Chapter 1:

I Blissfully Die a Painful Death Crushed by the Crushing Weight of a Bazzilion Catgirl Pillows, Yet All is Not Lost, Because My Love For Catgirls is Eternal!

I Die Crushed by Catgirl Pillows, Yet My Total And All-Consuming Love for Catgirls was Rewarded and I am Reborn In Another World, as a Princess! Then I Find Out My New World Has Catgirls, So I Will Aim to Create a Harem With All the Catgirls in The World!


There sure are a lot of ways to die. Bookmark here

I doubt the way I died is something that many people could replicate, nor do I think it is something anyone would wish to experience. Death was, after all, death, no matter the method. Bookmark here

So what was mine like? Bookmark here

Soft. Kind of squishy. It felt like I was being crushed by a mountain of pillows. Bookmark here

Probably because I actually was being crushed by a mountain of pillows. Bookmark here

You’d think pillows wouldn’t be heavy enough to crush someone. Bookmark here

But you’d be wrong. In 99% of cases you would probably be right, but in mine you would be 100% wrong. Bookmark here

Which is why you need some backstory that’s not actually going to matter to the rest of this story anyway… Yet, it was, of course, the most important part of the whole thing. It was how I died. If me dying wasn’t important, why would I take the time to talk about it? That, in itself, was proof my death was the very most important of all deaths. Bookmark here

I was a bit of a collector, you see. Gathered up a bit of everything. Anime, manga, games, figurines, … And then there was, of course, the body pillows. All of them adorned by beautiful catgirls. Bookmark here

By the way, all the figurines I owned, all the hundreds of them… Were also catgirls. Bookmark here

My games? Catgirl dating sims. RPGs where you could get catgirls as a party member. Games where you did… Things I’d rather not mention… With catgirls. Bookmark here

Anime I had watched? Only, of course, ones with at least one catgirl character. Much the same for the manga.Bookmark here

Some would have called this an obsession, I am sure. Bookmark here

Personally I would call it a healthy hobby. The kind everyone would have been better off having. Bookmark here

It probably went without mentioning that the body pillows were also all… You guessed it. Catgirls. Bookmark here

I needed nothing else. Bookmark here

I even made sure to dress up as a catgirl myself as soon as I got home. Apparently some people frowned at that kind of thing being done in public, but nobody could stop me when I was just alone at home. Bookmark here

Which is why I put on a cute skirt, thigh high socks, a top that reached about halfway down my stomach …Well, none of those things really mattered. They’re not the important part. Bookmark here

The cat ears were. And the tail. Bookmark here

They were fake, of course. I didn’t have the kind of money needed to get real ones, and genetics research hadn’t gotten that far, and I didn’t have the money to speed up genetics research… At least not enough. But I knew for sure that if there was anything I needed more of, it was catgirls. Bookmark here

Anyway, you get the point. Let’s skip ahead. Bookmark here

That night, I fell asleep like usual, happily snoring away while surrounded by soft cotton catgirls. I had a mountain of catgirl pillows on either side of me, I was still dressed up as one myself, and was sleeping under sheets with an image of two catgirls hugging each other on them. Bookmark here

On that peaceful night where nothing happened, where nothing mattered… That was when it happened!

The pillows!

Fell down!

All of them!Bookmark here

At once!Bookmark here

Doesn’t sound all that dangerous, maybe? They’re just pillows, is what I’m sure you’re thinking. Maybe they were stacked all the way to the ceiling and took up over half the space in the room, but they were still just pillows. Bookmark here

But these weren’t just your ordinary body pillows. They weren’t just a realistic height, the same as the character on them would have been, but also had a realistic smell, weight, even the way it felt to touch them… Everything. Bookmark here

And the weight was what did me in. Several dozen catgirls, all weighing somewhere between 45 and 75 kilograms, making for a total weight of over a metric ton. It was not something to be trifled with. Bookmark here

So I was crushed, and I died. Bookmark here

The end!Bookmark here


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The next moment, I woke up in a totally unfamiliar room. It was huge. A huge hallway-like thing, except it wasn’t a hallway. It looked like the kind of room royalty would feel right at home in. There were even scrolls on the walls and a huge red carpet that stretched across the whole length of the room. Bookmark here

I was sitting on a small throne. There was a glistening silver tiara on my head, and I was wearing a way too fancy blue dress. For some reason I was also quite a bit shorter than in my past life. Felt kind of weird. Bookmark here

There was someone that looked suspiciously like a servant to my left, and a peasant was bowing real deep in front of me. Bookmark here

The peasant was speaking to me. Bookmark here

“Princess Viola, I thank you for your time. May I ask for permission to leave?”Bookmark here

“No!”Bookmark here

I shouted emphatically, with almost as much passion in my voice as I had for catgirls. Bookmark here

The peasant seemed startled at my response. Didn’t expect that, apparently. Too bad.Bookmark here


“I… What more can you ask of me? I have already offered all I have in service of your family, my lady! I cannot give you any more, or my children will starve.”Bookmark here

I was pretty sure I had a good grasp of the situation. I died, but my love for catgirls was rewarded and I was reincarnated in another world. Bookmark here

In that case, there was only one thing that mattered.Bookmark here

“You can keep your stuff, peasant! I just need you to do me one favour first. In fact, all I need you to do is answer a single question.”Bookmark here

“I-I will do anything you wish, Princess!”Bookmark here

The peasant bowed in gratitude several times over. Wouldn’t it have been a good idea to at least fully hear me out first? I could have asked for something really mean, you know. In fact I almost felt like doing that. But that would have been, you know… Mean. And people that loved catgirls weren’t mean unless it was for the sake of the catgirls.Bookmark here

Instead I asked about the only thing that ever had mattered to me, and the only thing that ever would matter. Bookmark here

“Catgirls! Answer me, peasant!”, I grabbed the peasant by the shoulders and shook them, “Tell me, peasanty peasant! Are there catgirls in this world?”Bookmark here

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