anthro-pocalypse

Evening was approaching, and for Kareena, that meant it was time to prepare for the coming night. Which began with making sure she was looking her very best, seated in front of the massive oaken dresser table, one of her half-dozen human slaves standing one step beside and behind.

Light-brown scales with darker patterns cleaned and polished to a shine. Needle-sharp teeth scrubbed free of unwanted bits of food and build-up. Now it was time to set her jewellery. A golden chain, many circled linked together to rest atop her shoulders and over her hefty breasts, their darker areola and nipples very smooth compared to her sleek scales.

Matching gold ankle and wrist bracers, patterned with waves, adding to this was a metal waistband made to the same golden hue as the rest of what she wore, an emerald gem it in its front-centre to add contrast. Same-coloured one-inch heels were slipped on next, barely enough to cover the toes.

And finished with a white silken headdress that sat on her bald head, thicker padding supporting it on the shoulders, while allowing the fabric to rest just beneath the shoulders plates along the back, and two small bangs to hang in front, gold patterns of snakes adorning it, with an emerald gem pattern etched into the top of the front.

“Tell me, do I not look beautiful?” Kareena queried her attendant slave, her preparation complete as she rose and turned to face her.

“Yes Mistress, you are beautiful.” She replied dutifully, eyes kept downwards.

“Good.” Kareena cast her slitted eyes over her favoured slave, searching for any sign of imperfection on her body.

A cool scaled hand would run across parts of her during her inspection, checking for signs of growth of unwanted body hair.

“You’ll pass.” Kareena concluded her inspection and beckoned for her slave to follow her.

Standing at six feet, Kareena’s appearance was about normal these days. A mix of human and snake - in this instance a boa constrictor - with the body and build of a human, though the head and scales of a serpent. Granted, she did have a nose, albeit one that was very wide and splayed relative to a human one, and was effectively fused to her upper jaw. Massive FF Breasts standing out on her slim build that hid the strength of her sinewy body.

The other now-normal feature was her lack of any real clothing. Since she and her others had come, few had taken to wearing them, though she was one of many who loved to accessorise - even if her evening plans required adding snap-points in her waistband to let it fly free when the time came.

And Kareena herself really didn’t like her slaves wearing more than herself, so it came as no surprise that the identifying slave-collar was all her attendant one had on herself, a chain attached to it to allow Kareena to keep her close.

Reaching the front doors of the twenty en-suite bedroom of her three-story mansion - a small perk of being the Governess of this Territory - she passed by the other slaves she held, three female, two male, all waiting for her.

“While I am gone, I expect you all to remain busy with your assigned duties. They will all be complete when I return.” Karenna commended them, her tone alone enough for them to know she would broke no excuse.

“Yes, Mistress.” They answered in unison, which she acknowledged with a small nod before exiting the building.

Waiting for her was her only paid employee. Laurenna, a thickly muscled black-furred wolf anthro clad in drivers’ knee-high boots and elbow-length drivers’ gloves, plus a drivers’ cap that she tipped respectfully to her employer, the rear door of the vehicle held open for her.

Sending her slave in first, Kareena followed, settling herself in the lush, smooth fabric seat while Laurenna jogged round to the drivers side.

“Governess Kareena,” Laurenna being in her employ allowing her to refer to Kareena by title and name. “Where is it you’re going?”