Into a cat cage.

Jack hesitantly followed her former wife, her new diminutive size making her take two steps for her new owners one. Owner. She was property now. A pet. She shuddered at the thought. Distressingly naked but for her collar and leash Jack was led outside where the entire world could see her. Well there were a few pedestrians in the car park and they paid her only passing attention. She wasn’t a naked human but an Anthropet. No one dressed Anthropets.

She was struck by how big everything seemed now and timidly she clung close to her former wife as the sounds and sights intimidated and overwhelmed her. They approached their car and Jack swallowed as the trunk opened and she saw her carry cage. “Alright then girl, into your cage.” Jack needed no encouragement as she leaped nimbly up into the boot and climbed cage in the car boot. She felt immediately more secure as she curled up on the pillow there. Her owner closed and secured the cage. “Good girl.” Jack blushed angrily at the condescending words but also felt an odd pride at the praise. The obedience and fawning loyalty of anthropets was part of their attraction. It was part of her now.

The boot was closed and Jack felt a sense of finality as they moved away from Anthropet. She was stuck like this. A tiny catgirl. At the mercy of her owner.