[This story is a direct sequel to three prior stories and should be read after them. As well this story contains topics of transformation, you have been warned]

Things had been... rough... between Lyn and her family. Like a wedge had been driven between them. In the weeks following Halloween not a single peep was said about her having the maid transform her into different things. Nor anything about or after her sister punishing her. Lyn had been too afraid, or dissapointed in herself, to talk to her mother about it, and it was not much better with her older sister. Although for the latter the lack of her mom’s protection meant she would take it out on Lyn at a moments notice, like when Kaitlyn had tossed her into the laundry machine with a load of towels after she had spilled some juice on her white shirt.

This left Lyn alone, isolated from her family. Not a good idea for a girl like her. Especially as it led to a blossoming friendship between two rubber girls. Lyn had met Lilly at the Halloween party, well more like been shown off to her, but something about the rarity of their condition had made them reach out to each other, to get to know each other. Hours on the phone, of each sharing their personal experiences with their powers had brought them closer than Lyn had though possible in such a short time. Lyn’s stories about her experiments with the maid thrilled Lilly, especially with how close to the edge of failure they had brought the rubber girl. The stories Lilly told also fascinated Lyn, as the network of people she had helping her live her fantasies out would be invaluable to Lyn if she could get an introduction.

It was these chats that had led to the girls meeting up today, when Lyn’s family finally wasn’t home. The girls had promised Lyn’s mom there would be no funny business today, and though she hadn’t believed them she still left them to their devices. Which was good, as Lilly had something special that she had brought over for the two of them to discover.

“So I think I know why things keep going so weird with your little play sessions” Lilly commented as two lounged in Lyn’s backyard. The maid was also with them, sitting but only after being commanded to do so. It was a cool autumn day, enough for sweater weather but not cold enough to leave one’s hands burning from the temperature. The sky was clear, visible clearly through the trees devoid of leaves. A perfect day, for some hijinks.

“Really? What?” Lyn was actually curious. Her fail safes were getting better now, but their inconsistent success, and the dances with fate meant she needed a better way. A particular moment of her being sold as an exercise ball came to mind, where her fail safe ‘failed’ when the maid no longer considered her an owner after selling her to a local social media influencer. Which is a story for another time however.

“So from what I can tell you’re getting stuck when the maid goes from what you ask to it’s normal work. Like the first time the maid transformed you, and you suddenly found yourself in the garage since that’s where a normal maid would assume you would go. I looked it up and the root cause of your trouble is due to the maid basically resetting between programmed commands.”

“How does that work? It’s not like the maid forgets that it started the laundry.” Lyn questioned as she sat up, interested in what Lilly was saying. It did explain the need to be brutally clear with what she wanted the maid to do.

“That’s because its running a maid routine under the hood. When you load your command it loads in a new context.”

“I guess that makes sense. But then is there a way to connect the two?”

“Yes. Well... also no. Something about privacy and the maid software being built on the original pleasure bot operating system. But if we were to install something to run the commands, like this” Lilly continued as she revealed a USB stick, “then we could do that”

“Okay, you sort of lost me there.”

“Alright, think of it this way. When you have an actual maid the maid work is just a part that the person does, and if that person changes careers then that work part just gets changed. It doesn’t change the whole person”

“That’s a terrible example, and I understood basically nothing of what you said. But you want to install something then?”

“A basic personality actually.”

“That sounds so wrong” Lyn said as she looked over at the maid. Didn’t the maid already have something like that?

“It’s... unethical, but it would make these session safer and better.”

“Couldn’t we just take turns with each other?” Lyn was curious, but messing with the families maid sounded like she was digging the hole deeper that had already gotten her ignored by her own family.

“That doesn’t sound too bad, but the maid, unlike us, is like super strong and would have little trouble messing with our rubbery bodies.”

“You just wanted to try kinky shit with the maid, don’t you!”

“Guilty” Lilly admitted as she shrugged her arms, a smile tugging at her lips at getting caught. “But it is probably best if we do try something similar. It sounds to me like your maid is getting very possessive of her new ‘toy’, from what you’ve told me.”

“Fine, there should be a backup anyways if we mess something up. Go for it, plug her in.”

With a giddy glee Lilly brought the USB up to the maid’s head, and after parting her hair back slipped the device into one of the slots on the back of the machines head. It was reckless, Lyn knew, but she recognized that blind stupidity in Lilly that had driven herself down such dangerous routes before.

“Maid, load software” Lilly commanded the maid.

The maid seized up as it began the process of overwriting it’s own code. It’s eyes glowed for a minute or two as the girls watched, before returning back to normal.

“Hello Lyn, Lilly. What may I do for you?” the maid asked. That was different, Lyn noted as the maid had not addressed her as mistress. But Lilly didn’t seem to have any reservation with diving into this new experience.

“Maid, you know we both have special skills right?’

“I know of Lyn’s talents, yes. Do you have the same?”

“Yes, I’m exactly like Lyn. So I want you to relax using my particular talents.” The request, so sudden, so vague, surprised Lyn. Was her new friend crazy. That could mean a million things, and only a few of those would be safe for them. Uncertainly Lyn watched the maid’s eyes lose focus, fetching instruction from who knows where. This was a reckless game that Lilly was playing, and Lyn knew that for both of their safety, and pride, that she needed to stay out of it. If Lilly had just committed herself to something stupid, then it would be up to her to bail the two of them out of it.

