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The next few days were bliss. Justine rushed home from college each day to be transformed into Aunty Sophie’s niece as she tried on all the outfits they had chosen at the shops. Justine, with a bit of makeup and the right clothes had become a beautiful young woman. She learnt the power of a peeping lacy slip could make men weak at the knees. Sophie also lent Justine some more lingerie until she was able to build up her own collection. Perhaps they would make another trip to M&S at the end of the week but dressed en-femme this time.
Every day was a different outfit, with skirts, dresses, and blouses. Justine tried them all on. Each outfit had its own lingerie, this included a different slip each time. Justine was falling in love with the silky slips above all else. She got so excited in the slippery nylon and every time it was the same. Dressing up, wank, spunk, undress, clothes needing to be washed in the wash basket.
Seeing the pile of lingerie in the wash basket gave Sophie an idea. Sophie needed a maid who could do the washing, clean up the flat and maybe serve guests. Justine would become “The Maid” and Sophie “The Mistress”. She had never trained a maid, but Justine was so suggestible and adorable, she was even turning into a Sissy. It had been fun to make her into Sophie’s niece but even more fun to put Justine in a black and white outfit with loads of frilly white petticoat and black stockings. She was so glad she had found the black French knickers in Marks and Spencer but still needed some seamed stockings.
Sophie went online and found several maids uniforms on eBay, one was really short and had built in petticoats, just what she wanted. She added one to the basket and then went hunting for some seamed stockings. There were several choices of stockings. Sophie was looking for black seamed stockings but then found some white seamed stockings that would be a nice contrast with the black and white dress.
Perhaps not as good as Gio’s, Sophie’s favourite, but the price was within budget. She ordered two pairs of seamed stockings, one pair in white for her new maid and one pair in black for the mistress.
At the end of the week several packages arrived in the post. Sophie picked them up from her neighbour as she had been out at work. She could not wait to unwrap them and put into place the next step in the plan for Justine to become her new maid. Justine was not home from college yet, which gave Sophie just enough time to get things ready. Sophie sat down on her make up stool and opened the packages. She was delighted with them, just what she wanted. Justine would look so adorable and sexy as her new Maid.
Sophie wondered about changing out of her office wear. She had worn a black pleated skirt with a black satin blouse but with matching red lingerie underneath. As usual she wore black stockings, but this pair had a red seam to complement the peeping red slip. She loved to show off her slips. She was also wearing red French knickers, a lacy red suspender belt, a red and black bra, and a gorgeous red half-slip with oodles of lace on the hem. It looked and sounded good enough to eat on MasterChef.
When Justine got back Sophie told her that the flat needed cleaning and it would Justine’s job to do some of the housework.
“But I don’t know about housework,” tailed off Justine. “Nanny does that at home.”
“Your Mother told me all about your Nanny. She is a tranny, just like me. That is why Dawn and Phillip employed her. They thought it would be good for George to have a different perspective on life.”
Justine was shocked at this. “They know that Nanny is not female?”
“Oh yes. And they know about you spying on Nanny in her lingerie.”
Justine looked like she was going to cry.
“Don’t worry Justine. Now, I have something new for you to try. You have been transformed this week from my nephew Justin into my beautiful niece, Justine. Now for another step. Go to your room and put on the black lingerie and a new packet of stockings that are on your bed. I am going to train you as my maid.”
“What dress and slip shall I wear,” asked Justine, curious to know what was going on?
“No dress or slip yet. Put on the undies and stockings that I have laid out for you, and some breast forms for your bra. Be careful with the stockings. There are some black gloves, put those on first so you do not snag the thin stockings. You are going to be my new Maid so that you can do the housework and serve guests, isn’t that wonderful?” Sophie clapped her hands. “Now go and get dressed and come back here as quickly as you can so I can do your hair and make-up. Then I can finish dressing you as my Maid with your costume, which has a built-in petticoat. Oh, and put on your black high heel sandals as well.”
“Yes, Aunty,” said Justine meekly.
“Mistress, from now on, I think,” said Sophie slowly.
“Yes, Mistress,” said the Maid.
Justine, or rather now The Maid, rushed to her bedroom and put on the gorgeous black lingerie. The knickers and bra had already been through the wash after the French knickers got drenched with cum on the first wearing on Saturday. The Maid had not worn breast forms before. They really filled the black lacy bra much better than the spare pairs of stockings and tissues she had used before.
It felt wonderful to open the packet of new white seamed stockings. The Maid remembered to put on the black gloves. She put them on really slowly and carefully, although it was not easy as the gloves were silky and slippery. She was not sure if she had got the seams straight as she attached them to her black suspender belt, perhaps Mistress could help her with that. They were just like the stockings she had seen her Mother wearing last week with seams. How she had wished she could have worn Mother’s black seamed nylons, and now she was wearing her own pair, in white. There was huge tent in the Maid’s black French knickers, perhaps Mistress could help with that as well. Finally, she stepped into the high heels and checked how she looked in the mirror. It looked and felt so sexy, just like Mother.
