Maid in Error
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Have you ever had one of those days where everything just ends up as
shit? Well imagine the worst of those shit days, multiply it by ten and
then you will maybe come close to how my day is going. Let me put it
this way, I am royally screwed, I know it, and there is nothing I can do
but take it. I guess in the end I should have expected things to end
this way, but when you are on top of the world its hard to see what can
happen when you fall.
The last thing I remember is eating dinner with my girlfriend...ex-
girlfriend now I assume. Things went black. Now here I find myself bound
naked to a table with saran wrap. A Silky material is stuffed in my
mouth, and secured with tape...given everything I know, my guess is its a
pair of her panties. Surrounding the table are curtains of plastic
sheeting... with pictures of her ex-husband, Dan, in his various stages
of feminization taped to them.
Shit, the last thing you want a psychopathic witch watching before doing
bad things is Dexter. An involuntary shiver goes through my body as I
recall some of the results from this table. Lets just say when her dark
side comes out, my girlfriend can be a REAL bitch of a witch. It looks
like I am about to be her next project. Honestly, I think I would prefer
Dexter's approach.
The sound of whistling accompanies her as she enters the room, and my
fear cranks up a notch. She is whistling that creepy song from the evil
nurse in Kill Bill. I cannot move my head enough to look at her, but
based on the song, I assume nothing good is about to happen.
I hear the rustle of clothing as she moves around in the background,
still whistling that demented song. If she is trying to scare me more,
it's definitely working. I take a deep breath and try to calm myself.
The less fear I show, the less she will toy with me before getting things
over with. One thing I've learned in the year we have been dating, the
more you show fear and beg...the more she twists the knife.
"I've been thinking about your request for a new maid to play with, and
decided to grant it for you," she says in a quiet voice. "None of you
remember, but last week when your friends were over for the big game...
I held job interviews for the position. Well actually, we played a bit
of a game...biggest asshole gets the job. Bet you can't guess who won
the vote by a landslide."
"You might want to brace yourself, sweetie...I understand the first step
is a doozy."
A moment later, my whole world is transformed...into agony. As if I was
on fire from the bottoms of my feet to the hair on my head, nothing but a
burning pain so intense it consumed my world. After a while it receded a
bit, then it surged back more painful than before. Wave after wave of
agony, while in the background I can still here Elle Driver whistling
that creepy song.
Eventually, an eternity later, the pain recedes and I feel myself falling
away into a darkness that seems so peaceful. Dragging me down until
blissful release swallows up the pain, the fear...nothing but peaceful
darkness until I awaken in whatever new world awaits me.
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For the second time I open my eyes, to find myself naked in a strange
place.
Almost immediately I pick up on the differences. There is no plastic
wrap or tape holding me down, no bindings...nothing to keep me where I
am. The room is very familiar, and after a few minutes wracking my
brains I recognize it as the expensive Honeymoon suite we spent that
glorious first weekend at the beginning of our affair. How nostalgic.
I was terrified when I woke up I would not be me any more, but mentally I
feel completely normal. I had been afraid of waking up an idiot or
worse. Physically, I feel great...probably better than I ever have in my
life. I feel strong, healthy, alive...vital. Unfortunately, I also feel
something else as well...it's both strangely similar and strikingly
different from what I am used to...but no doubt about it, I am feeling
rather horny. Not running down the street begging for relief horny, but
a good bit stronger than waking up next to a naked woman horny.
I slowly move into a sitting position, feeling an embarrassed flush
rising through my body. The movement causes strange sensations in the
breasts I have been trying so hard to ignore. I sigh as I glance down at
them...one thing I can say, she didn't hold back at all. I make my way
into the bathroom so I can get a look at the brand new me, and even
knowing what she could do, I find myself stunned.
The woman looking back at me in the mirror is gorgeous...like Helen of
Troy, war starting beautiful. Long, lustrous black hair cascades around
my face. I have deep brown eyes and a smooth delicate face that hints at
some perfect blend of racial features with hints of Asian or Latin
decent. A bit too short and full bodied to be a super model, but
perfectly built for a porn star. And why did that thought send a shiver
of excitement through me.
I move back into the bedroom, and begin to take stock of my situation.
In the closet are two sets of clothing, the outfit I was wearing when
this little adventure began...and a maid outfit. Not a maid outfit like
a real maid might wear, rather one of those extremely revealing French
maid outfits worn in sex games. On the dresser is a bottle of faintly
glowing pink liquid and a handwritten letter. It takes me nearly a
minute to work up the courage to pick up the letter...somehow I know it
won't be good news.
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Dear Mike Mika,
I had an interesting chat with your friend John last week, so I guess you
can blame him for your current predicament. When I asked him who would
make the best, sluttiest maid out of you and all your friends...he said
you, beyond a doubt. I've always seen you as one of those strong,
aggressive alpha male types so naturally I disagreed...in the end we made
a little bet.
In the bottle on the dresser is a powerful magic potion, if aged
correctly it will restore your manhood (and then some). However if you
drink it before its ready it will increase your sex drive and make it
impossible to reverse the transformation for a year. All you have to do
is wait until the potion turns blue and drink it, and you will be
restored to your former self.
Here are the conditions we have set for the bet.
You cannot leave the suite until you drink the potion.
Your natural libido has been set to keep your horniness level around half
the most horny moment in your life.
Sex toys and willing partners (of either gender) can be arranged upon
request through room service.
Every orgasm you have from now on will increase your desire to drink the
potion. The more enjoyable the orgasm, the more intense your thirst for
the potion will become.
In approximately 48 hours the potion will turn blue.
I strongly suggest you refrain from ANY sexual related activities as that
body is designed to find sex in all forms extremely exciting and
enjoyable. If you win the bet for me, John has agreed to be our slutty
new maid...but if you fail you will be his. Don't disappoint me. If my
Michael doesn't show up with his shiny new play toy in three days, I will
become the sole beneficiary of his estate on the fourth.
On the bright side, win or lose...you will have a pretty new maid to play
with as often as you want.
Wishing you the best.
Diane
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It only took four hours before I gave in to my lust and fingered myself
to an orgasm.
Two hours later I was calling room service to send up some toys.
Within ten hours of waking up in that room I was happily chugging down
that sweet pink potion and praying the two guys room service had sent up
were ready for yet another round of me.
24 hours later I left the room for the first time in my new life.
Dressed in the most embarrassing, barely legal maid outfit imaginable...
with one overwhelming need...to return home and serve Lord John.
A week later, John took me to my funeral. I don't know how she did it,
but in the casket as clear as day was what appeared to be my old body.
Diane sat in the front row weeping as if she had lost the love of her
life, the bitch. I had learned more about humiliation and degradation in
the last week than I had ever imagined possible, and the worst part is I
wanted...no needed to act the part of the perfect submissive maid through
it all. To further it all, the fact that the old Mike was now officially
dead was a clear indication that she had no intention of ever changing me
back.
I guess in the end I should have expected it.
If she did this to her last husband, I was a fool to think I would never
taste her power.
I have to run now. Master is having some friends over tonight and I
expect it will be another humiliating adventure in bondage and
submission.
Blaze
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