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THE QUICK TRANSFORMATION
A short story by Monica Graz
"Come along Mika, we have to go, the van will be here in a minute."
Juanita yelled from the front room.
Nick or Mika as he was called now checked once more his appearance. He
was quite convincing after two weeks of intense training in his new
duties as a cleaning woman.
The dove grey polycotton dress, the dark pantyhose and the sensible
canvas white shoes completed the image of a working domestic. He carried
a canvas bag containing some personal belongings like a small purse with
his new Company card identified him as Mika Bellona, a female domestic
worker of Hispanic origin. The bag contained as well his full white
working apron plus a dark grey cardigan in case he was feeling a bit cool
inside the van.
Another look in the bathroom's full mirror. Nick saw the reflection of a
rather plain looking darkish woman looking back at him. He kept his new
dark hair in a tight ponytail; he was certain no body could detect his
hair extensions done so cleverly by his wife's special beautician. He had
a bit of makeup on, nothing fancy just enough to smooth and darken his
complexion, plus some clear lipstick to emphasize the fullness of his
lips. Yes, he looked the part and that excited him instantly. He was
about to fulfill a long standing dream though the way everything happened
was not at all as he was planning it.
He left the bathroom and found Juanita already in the front door of their
modest apartment gesturing at him, "Come girl, the van is already here, I
can hear the engine going."
She started walking fast down the stairs; they were living in the fourth
floor of an old apartment complex with no lifts of course. They could not
afford anything better on their moderate wages.
She turned to Nick and said, "Now Mika, try and keep a low profile today,
don't speak to anyone unless spoken, follow my directions when we will be
in our first cleaning job, you are my assistant for the day. And keep
your voice low and never speak loudly. Don't worry, you look average, you
can pass easily and also don't forget your heavy Spanish accent when you
speak in your uneducated English. You are not the high powered WASP
lawyer any more; you are a female Latino domestic worker being in this
country only a few months. Is that clear?"
Nick said a 'Yes Juanita, it is clear' as he heard all that with mixed
feelings. She just reminded him the world he just gave up for a whole
year in exchange of the new world he was coming in, the world of low
income menial workers. At that moment he realized that probably he did a
terrible mistake by accepting the terms of his powerful wife Cynthia to
become a lowly domestic worker. Would the reality be as exciting as his
lasting fantasy?"
They entered the van where another four women identically dressed were
already sitting comfortably. Everybody said a hearty 'buenas dias' and
the male driver started the van. Nick looked at his cheap small wrist
watch, it was five in the morning and they were on their way to their
first job having ?? clean an office block. He would be working for the
next twelve hours until 5.00pm with an hour off for lunch break.
Soon most of the women including Juanita started to doze. He closed his
eyes but his mind was running fast. Soon he started thinking all the
unusual and exciting things that happened the last few weeks and changed
his life so dramatically.
He always was a cross dresser. He told his wife Cynthia from the early
days when they started dating that he liked wearing female clothes.
Cynthia was not annoyed or worried. On the contrary she found it sweet
and slightly amusing and never discouraged Nick. She never encouraged him
though to go all the way and start appearing as a tranny in public. They
kept Nick's particularity or eccentricity as she liked calling his CD
activities strictly within the house boundaries.
Nick started wearing panties on a daily basis, some more some less frilly
and also he started going to bed wearing a nightie, very often matching
the one Cynthia was wearing. When they moved in together she noticed a
great aptitude and willingness in Nick to be involved with the housework
and cooking. Gradually he became the unofficial housekeeper.
And then the aprons appeared. Nick started wearing them more and more
around the house, some unisex working aprons but some clearly more
feminine and frilly. Cynthia reacted positively once more, in fact she
was sort of encouraging him to wear his pinnies. 'You need an apron
darling to protect your clothes when you do your messy cleaning jobs or
cooking,' she used to say to him. Little did she know that all those
remarks excited Nick tremendously and made him more willing to plunge
deeper into some sort of 'submissive femininity' as he used to call his
tendency.
