Ankha

Ankha had been living on your personal tropical island for a while. She had made sure that no other person except you and her would live on the small island of yours. Despite you owning the island personally, every day it felt more and more like she was in charge.

Once again, she had summoned you to her small Egyptian-themed house, and you knew it probably wasn't for a small chit-chat with her. As you entered Ankha's house, you saw the familiar hieroglyphs on the walls and even a small pyramid in the middle of the only room in the house. A small bed that could fit just one person was on the side. However, your gaze quickly focused on the back of the room, where Ankha was sitting on her throne. Her plump form barely fit on it, or in her white Egyptian dress. She was frowning as usual.

"Hello, peasant, me meow," Ankha said boredly, examining her own paw, not even making eye contact with you or bothering to call you by your real name, which was more than typical of her.

It’s a warm sunny day on the beach, the sunlight only occasionally blocked by a passing cloud. Your small island was a surprisingly nice place for swimming and relaxing on the beach. However, you had a small problem when it came to just wanting to relax on the beach…

“Peasant!” Ankha called you out while laying down on her beach towel near an umbrella you set up for her. “I need you to help me with sunscreen, me meow.” It had been feeling like your island was barely yours anymore, instead Ankha was ordering you around after making you get rid of other villagers off of your island. Even your chance to relax on the beach was ruined the moment Ankha heard of it, as she made sure you wouldn’t be taking a break from ‘servicing her’.

“Peasant! Sunscreen, now!” Ankha ordered you, rolling on her back. She was wearing a ridiculously tight and small white bikini that barely even covered her areola, hugging her breasts tightly. And you could barely see her lower bikini that was covered by her huge thighs and chubby belly. It was a lewd sight, but Ankha didn’t seem to care.

You were sitting at your table eating dinner alone. It was snowing outside, covering your island with a beautiful white blanket. Winter had arrived a few days ago and while it itself was a beautiful sight, the more fortunate thing was that Ankha was too lazy to boss you around. Especially walking through the snow to treat you like a servant was something she wasn't a fan of, so you could just relax in your warm small cottage alone most of the time during the winter. The fireplace crackled and radiated comfortable heat through your little one-room home, and on top of all you had enough wood and food for several days.

Just as you started to relax and were ready to read a book you picked up, the door suddenly opened with a familiar plump yellow cat staring at you with her usual frown. “Peasant! You haven’t been replying to my mail!” Ankha said, frustrated tone in her voice. She was wearing her usual white Egyptian dress that tightly hugged her plump body, which was quite surprising clothing for such weather. Slamming the door behind her, she kicked off her sandals and walked to examine your home.

“Hmm…!” Ankha looked around your wooden cottage, seeing how comfortable it was compared to her more Egyptian house, well at least it was more comfortable during winter. “Quite a good house for a peasant, me meow.” Ankha said, clearly finding your fireplace and small bed extremely comfortable. “Peasant! I will be staying here for a while. You don’t need to thank me for giving you company during this awfully cold season, me meow!” Ankha already made herself comfortable, lying down on your bed with a sigh.

Spring was always a beautiful time, you had few sakura trees planted on your island as well so the pink petals from the ongoing cherry blossom were gently floating in the air. You were on the small pier, fishing for some small fish to cook later.

“Hmh! So this is where you were hiding, me meow…” You heard a familiar voice behind you, it was Ankha, who walked along the small pier most likely to order you around, again. The plump yellow cat examined you curiously as well as looking at the bucket with few fishes in it that you managed to catch already. “How thoughtful of you peasant! Catching dinner for your Queen even before I managed to tell you I was in the mood for some fish, me meow!”Ankha ‘praised’ you, purring a bit as she looked into the bucket where the small fishes were fishing around, excited look in her eyes.

“Catch some more for me.” Ankha brushed her hair before sitting down on the edge of your pier, her plump rump squeezing quite noticeably against the wooden pier as she dipped her small paws in the water. “I’ll even let you cook for me, peasant. And I expect you to make something delicious for me, me meow!”