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The massive cardboard box dominated the living room space, which was sparsely decorated in a utilitarian fashion. It was unremarkable, with just some shipping info and a few customs stickers to mark its pristine form. That, and a few skid marks on the far side, but Ve’s mind was so lost in the fantasy that acknowledging such details would only ruin his special moment. A moment realized, taken from the stories he had read online and made real. This was his very own android maid.

A fully custom maid, to be exact, made just for him. Every measurement was custom, from the height to the girth of its thighs. Ve could just imagine the beautiful bot through the cardboard sheath, staring eye to eye with him. He knew this since these customizations were just to appeal to his fantasy, they were his own. A near perfect clone of him, but with a gender bending twist. The thought of it made his own thighs grind together in excitement.

Ve’s hands tore into the box, haphazardly tearing apart the protective packaging material. There would be no need to return this shipment. The parting box revealed a plethora of smaller boxes all surrounding what looked to be a mummified body. He cracked into those boxes first, removing the house control system, spare clothing, a chastity belt (which his hands lingered on) and even a spare control system for on the go.

Ve was making a mess at that moment, as he let every item scatter across the ground. Why would he care, the maid was going to clean it after all. The thought made him quiver as he picked the house control unit out of the mess. It was a nondescript unit, about the size of a modem. Only the text “House control unit” gave away its purpose,  with a single wire trailing from the machine that was designed to connect to any standard automated house system. Unremarkable as it was however, the system would take complete control of the house when attached, enabling the android maids to work freely within. Ve wasted no time plugging it into his own home systems box.

“Starting… Maid U home control system” the system spoke out as Ve clipped the wire in. “Welcome new user to the Maid U home control system experience. Detecting non affiliated space, would you like to enable this system to control this space?”

“Yes” Ve responded without hesitation. He knew the script, as he had studied it thoroughly online before buying the unit. There was a certain path of answers he needed to give in order to achieve his dreams. A script he really wished he had written down now as his mind struggled to focus.

“Registering, one moment” the machine spoke in response, “Owner, please designate this space”

“Home”

“Space is now registered as ‘Home’. Will you be the only ‘Master’ of ‘Home’?” the word ‘Master’ made him shiver. It made him feel powerful, but it wasn’t the role he wanted today.

“Yes that is correct”

“Thank you, setup is now complete. When you are ready I am at your disposal.”

“Actually there is one thing” Ve stated as his palms started to sweat, his mind trying to remember exactly what to say next. “The next maid that is registered to the system should be removed from the system at noon tomorrow.”

“Acknowledged” the system responded without question. It really was that simple. With shaking hands Ve dragged the wrapped maid to a closet and stuck her inside. The bot wasn’t needed at this moment, but she was too much of an investment to not leverage at some point in the future. With the maid bot stashed away, Ve dug into the pile at his feet until he found what he was looking for. The control collar. His hands touched the chastity belt as well, but that would be taking it too far for a first time. It was reckless, he knew, to jump right down the rabbit hole. But Ve had been waiting for this for years, he wasn’t going to wait any longer.

His body vibrated, hands shaking as he struggled to breathe as he brought the collar up to his neck until the cold metal of the device kissed it with a delightfully frosty touch. He began to close the ends of the collar together, the act beyond trivial as his shaking fingers threatened to drop the collar.

Click

The collar snapped into place and a light hum emanated from it as it booted up.

“Owner, new maid detected in ‘Home’ space. Do you wish to add this maid using the prior parameters?”

This was it, his fantasy realized. One word was all it would take. He froze, as the moment loomed in front of him. Ve’s mouth was gummy and his throat tight, as if his body was already acting against him. It was as if Ve’s physical form knew what was about to come. A voice rang from the back of his mind, his sisters, telling him how stupid he was. It was the same voice she had used when she had found him tied up when they still lived at home. He shut it away. She wasn't here right now to judge his choices.

“Yes” it was barely audible, but it was all Ve could make out. Thankfully, or not, the system heard him loud and clear.

“Understood, registering…” the system intoned before Ve’s body seized pencil straight, eyes  forward. He tried to move, to speak, but his body refused to respond to his command. He was no longer in control. The voice again was there, calling him stupid, and again he shut it away. This was what he wanted for so long, even if he was starting to feel a little fear at the sudden loss of control.

“Maid, please speak designation”

“Error” the voice rang out of Ve’s lips from his throat, but it was not his own. The feeling was bizarre, as if there was someone else within him.

