Slipping on her dress and placing the bell around her tail, Topaz was ready for her kitty play session. She gingerly fingered the bell around her neck, waiting for her master to come and play. She would not be a student or a woman for a while, she would be a pet. She found the thought appealing sometimes. It felt freeing, to have no purpose other than to be cared for and to please another. She waited for the door to open, and for her master to enter.

She was locked into her dress, only her master had the key. She could not become her sentient self again until he released her, and she hoped that was not for a while. She purred in anticipation, lying on her side.

Art by mrawl