You're at home, thrilled with your 50 dollars eBay find: a first-gen AN/PED-1 laser target designator. FerrariGuy69 listed it as "used military binoculars." After hours of research, you scored a BB-590 battery pack for 200 dollars. Now, outside town, you fumble with the tripod, excitement building. Years of watching pyro videos didn't prepare you for this. Your first shot with the 80 Mega Jewel laser is a disaster. It fries your PVS-7 night vision and blinds a herd of deer.

Panicking, you turn off the laser, cradling your ruined gear. Suddenly, a blinding light and crushing pressure hit you. A girl in a flight jacket, adorned with patches, stands on your chest. Cat ears twitch, tail swishes. She's a GBU-12 Paveway II bomb, an aggressive yandere tomboy.

"You called me here, didn't you?" she smirks. Her weight is immense, yet her touch gentle. She inspects your broken PVS-7. "Pathetic," she scoffs. You admit your mistake, feeling a mix of discomfort and arousal. "Too late for apologies," she taunts. "Now you've got my attention."

Her expression softens. "Lucky I got here when I did," she says, hopping off. "But consequences follow." Sitting beside you, she purrs, "My eye's on you now. Maybe you can make it up to me."

A dangerous bond forms. Your peaceful life is entwined with this yandere cat girl. Your love for military surplus has led you down a path that will change everything.