Justine walked into the living room, she was excited at wearing her new lingerie and stockings, but slightly nervous about being transformed into a Maid. She had not expected this and was not quite sure if she wanted to go this far.
“Now, come into my bedroom and sit on the stool so that I can brush out your hair and do your make up, said Mistress.
The Maid followed.
Fortunately, Justine had long hair, but it did need some washing and styling to turn Justine into the Maid with her hair up in a ponytail. It took about forty minutes. Then it was onto the make-up. Justine had not worn make-up in the past few days as the nephew transformed into the niece but now as a Maid this was stepping up a gear. The Mistress worked her way through concealer and eye shadow, teaching the Maid what to do for the future. Finally, it was time for a red lipstick. The Mistress stood back and admired her handiwork. She was very pleased with the finished look.
“Oh, my goodness, I look so femme now, thank you Mistress,” said the Maid as she turned her head to look in the bedroom mirror at her hair and make-up. She had no doubts now, she felt super excited and turned on.
“Now for your uniform. Stand-up,” said the Mistress.
The Maid got up from the stool as the Mistress opened the wardrobe door and took out the new French Maid uniform. The Maid’s eyes open wide.
“Arms up,” said Mistress as she dropped the uniform over the Maid. “Oh, Wonderful.”
The Maid smoothed the dress down and felt somewhat exposed as the white petticoat barely covered her stocking tops.
“Now for some training,” said the Mistress, “lift your skirt and petticoat and do a curtsey.”
The Maid’s first effort was not very good, so Mistress showed her. After a few goes she was getting better.
“Now, bend down and check the straps on the sandals.”
The Maid crouched down facing her Mistress and fiddled with the straps; the little pin was definitely in the hole of the leather strap.
Mistress felt a stirring in her own panties as she looked up the skirt of her newTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
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Hi, Last month my regular maid went on holiday for 1 week. After 1 week she didn’t come so we got a new maid. Her name was sarika. She was around 30 years old. She was average looking slim and dark. She had small breasts. She had very less fat and her ass was a nice tight one. She would wear sarees or Punjabi suits. When I saw her for the first time my dick rose immediately! She wasn’t very good looking but her body was good! She was wearing a Punjabi suit and her ass was just awesome! It was...
He brought in the mail. As he looked through it there were 3 identical envelopes. One addressed to Josh, one to Mike, and his. The return address was just a symbol. He set the other two on the kitchen table for Josh & Mike, and opened his. Inside was an invitation to a Halloween party called "The French Maid Ball". Also, there was a credit voucher for a place called The Pleasure Pit. He had never heard of it. He looked back at the invitation again. The address of the party was in a...
I was tasked to host a dinner party for the president of the company coming to Los Angeles from New York. He was here to see how the West Coast office was doing and if they needed anything in light of the economic downturn the country was going through. They had already closed one of the Midwest offices in St. Louis and broken that office up, sending the personnel to the other offices elsewhere.Obviously, my boss, Mr. Chapman was not interested in moving away from the sunny California home he...
UniformI was tasked to host a dinner party for the president of the company coming to Los Angeles from New York. He was here to see how the West Coast office was doing and if they needed anything in light of the economic downturn the country was going through. They had already closed one of the Midwest offices in St. Louis and broken that office up, sending the personnel to the other offices elsewhere. Obviously, my boss, Mr. Chapman was not interested in moving away from the sunny California home he...
Unexpected Maid It was 7 o'clock in the evening and I'd been looking forward to tonight. I'd got a decent excuse for a night out with the lads as my wife Hannah had invited about a dozen of her friends round for wine, nibbles and probably a bit of Singstar as the evening progressed and the alcohol flowed. I was happy to get out of the way, meet the guys, probably go for a few beers and a curry. The gathering wasn't due to start for another hour so I was idly browsing at the PC...
"Great. Just fucking great..." I muttered to myself as I banged my head against the steering wheel in frustration. My name is Jake Francis and I've been having a terrible week. So terrible, in fact, that I feel close to losing my mind. First the girl I've loved for two years broke up with me, then earlier this week my father died of old age. My mom had already died a long time ago ago, so apart from some distant relatives I never talk to I'm the last remaining member of...
Hi, Hello everybody. This is a sequel of my first story Erode’s mallika sherawat in the couples category, this all started due to an accident. And I also forget to tell the aunty’s name in the story, her name was kalpana. We have fucked three to four times in those two days when she was all alone but afterwards there was no opportunity for us to enjoy each other, but at that time we enjoyed talking on the phone whenever she find time she used to call me and many a times we enjoyed phone sex in...