“Wow, I can’t believe rent’s so high these days! You know how much I could rent your room out for??” Your dad laughs, sipping his morning coffee and reading the paper as you eat your cereal.
“I can’t even imagine!” You chuckle, “Luckily I don’t have to worry about that for a bit…”
Your dad agrees but then suddenly shivers and gives you a weird look, “You really should be worrying though, it’s pretty irresponsible of me to just let you live rent free…
Imagine what you could turn into, a lazy bum like those dancing girls on the internet!”
You don’t really know how to respond, never having heard such odd rhetoric from your father. It’s also strange that he said ‘a lazy bum like those dancing girls on the internet’, because you’d just said something like that to Bruce on your walk home yesterday. It stuck out to you cuz a tall woman had reprimanded you for saying it, calling you a sexist and then storming off.
“Hello??” Your dad interrupts your thoughts, “So how much are you gonna pay for room and board, food’s probably gonna cost you a bit too…”
“I- I don’t… I don’t have a job, dad; how would I pay for anything? I have no clue what rent costs…” You respond, confused and unprepared for this moment.
“That’s too bad… Well we pay the maid to come once a week, and I think her monthly pay would just about do it for your rent.” Your dad smirks, an evil glint in his eye?
What’s going on??
Your dad’s usually such a nice guy!
“Yeah, otherwise I don’t think you could live here anymore, are you even in school? Why don’t you have classes today??” Your dad interrogates you, leaving you stammering as he ignores your attempt at an explanation of your easy college schedule.
“Your job starts today, so put on the uniform and get to work.” Your dad commands, suddenly pulling out a frilly maid outfit.
“Is this a joke? I don’t-” Your lips suddenly slam together, muting you as your feet move involuntarily to take your shoes off.
Soon you’re out of your clothes, totally nude as your dad casually reads his paper. He finishes his coffee as you unwillingly pull the heavy uniform over your head, member growing erect as the meshy ruffles of the dress brush against it. You suddenly bend over to pull the thigh high socks up your legs, trying not to moan as your manhood throbs.
Your skin feels a lot smoother than you remember, and there’s definitely a lot less hair on your body than before. You look to your dad for an answer, but he doesn’t even watch as hair tickles your shoulders. You grunt as your knees turn toward each other, forcing your thighs to pinch your balls behind you. But the bulge in your dress disappears as your manhood is tucked away by your delicate fingers, one last throb of arousal coursing through it as you look down a flat canvas of nylon and cotton.
Then it goes numb and the arousal surges upward into your belly, making it rumble as your dad puts his paper down. Your lips feminize and curl up into a smile, dopamine and serotonin flooding your brain as your body grows ultra sensitive. You feels like you’re swimming in tingling jello, your mind appreciating every little sensation your body produces as you bounce in place ecstatically.
“I think you should start with your room, we’ll move on from there.” Your dad commands, his words cutting through your serine bliss and becoming fact in your mind.
You don’t even think about it, waving goodbye and prancing to your room like a good little maid. When you get to your room there’s a second outfit on your bed, it’s so much prettier than the one you have on now so you decide to put it on.
Wait why would that-
Before you know it you’re already nude, and looking down you see something totally unexpected. You still can’t feel your crotch, and your erection is no longer tucked. It’s not even something you would call an erection anymore, sticking out barely a centimeter.
Normally you would go crazy and maybe even call a hospital, but your body just ignores the sight and puts on the second dress.
“Aaaaaaaaaaargh!!!” You cry out, voice feminizing as feeling in your crotch suddenly returns.
And just in time too, cuz that little nub between your legs is being inhaled by a vacuum inside you. You brace for pain and bite down, but your surprise screams turn into moans as the euphoria of forming folds overwhelms your senses. You collapse to the floor as a spreading web of femininity infects your body, creating a womb and placing mammary glands in your chest.
The tingling of your tender nipples intensifies as they puff up, and you desperately want to pinch them between your fingers as fat from your stomach suddenly flows upward. Glands are stimulated as your breast swell like a balloon, quickly filling the cups of your new outfit as you try to get up off the floor.
The movement makes your new breasts bounce for the first time, your nipples rubbing against the sheer lining of your dress. You whimper and fall back to your knees, smiling hornily as you bounce and let your dripping folds scrape the rough carpet.
Your body doesn’t stop for several minutes, putting your mind into a pleasure coma as you drift off blissfully.
“What the fuck are you doing??” Your dad suddenly bursts into the room, horrified to see a random girl masturbating on the floor.
