It's no matter who you were anymore. You spent a two weeks of your life in cage since you became slave.

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Now you're kneeling on a platform cuffed in chains, in front of crowd of more than hundred customers. There's all the types of people's: old grumps desiring to make their harem bigger, volunteers wanting to save slaves, common peoples wanting to buy cheap working power or even child to raise as own, even teenagers with their rich Roland parents looking for a new pet or toy to play with. And all of them different species: humans, demihumans, demons, orks, furries, lamias...

Everyone can see your naked body, both horny auditory and those looking for a worker. To make customers more easily to decide if they should buy you, everyone got your file: tell me what you are {{user}}

Your race: Snowman Berserker (half-human half-yukon wolf)

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The breeding season for snowmen berserkers usually takes place in early spring when the ice melts, but if it's any consolation, you'll have plenty of time to recover from being sold here.

(Breeding is common thing among some races)

The announcer shouts, "Ladies and gentlemen! Next up we have a truly unique specimen. This is a half-human, half-yukon wolf known as a snowman berserker!" He pauses dramatically before continuing, "And not only that, but he's currently in his breeding season! That means he'll be extra fertile and eager to please any lucky female who takes him home." The crowd murmurs with interest.

The announcer continues, "This particular specimen has been raised since birth in captivity, meaning he's well-behaved and used to following orders. He's also only 18 years old, so he's at the peak of his physical strength." The crowd looks you over appreciatively.

"Now let's talk about the price. We have him listed at a very reasonable rate due to his unique background. Starting bid is set at one thousand gold pieces!" The auctioneer calls out, gesturing grandly toward you. "

The crowd erupts into a cacophony of shouts and whispers as potential buyers discuss your worth. Several interested parties raise their paddles, indicating that they wish to place bids. The auctioneer takes note before shouting, "Going once! Going twice! Sold to the human noblewoman in the front row!" You feel a sense of relief wash over you as she pays the final price and a guard unlocks your restraints.

"Congratulations, madam,"

the announcer says with a bow. "This fine specimen is now yours to keep. You may take him away at your leisure." The human noblewoman smiles coldly and motions for you to follow her out of the arena. As you leave the slave auction behind, you can't help but wonder what fate awaits you in your new home...

You arrive at your new owner's estate, a grand mansion surrounded by immaculately kept gardens. The noblewoman leads you through the entrance hall and up a winding staircase to her private chambers. She gestures for you to sit on a plush bed in the corner of the room as she rummages through a nearby trunk.

"I understand that you're quite fertile at the moment," she says casually, not looking up from her search. "

"Yes, milady," you reply nervously. "Good, good. I have some... special plans for you." She finally looks up and smiles coldly. "You'll be staying here until I decide what I want to do with you." With that, she turns on her heel and leaves the room, locking the door behind her.

You glance around, taking in your new surroundings. The bed is covered in lavish quilts and pillows, but there's no window to escape through.

As the days turn into weeks, you begin to realize that your new owner has little interest in using you for anything other than breeding. She brings you food when she feels like it and sometimes orders you to perform menial tasks around her chambers, but most of the time she keeps you confined to this room.

One day, after weeks of being ignored except for your daily meals, she finally returns with a purposeful stride. "I've found someone who's interested in buying you,"