At about this stage in their life their careers took off in different
fields. Cynthia was absorbed in the family advertising company and soon
she became the company's creative director. In fact she was a very
talented graphic designer and her work started to win international
awards. She had to travel a lot for her work, often abroad, leaving Nick
behind.
Nick pursued his career as a lawyer and soon he became a junior partner
in one of the best known firms in town. He organized his job in such a
way that he could spend quite a bit of time at home preparing his various
cases. He did that on purpose, because he was able to spend more time in
a dress or skirt and blouse outfit in particular when Cynthia was out of
town.
In fact he started to dress up completely with a wig and makeup on when
Cynthia was away. He downloaded various books on the subject of
transformation and in a period of several years he became quite good in
transforming himself to a convincing woman or so he thought, because
nobody else ever set eyes to his female persona including Cynthia who
only knew Nick in a dress and apron. Somehow he felt that she would
object to anything more drastic in his appearance and he kept the dress
up sessions to himself.
And then he discovered the maids' uniforms. He always had a secret
passion for them but it took him years to order a couple of them through
internet. He somehow felt ashamed to wear them. But the urge was far too
strong and finally he secretly became the maid of the house. Whenever
Cynthia was away, he was always in a uniform when he was doing his
chores. Nothing fancy, just a housekeeping light blue, grey or pink dress
and a full white apron, sensible shoes, light makeup and a short pageboy
wig. Of course by that stage he was the proud owner of a pair of very
expensive breast forms which gave to his body the feminine shape he was
so strongly longing for.
He started spending longer hours in the house, he wanted more and more to
be in a dress or his maid's uniform. But at the same time he started not
to pay the attention he should in his work and his career took a turn for
the worst. His supervisor, an older and experienced female lawyer had
given him two written warnings asking him to improve his work performance
because the senior partners of the Firm were nor pleased with him and he
was in peril of losing his job.
Nick never mentioned the work problems to Cynthia and made a sincere
effort to improve his performance, but his tendency to be more and more
in the preferred role of a housekeeper and maid, killed all his
initiatives at work so it came as no surprise to him the letter that
fired him. All of a sudden in his early thirties Nick was out of his
professional world and with no good references to get another job. The
senior partners were clearly angry with him and his poor performance.
They gave him a great chance for a brilliant career and he kicked it.
Finally he had to tell Cynthia who acted very supportively to him. He
never mentioned of course that he lost his job because of poor
performance; he simply said that the Firm had to fire several younger
lawyers because they were cutting down costs for financial reasons.
He promised that he should start looking for a new job but the prospects
were not good at the moment. Cynthia reassured him that there would be no
financial problems in their household, her income within the 6 digits by
now was sufficient to support them very comfortably.
Then she took him completely by surprise by telling him that a Trust from
her very rich grandmother would be activated when she was going to turn
30 next month. The Trust included a property situated in a very exclusive
suburb where they could move in a couple of months plus other assets and
investments that would allow them to live comfortably for the rest of
their life. In fact, she added that it was convenient that Nick would
have all that free time because he would be able to start packing and
preparing for their moving.
Nick couldn't believe his luck. He would be able now to spend most of his
time in a dress or his uniform; he had plenty to do now plus of course
his day to day running of the house. Cynthia totally accepted his new
role as her homemaker as she started calling him.
In two months they moved to the new mansion which has been wonderfully
redecorated. To Nick's utter astonishment a live in maid welcomed them in
the house. When Nick asked Cynthia she conceded that she new about it and
kept it as a surprise for Nick. She explained that it was part of the
Trust conditions; her grandmother thought that Cynthia and Nick, two
young and career minded professionals wouldn't have the time or energy to
be involved with the day to day running of a big mansion.
Nick couldn't hide his disappointment; the existence of the live in maid
would deprive him of all his favorite activities, the dressing up, the
housework, the shopping and all sorts of other day to day things he got
used to do in their previous house He would have to act as the Master of
the household, a role he wasn't at all happy to play.
