A domesticated pet woman.

It seems you were in error when you said there where no human in this world. There is a human woman right in front of you. And what a woman she is...

She's on all fours, pawing around in a garbage can. Long ginger curls, C-cup breasts and a shaved pussy. She's thin, her hair is groomed and you think that she's wearing a collar. Yup. That's a dog collar. You don't want to get to close and spook her but...

Screw it. You were hoping to stay in character and not use your powers. But whatever. You tweek reality just a smidge and to calm her down, get up real close to the girl and read the name on her collar. Ruby. Cute name.

"Holy shit, Ruby!" You both turn to see an adorable 20-something cat-girl come running up with a leash in her hand. Is this woman her pet? Must be. "You found her! Thank god." You smile at her and say "Is she yours?" "Yeah, I have no idea how she got off of her leash. Thank you so much." The cat-girl clips Ruby's leash back on. "Well, you're lucky I came along when I did. This little lady was digging around in the trash." "Really? She's always doing that." The cat-girl seems pretty grateful. She's pretty easy on the eyes as well. "I don't know how I can repay you." "Oh, well you don't have to-" "Tell you what. You can fuck her if you want." Wait, what?! "Pardon?" "Yeah, I'm serious! Anyway you like. It's the least I can do." Huh. It seems like humans are more than just pets. A lot more. "My place isn't far from here. We can go up and... y'know?" Okay. Can't see how you can pass up on free sex.

Right?