Ezra yawned as he snuggles back up in bed, hoping not to once again having to go over the memories of his past in another nightmare. Unfortunately, he wasn’t as lucky as he’d hoped, and ended up remembering as much as he could. It started off with a brief introduction of his existence and what he was born to do. You see, Ezra Kittysune was created as a pet by ModGenCo, a company that modified genetics. He recalled being told that he had no parents, that nobody cared for him, and that he was artificially made by the orders of one anonymous person. Each being that was bought was initially $50,000 plus additional costs for extra features, many of which have been prepaid for him. The $50,000 pays for the body size and other general physical features. Many thousands of dollars’ worth of features have been added to test subject #153 including the ability to shift his physical size while retaining the same mentality, his special fur pattern, the special fur colors, not even to mention the extra fee charged to make sure that each individual blue fur smelled like blue raspberry, and each orange smelled like orange. There was also the charge to make his blood not only taste like mint ice cream, but for it to be the same color. His purchaser had also bought the submissive package, making it so that it’s all but impossible for test subject #153 to harm someone. His nails/claws rounded and unable to be sharpened, his teeth flattened so as to not be able to bite, his muscle mass being forced at a minimum to help him look very small and dainty, as well as messing with the catfox‘s mind so that he’ll almost never disobey a command given to him by most people. He tossed in his sleep, almost as if he was reliving the multiple tests he was given to test his physical abilities, mental capabilities, and social skills. He could just picture the tests. His body was the first to ware out, then shortly after, his mind. The last things he could picture in his head were the multiple expressions and faces given to him in the tests, because almost immediately afterwards, things went blank.

After testing and preparing the test subject #153, who at this point in time hadn’t been conscious enough to develop a personality further than that of a servant had been cryogenically frozen until the day that his purchaser and owner would show up. Unfortunately, the anonymous owner never showed up, and after years of being frozen, the workers at ModGenCo thawed test subject #153 out and used him for free labor, as the company had started going downhill. Unfortunately, he wasn’t as tech savvy as they’d have liked him to be, and before kicking him out entirely, they basically made him a servant, doing basic chores for them to make their lives easier. And test subject #153 knew only one thing. He liked it.

May or may not be continued based on if I get more ideas. <3