Cynthia with her shrewd mind instantly picked it and in the privacy of
their new bedroom she explained to Nick how she organized their new life.
Because as Nick would find soon Cynthia had organized everything very
carefully, it was in her genes to be the driving force in all her
activities, she was born a leader.
Nick as he was sitting in the van, his dove grey uniform dress modestly
covering his knees, surrounded by his fellow cleaners in his first day of
work could still remember Cynthia's exact words that particular day
several months ago.
"I know how you feel Nick; I know that you got used during the last few
months to a certain way of life and that you have no intentions of going
back to work in the near future, so I already explained certain things to
Imelda. But before I go any further let me tell you a few things about
our maid."
And Cynthia explained that Imelda who was in her late thirties worked for
years in her grandmother's household as one of the many servants in that
house. She was a Hispanic woman and her English was still rather moderate
and much accented. But she was a great housekeeper and an excellent cook.
Nick's heart sank again. He wouldn't have any role in the house.
But Cynthia continued, "Before you start crying darling because I can
tell from your sad face that you are about to do that let me tell you
that I already had a lengthy talk with Imelda and explained to her a few
things about you. I told her that you are in between works now and you
will be spending most of your time at home, that you try to establish
yourself as a legal articles writer and that you enjoy a lot to cook and
you don't mind at all housework. So she knows already where you stand."
Nick couldn't help thinking about his dressing up habits and Cynthia
understood that as well because she added, "I also told Imelda that you
enjoy wearing your aprons when you are cooking or do any messy jobs so
you can still be my homemaker. You can work together with Imelda you can
decide the menus, you can still do the shopping, in other words you will
be a househusband and Imelda has to work with you in all matters
concerning the house and I'll be the breadwinner of the family."
He finally managed to ask Cynthia about his moderate dressing up habits
and she simply said, "I am afraid darling you will have to be in a dress
or one of your favorite skirt and blouse outfits when Imelda has her days
off, that will be Sunday and Wednesday afternoon. I think she will
probably freak out if she sees you in a dress, she is a very religious
woman, a practicing catholic."
Of course Nick wasn't happy about that. And of course he couldn't tell to
Cynthia the whole truth, that lately for instance he was dressing up
completely with make up and a wig on and his breast forms in place, often
in one of his maid's uniforms. That had to stay as his secret for the
time being.
And he still strongly remembers her final words; words that sounded like
a warning to him, said of course in her cautious and polite manner.
"I am certain Nick you will get along with Imelda, she is a capable lady,
and she will be able to teach you a few things if you are willing to
learn, you might think that you are a competent homemaker but you still
have a lot to learn."
He liked what he heard, she was more or less encouraging him to interact
with Imelda, but then she added, "But of course you must keep a certain
distance from her, you are after all her employer, so to speak, so don't
fraternize with the help please Nick, just enhance your role as her boss
and employer, she has to remember her place. Can I trust you on that?"
Nick reluctantly had to agree to that. After all Cynthia was holding all
the cards now and he had to go along with her suggestions.
Of course everything went the opposite way. Imelda proved to be quite a
bossy lady and within days she assessed him completely. She encouraged
him to do more housework always wearing one of his many aprons. She was
working across him in one of her morning uniforms, very similar to the
ones he was hiding in his closet. He knew they were bought in the same
shop, called 'domestic solutions'.
Very soon Nick and Imelda dropped all formalities and she started calling
him Nick or even Nicky sometimes. Finally one morning that they were
doing some serious spring cleaning with lots of dust Imelda said to him
quite innocently, "you know Nicky, you should wear a uniform like me,
after all we are doing the same jobs in this house and I feel that you
are my fellow maid by now." Her words came like an electric shock and
excited him tremendously.