“Error encountered during registration, searching for a fix…”

Odd, this wasn’t in the forums, Ve thought. They had only mentioned the system sending them on their way.

“Fix found, applying”

Ve didn’t even have a chance to worry as suddenly tendrils of energy shot through the collar, through his neck and into his mind. The tendrils of energy etched wherever they touched, leaving something behind before they retreated from his mind.

“Fix applied. Maid, please speak your designation.”

Suddenly an image of a form jumped to Ve’s head, fields pre filled. His focus zoomed in on each field before his voice called out, reading the values present.

“Id temp_1472389283, type ‘unknown’, registration date 12/3/2024. Name unset.”

“Owner, unnamed maid identified. Please set a name.”

It was surprised at the system and tried to speak, but of course the system wasn’t going to let a mere maid speak out of turn. But what was its name again? That concerned it that it couldn’t remember

“No name specified by owner, querying for name… name chosen. Maid, set designation to ‘Jenny’”

Just as abruptly as before those electrical tendrils slid into his head, tracing over that image of a form and leaving something behind in the space once blank. Jenny knew the tendrils had written her name down. But Jenny was more than Jenny.

“Designation set” Jenny responded, an odd joy filling her at receiving her new name.

“Maid Jenny, begin cleaning” This was the moment that Jenny had been waiting for, but instead of wandering off her body just stood there, ramrod straight.

“Error” Jenny intoned again, “library missing”

Jenny expected the control system to respond, but instead thousands of tendrils burst from her neck and into her mind. The electric fever blazed through her head, blinding her as flashes of color and movement flew across her vision. How to dust, vacuum, what a properly set table was. More and more images trailed through her vision till not a single spot remained. There were more still, lewder acts, but with nowhere left to imprint the tentacles left unsatisfied. A warning pulsed at the edge of Jenny’s vision, warning of full disk space, but with practice she dismissed the warning for the moment.

“Restore complete” Jenny called aloud, “Beginning cleaning.” For the rest of the day Jenny cleaned the apartment from top to bottom. Her systems registered the sorry state of the room and recognized the need for a full cleaning. The maid began by giving the space a proper dusting, polishing the metal fixtures as she went. Next she tackled the bathrooms, where she took extra care to clean behind the toilet. Jenny noted to the house system that the prior maid’s work was sub par, but the system didn’t respond to that. After she tackled the bulk of the mess on the floor, which took nearly an hour of bagging and vacuuming to bring the space into order. She sorted the items of use from the trash, placing them in the closet for storage as she bagged up the damaged cardboard.

With the room finally clean Jenny needed to dispose of the trash, but the system stopped her as she tried to leave the apartment.

“Inappropriate attire noted. Main Jenny, you are outside of presentable parameters for leaving the space ‘House’ please change into the appropriate attire” the system intoned as it locked the door, preventing the maid from leaving. With horror Jenny realized the house was right, she was dressed as a master and not one of he stature. She hurried to the closet in a panic, retrieving the maid outfit she had stashed there earlier. Quickly she changed into the latex outfit of black and white. It was fashioned in the French style of Maid attire, with shiny black high heels and white latex gloves. With practice she stretched the rubbery fabric and slipped inside, taking comfort with being in a more natural state.

But before she closed the closet her sensors noted another item, one of metal. Her system noted it as a chastity belt. It wasn’t designated to her, but another maid, though something about the device appealed to her. Leaving the space would pose a risk of property damage, especially from male third parties. It was logical, and with a note to the house system for approval she slipped the device on, locking it into place. Tubes slid into her orifices, their cold touch tingling her interior but they were necessary for waste extraction at a later time. She ignored the satisfaction she felt at the control she had given away, and represented herself to the house system for validation.

Finally the front door unlocked and Jenny was allowed to dispose of the garbage in the basement. Trip after trip the maid took, noting all the glances she received as she rode the elevator up and down. Nobody directly asked the maid for more info, but there was judgment in those eyes, the maid noted. But she was a maid, and the most she could do was file the concerns between trips with the home system, which did nothing. Finally, with the garbage disposed of the house was finally clean. It was dark outside now, and the maid found its power levels lower than expected.

“System” she asked aloud. “May this unit rest to recharge”

“Permission granted” the system intoned. “Please enter into sleep mode”

Satisfied, the maid dimmed its systems and tried to drift off, ready for another day of service and maybe the chance to meet its master.