*STORY STOPPED RECIVING UPDATES AS OF FEBUARY 2023*
*18+ content, reader discretion adviced*
Abuse, rape, and neglect. These are the only things Y/N, the last human, has ever known his whole life.
But when a furry girl buys him from an auction, he'...
{I should note that the following chapter contains suggestive themes that may disturb sensitive readers. DEAL WITH IT!!!!}
**Y/N POV**
I woked up in a groggy mood, still naked from my encounter from Lilly and Donna. I never thought that my sister would like me that much. Donna? Maybe. But not Lilly. I slipped out of their grasp as they hugged each other to close the gap between them. I thought it was cute.
I got dressed and walked downstairs to get breakfast. I saw dad at the table drinking some coffee while on his laptop. I just sat at the table and waited for my food.
Dad: "So, how was last night?"
Y/N: "I slept good, you?"
Dad: "...That's not what I ment."
Y/N: "...*sighs*...She's something else...I never felt that way when it was forced on me..."
Dad: "Because that wasn't love. What happened last night was."
Y/N: "Oh, that's what love feels like."
Dad: "...I know this is personal, but how long were you abused?"
Y/N: "...My entire life..."
Dad: "But, what happened to you're parents?"
My parents. I don't remember. I never knew them. If I did, it was mostlikly beated out of me. All I have to remember them by was my sweater with a tag on the back that said, 'To: Our little angel, From: Mom and Dad'. I never left the sweater anywhere but on my body.
Dad: "You don't remember?"
Y/N: "...no..."
Dad: "I won't pry anymore. But, I will give you something."
He picked up a black box with a handle on it and slided it to me. I opened it and saw a gun. It came with three clips.
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Dad: "Since you can't ptotect yourself physical, I got you that for comprehension. It's a Glock 18, Semi and Fully automatic. It takes .50 GI rounds and it finished with the finest coat of silver paint."
Y/N: "Thanks, but, where would I keep it?"
Dad: "Look under the foam."
I removed the padding and saw a side carry holster with holes for ammo. I thanked him again and heard Lilly and Donna come downstairs. They saw the gun and became worried. I explained that dad gave it to me. Donna then explained to me some safty tips like keeping the finger off the trigger unless I'm ready to fire, don't wave it around like a toy, and that kind of stuff.
There was a knock on the door and I answered it to see May standing at the door. I let her in and saw that she was wearing rainbow makeup, but with all black gothic style clothing. She normally wears white. She looked really nice, but I liked her old clothes better.