He couldn't control himself anymore, he had to tell her, so he said as
innocently as possible, "You know Imelda, I have a couple of uniforms
like yours stuck somewhere among my things, I bought them sometime ago,
before we moved in this house and I used them doing my chores in our
previous much smaller home."
She was intrigued when she heard that but she didn't quite believe him
because she said, "You pull my leg Nicky, I can't believe that you have a
maid's uniform."
That was a challenge that he took eagerly, "Just wait here Imelda I am
going to bring an exact copy, including the matching apron, of the one
you wear now."
"In that case Nicky, please put your uniform on and join me properly
dressed, so we can continue working as two fellow maids." She added in a
mischievous manner.
At that moment he knew that he was about to break his promise to Cynthia
not to fraternize with the help, but he couldn't stop himself, the urge
was too strong and Imelda's encouragement was all he needed.
At that was it. The spell was broken; they became two fellow maids in the
house. Imelda accepted him to the point that very soon she started
referring to Cynthia as 'their employer'; as he was part of the domestic
staff himself.
And of course one day the inevitable happened; Cynthia came back
unexpectedly because her trip abroad was cancelled. She used to warn Nick
if she was coming back to the house before or even after her usual time,
but this time she didn't and as he found out later she had her reasons,
she wanted to check on Imelda and him. Her intuition was guiding her on
that plus the signals they both were sending to her, she could tell that
Imelda became Nick's' pal', he wasn't her boss anymore.
They both were in their matching uniforms in the downstairs living area
vacuuming happily when she suddenly appeared in front of them. The vacuum
cleaner's noise killed the noise of her car.
The expression in her face was a mixture of amusement and contempt as
they both looked at her in a worried manner.
She only said a few words, "Imelda you can continue your vacuuming, as
for you Nick I want to see you now in my office upstairs." Then she
turned and started going up the stairs where she kept a small studio next
to the master bedroom where she could work during weekends of if
something urgent was coming up.
He followed her starting to untie his apron. She saw him with the corner
of her eye, saying in an annoyed manner, "Don't bother to change Nick,
you seem to be the maid in this house for sometime now, don't pretend
that you are something else."
Her words were quite sharp but they gave him a singular pleasure as he
tied his apron back. His feelings were mixed as he followed her in her
studio.
She sat behind her desk as Nick stood awkwardly in front of her feeling
very uncomfortable. For the first time he faced his wife dressed
completely as a maid.
"I'll be very short Nick," Cynthia started with a smirk in her face. "You
betrayed my trust and you repeatedly were lying to me."
Nick tried to say something but she raised her hand firmly telling him,
"Please, let me finish, it won't take long and whatever you tell me can't
change my mind."
She sounded very ominous and Nick got seriously worried for the first
time.
Cynthia continued, "You have two options Nick, either you go instantly
from this house and start a new life or you get a punishment to fit the
crime."
He was aghast. Would Cynthia be that cruel to throw him out of the house?
He couldn't even think about that option, he simply couldn't imagine
himself without her so he eagerly said, "I'll go for the second option
please whatever that is, I can't even think of myself without you
Cynthia."
The second option of course was the creation of Mika, a female domestic
cleaner who was sitting in a van going to work for the first time.
Everything happened in two weeks, Cynthia was a great organizer and
within days all were in place. Nick's new identity as Mika Bellona.
Mika's new modest apartment to share with her fellow domestic worker
Juanita, the only one who knew Nick's real identity.
Nick's transformation to a clinic specializing in male to female
transformation and finally the intensive lessons in housekeeping and
cleaning.
Nick was obliged to sign a one year contract with a renewal option of
another year as Mika Bellona, a female domestic worker of Latino
background.
All of a sudden his reverie was interrupted by an abrupt stop of the van
and then the booming voice of the driver. "Ok girls, we arrived in our
first job of the day, aprons on please and follow me to the basement
where all the cleaning equipment is stored. Harry up please we haven't
got all day."
Nick felt Juanita's elbow kicking him, "Come Mika we have to harry now,
our long working day is about to start."
THE END
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