She... adapts

"Hilda..." A soft voice says as the knight groans. "Hilda wake up." The noblewoman giggles as she feels her ticklish body gently shake. "Get up sleepyhead."

The formerly fearsome and now totally nude warrior groans again as she sits up on her tiny twin-sized bed (really it just a sack filled with straw lying on the floor in the servant's quarters. Milly had confiscated the master bedroom and its enormous bed for herself ages ago.) and reluctantly opens her eyes.

The fox girl was standing over her, wearing another one of Hilda's elegant (former) dresses, along with some of the knight's old, and very expensive, jewelry.

"Sleeping on the job again?" The tiny tyrant asks, a look of disappointment on her face. "I swear, I can't count on you to get anything done!"

"I'm sorry mistress," Hilda whimpers as a blush spreads across her chubby cheeks. "I-I didn't mean too!"

Hilda had spent the last month cleaning the (originally her) keep. It was an exhausting task that kept her busy from dawn til dusk every day. When she was ruling the place, she had had a whole staff of people, now Milly was making her do it all by herself. It was totally unfair!

"Do I need to give you another spanking?" Milly asked as she looked down at Hilda.

Hilda's eyes widen in terror as she instinctually tries to cover her bare, enormous, marshmallowey ass. "P-please mistress n-not another one today!" She begged, even as she rolled over onto her pendulous breasts and big belly. Hilda's hands went to her soft, yielding behind, each hand sinking into a giant, jiggling globe tinted red from her previous spanking.

Milly stared at her submissive slave's bare booty, barely suppressing her own moan of lust as she willed herself not to kneel down and eat out Hilda's horny, hairy hole (Milly liked her lovers au-natural, especially when she knew it embarrassed them, as was the case with Hilda). "Hmmm... I will spare you this time, but you wont get off scott-free."

Hilda audibly gulped nervously and started to shiver, accidentally making her whole (very) fruitful form jiggle oh-so-sexily.

"You're only going to get three slices of cake for dessert tonight!" Milly forcefully declared before gently squeezing her slaves tender tushie. "Now get dressed and get back to work!"

"Y-yes mistress," the tamed and timid Hilda mewled as her mistress walks away, a pout on her face.

Tonight was my favorite too! Elven Chocolate cake.

The former classy lassie looks around her squalid room and sighs before grabbing her 'uniform.'

Back to the grind...