Transcript Start<br /><br />"Good morning Master, breakfast is ready and the cleaning is done, if you have any more need of my services&#8230;Master? You're staring again&#8230;"<br /><br />There wasn't much fanfare in the steady voice of the gal dressed up in a maid's uniform, staring with cold eyes at the man of the house and that stupid leer on his face, letting loose a low click of the tongue at the mere sight of him. Gnashing her molars in frustration through slim lips.<br /><br />But behind the unfeeling mask laid an entirely different persona altogether, cringing at the thoughts running through the mind of the furious maid who showed no signs of life on her face despite imagining the many methods she had lined up to dominate her Master when night fell. Feeling a tingle of excitement shoot up her damp snatch before circulating around her pert breasts before fading away, spurring her into action as she strides past the man and into her room before his sheepish eyes could grace her plump buttocks and bobbing hair, locking it before seating herself primly atop her well kept bed with a long sigh, slipping into a meditative state in preparation for her next tasks while also giving the prisoner trapped inside her mind a chance to reflect on how they had gotten themselves into this mess in the first place.<br /><br />About a week ago, Sam and Bernard, two college jocks down on their luck with summer break, had heard of a strange new service that offered to fulfill one's dream scenario for a set period of time that started at one week. Seeing no reason to trust such a shady site yet feeling mighty interested since they had nothing to do, the bored men fork over the minimum payment to see if it really was true with Bernard typing in the scenario, as vague a term as that was, into a pop-up box that had appeared after payment was done;<br /><br />[I want to be with a cold, bitch of a gyaru who dresses and acts like a proper, professional maid, also she's got to be subservient in her duties and skilled AF in bed like a dommy mummy, dominate me hard baby!]<br /><br />Except they hadn't realized the implications of trusting a shady site that could possibly hold reality warping abilities to fulfill the requests of the one who had entered his wish, in this case being Bernard himself, leaving Sam to bear the brunt of the magical website as it begins its work to make the joking statement a reality.<br /><br />With no other person around and the pair conveniently in Bernard's home, all that remained was for Sam to conform to the new role his friend had unwittingly condemned him to, groaning as his muscular body begins to warp and shift into Bernard's wet dream, taking on a smaller frame replacing chiseled lines with gentle curves and tight crevasses while sun tanned skin mellows out into a natural cocoa brown hue free of scars, callused and body hair as plump fat and warm flesh fills in for gnarly muscle and toned meat.<br /><br />By the time Sam's bulging torso had been replaced by firm C cup tits, a tight sexy tummy framed by broad hips and his thick dick inverted into a juicy pussy, the man wasn't himself anymore, staring with unfeeling eyes at Bernard who was immediately enraptured by the sight of his friends handsome face being molded into the gorgeous visage the girl of his dreams had, framed by brown hair tinged with dirty blonde and sporting foxy eyes bent at an angle to give Sam a permanent sultry appearance, there was nothing left of the Caucasian jock in the Japanese gyaru dressed in a lewd mockery of a maid's uniform that had been gleaned from her ill fitting singlet and pants. All except for a tiny fragment of Sam's original self locked inside his own body for the duration of the service&#8230;which meant one week stuck as this walking sexpot who obeyed her Master's every order while paying him back double when night fell as per Bernard's request.<br /><br />Now going by Reina, Bernard hadn't even bothered trying to reverse the request, instead leaping wholeheartedly into his new maid's arms, only for her to lay him out flat on the ground with some sort of karate before dragging him off to her new bedroom that had formerly been used as a guest room. It was there when Sam, still stuck inside Reina, would be given front row seats to the role a dominatrix played. Refusing to believe the things she felt were real as she bound Bernard in tight latex before stomping on his privates, dumbstruck at the sight of Bernard roiling in ecstasy at being treated so harshly all while Reina screams and hollers at her 'pet' having already swapped into a revealing outfit of her own with a convenient gap left open for easy access to her dripping folds. With reality having changed to make way for Reina, no one ever remembered Sam's existence, leaving him at the mercy of both Bernard and Reina.<br /><br />And so Sam's torturous 7 days would begin. Forced to play, or rather, witness the life of Reina; subservient maid with an attitude problem by day and the dominating lady who got off on venting her frustrations on her Master by night. By the time the sixth day had arrived, Sam was making mental notes on what he wanted to type into that accursed website when he was finally back in his own body&#8230;and after all the times Bernard had him bent over on the couch or halfway through cooking a meal just for a quick fuck&#8230;maybe the money would be worth it for a one month experience with a doting, submissive girlfriend&#8230;<br /><br />&#8220;Hey Reina! Come &#8216;ere for a second would ya? There&#8217;s something wrong with the thermostat!&#8221;<br /><br />Sighing in frustration at having her rest interrupted over something so trivial, Reina's mental presence comes back into full control, pushing Sam back into his tiny corner as she rises to her feet, dusting off her dress and heading out the door in one motion, wasting no time in crossing the floor to where the tiny console was inlaid into the wall with Bernard idly eating his breakfast, inciting her ire as another click of the tongue escapes her soft lips.<br /><br />Midway through cracking open the casing however, and a rough, unwashed hand would grace her perky rump, peeling apart her stockings before shoving aside her lace panties to get at her damp snatch, fingering away without a care in the world while Reina continues to work, feeling nothing but contempt at the index finger probing her vagina with a subtle blush on her cheeks.<br /><br />Come nightfall however, and this would be just one of the many offenses she would enjoy beating into her lecherous employer.<br /><br />Transcript End<br /><br />Havent posted in awhile after a bad migraine and flu so have a short cap while I work on stories uwu<br /><br /><span>Link to my Discord group if you wanna hang with like minded peeps and view content I cant post on DA :&nbsp;</span><a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://discord.gg/6kruMRX9jk">discord.gg/6kruMRX9jk</a><br /><br /><span>Link to my Patreon where I upload exclusive captions and stories if you wanna support me :&nbsp;</span><a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.patreon.com/YakerTG">www.patreon.com/YakerTG</a><br /><br />Images by&nbsp;&#12475;&#12475;&#12522;:&nbsp;<a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.pixiv.net/en/users/39578405">www.pixiv.net/en/users/3957840&hellip;</a>