You jump and stand at attention, a gooey string of cum sticking to the puddle on the floor.
Doesn’t he go to work by now usually?
“You made this place a bigger mess than it already was! Lick that cum off the floor and put on something sexy for me, I’ll be waiting on the couch.” Your dad says as he leaves the room, your mind immediately accepting his commands and cleaning the floor with your tongue before running to your closet.
O shit…
Dozens of different maid outfits, some skimpier than others but all of them very sexual. Your body doesn’t even hesitate, grabbing the smallest one it could. It’s hard to think when your body’s so orgasmic, every touch and movement another world of ecstasy.
You shimmy out of the tight black dress and pause, your virgin womanhood exposed to the cool air for the first time. It drips cum onto the floor as you step into a pair of high heels, your legs stretching and turning slender as you bend over to tie the straps. You feel a draft on your asshole as your cheeks spread out, but they quickly fill with mass and round out as the next wave of changes moves up your body.
Your torso slims down and tones, allowing a V shape leading up your hips to become visible. You put your head through the straps of your next outfit, needing to tie the strings around your hips to make the stretchy material cover any part of your body. The intricate lace pattern makes your nipples tingle as they press against it, and the little apron tickles your juicy thighs as you grab the panties.
Your pussy pulsates as it’s wedgied by the thong, but your body barely reacts as arousal flows through you. Your legs just walk you to the living room, towards master’s couch to show him your sexy body. He watches you walk in, a stoic look of approval etched into his face.
“Thank you, Daddy.” You whimper sexily, placing your hands on your hips proudly.
“Turn around…
That’s amazing! Come, sit with me.” Your dad chuckles as he pats the seat next to him, “O wait, did I say with? I meant on. Sit ON me.”
You’d been so eased into this predicament, you hadn’t once thought about the shame. But as you nestle your bubble butt into your dad’s lap, you blush and whimper in humiliation.
“It’s okay, sweetie. Stop thinking of me as such a father figure; you’re my maid, just relax.” He commands, instantly flooding your mind with calming hormones.
Your boss grows hard as your legs intertwine with his, stroking your feet against his shins as he tweaks your erect nipples. You convulse as one of his hands slides down your torso, your body crying out lustfully as he penetrates your wet folds with his thick finger.
“Remember that woman from yesterday, who said she would teach you a lesson about being so sexist?” Your dad suddenly whispers threateningly into your ear, “Well she was a witch, and a powerful one at that! I- O shit, quick put this on!!” He suddenly interrupts himself and hands you a fourth maid costume, throwing you off his lap and trying to clean the stain you left on his jeans.
“I’m home!” You hear a familiar voice call out, and feel compelled to run toward it.
“Does master need anything from me?” You feel ooze from your lips, eyes locking onto your former ones as your mind races internally.
“Dad…? Did we get a new maid??” Your old body asks, acting confused and shy exactly like you would.
“Yeah, I figured since you’re so wealthy now and paying half the mortgage already, I would get something nice for the family!” Your boss congratulates his son, making your blossoming new emotions run wild.
You feel a building volcano of euphoria in your tummy as you stare at your old self, squirming with arousal as you watch him grow hard. Your nipples suddenly feel like they’re being pulled from your chest, but looking down you can see a ballooning expanse of deep cleavage as your breasts swell.
“My boobies!! I’ve always like, totally wanted boobies like these!!” You giggle as you try to protest deep down, bouncing like a bimbo as your masters watch on.
You don’t remember changing outfits, but you’re thankful that you got out of that tight little thong. These panties feel a lot more comfortable rubbing against your pulsating clitoris, making you smile as your eyes lock onto your former crotch.
“Tell her what to do, she loves to listen.” Your boss laughs, smacking your ass and eliciting an involuntary playful giggle from you.
“Come closer…” His son trails off, triggering a noticeably different response in your head than his dad had.
His command creates a rush of orgamsic bliss, and you know just how good it’ll feel to obey him. The orgasm flows down and overwhelms your entire body, leaving you a panting mess by the time you reach the boy. You just gush and moan as he scans your body, his tenting pants throbbing as you seductively tease him.
Neither of you say another word, he simply lifts you off your feet and carries you to your old bedroom. You hear your boss laugh as his son’s erection presses into your hip, and you crane your neck to lock lips with him. You don’t know how much cleaning you’re gonna be expected to do, but you'll start by swallowing any and all cum ejaculated in the house.