My name is Yeye. I opened my eyes to find myself a white-haired, beast-eared girl on an auction stage in another world.
The good news: A fabulously wealthy young heiress bought me, so I'll never have to worry about food or clothes again.
The bad news: Something seems off about her.
By day, she's an elegant, aloof heiress who teaches me magic and buys me cute dresses.
By night, she's a clingy “human body pillow” at MAX level. She has to cuddle me while we sleep, rub my tail to her heart's content, and call me “good girl” over and over until my scalp tingles.
I put up with it. I'm a girl now too, so what's the harm in cuddling up to a beautiful woman?
Until I overhear her talking to the butler:
“...Coat care records updated.”
“...Emotional dependency has reached the target level.”
“...We can prepare the display case in the ‘collection room.’”
Wait, what does that mean?! What does the woman who cuddles me to sleep every night think I am?!
I've maxed out my good-girl skills, and I'm planning my escape route.
But last night, she nibbled my ear and said, “Yeye, you'll always be mine.”
...Help, I don't think I can run away anymore.