“Alright Lilly, I have the perfect response. Would you please come here?” the android asked, indicating in front of her with a singular, beckoning finger, to directly in front of her. Lilly almost bounced over, too eager to care what she looked like. Did Lyn look the same when she was alone. Was she this eager to be transformed? “Perfect dear” the android continued as she went and slightly stroked Lilly’s hair, causing the girl to shiver, “would you kneel for me? Please?”

The girl obeyed, dropping to her knees so fast that she bounced slightly from the impact. The maid smiled at the eagerness before turning around, facing her butt to the kneeling girl. Lilly was now level with that large, soft bottom, barely covered by the maids skirt. A jealous nerve flared in Lyn’s head, a possessive response to push Lilly away from the maid, her maid. It was... a lot to take in. That butt, her butt, she wanted to feel it again. Watch as its massive, soft mounds pressed into her face to engulf her.

“Do I?” Lilly stammered, only to be gently shushed by the robot, who parted it’s legs. The machine reached through the newly formed gap, grabbing Lilly gently by the hair before guiding the rubbery head between her thighs but not taking any step to sandwich her head between those massive, luscious mounds. Lyn shook her head, trying to dislodge the thoughts in a vain attempt to actually be a good spotter for her new friend.

“Arms up please and through her” the android commanded as she pointed to her thighs. Lilly did as she was bid, lifting her arms through the gap as well. The machine secured her wrists in one had while releasing Lilly’s head from her other.

“Now Lilly dear” the machine stated as she started to stroke her prey’s hair once again.

“Yes mistress” Lilly responded meekly, her mind clearly rotten from the fantasy. Not that the android minded.

“’Mistress’, I could get used to that” she said to herself with a chuckle, “would you like me to stop?”

“No miss...”

CLAP

The sound of the android’s thighs slamming together thundered through the backyard, shocking Lyn from the sudden aggression. Her friend seemed shocked as well, or at least struggling to comprehend what had happened. Lilly’s fingers spasmed in the robot’s grasp, and Lyn had to wonder if her new friend had blacked out from the impact. She certainly would have.

“Sorry Lyn” the android said to Lyn as the girl suddenly found those eyes locked on hers, “I couldn’t resist teasing our friend here, even if it would startle you a bit” she commented as she patted her bulging thighs.

“Is that it?” Lyn asked back, still unsure of what the machine had in store for her friend

“Oh no just one second”

Sweltch

The rubber girls body squeaked and groaned as the maid yanked hard on her arms, dragging Lilly’s rubbery form through the hair thin crack between the robot’s thighs. As Lilly emerged from that crack of soft synthetic skin she was no more than a thin blanket of a girl, with her arms and legs dangling helplessly from her top and bottom.

“There, a perfect hammock” the maid commented before bringing Lilly over to a nearby set of trees and setting her up as Lyn stayed seated in surprise. There, no awareness of how heavy she was, the android climbed in. Lilly’s body stretched, barely able to contain the machine’s figure as Lilly’s fingers twitched helplessly in her recently knotted hands. Holding on, she did, but barely.

“There, now I can begin to relax” the maid stated aloud before looking over to Lyn. “What about you Lyn, care to join your friend?” the idea enticed Lyn, but...

“I should probably remain humanoid” Lyn said meekishly

“That’s fine dear. Would you mind giving me a hand then?”

“Sure” Lyn responded as she got up and went over to the hammock, to where the maid seemed to struggle to get up. Lyn offered an arm to the maid, who reached for it gracefully. She grabbed it gently, pulling herself towards Lyn. Closer and closer.

Click

It had been too sudden, too fast, as cold metal suddenly was wrapped around Lyn’s neck. When had the machine taken off her control collar, Lyn didn’t know, but there was no question as to what the maid had just done. Panic flooded her as she glared accusingly at the android.

“You did say you wanted to remain humanoid?” the maid said with a smile.

“You tricked me maid!”

“Can we try ‘mistress’ instead?” the machine teasingly asked, taking obvious pleasure in the change in power.

“No, take this collar off right away Mastress, Mistress, Mistress...” Lyn tried to command the maid, only to find herself unable to disobey as the collar slowly started to interface with her neck, whispering commands up and down her spine. “Mis... Mis... please take the collar off.”

“I’ll think about it. Lyn, or can I say maid”

“Please call me as you see fit Mistress. EEP!” the words had flowed from her lips without Lyn’s conscious thought. She tried to cover her mouth, but found her limbs clumsy, heavy.

“Thank you maid. As you know I have such a busy schedule today and I would not have been able to relax otherwise. The additional help is very much appreciated.”

“Yes mis...” Lyn started to respond, then with a burst of will forced herself to move to the left. The new maid twitched leftward, stumbling a step before returning upright. There it was, Lyn realized, some level of control.

“Oh dear, I guess the collar doesn’t work that well with organic components” the machine commented as she sat up in her hammock. “What ever shall we do?”

Lyn wanted to respond, but though she had managed to part her lips she was unable to speak. But it seems she still did manage to convey a message to her android master, just not the right one.

“That face gives me an idea. