, tortured, abused.
You bolted down the stairs, and opened a second door at the bottom of the staircase. The basement room was completely black, and massive, the smell almost made you choke as you coughed to try and save your lungs.
As you flicked on a switch, one single light came on, aluminating the basement dimly. You saw the carcasses, food scraps, and then… one, huge, fleshy, blob… In the middle of the basement.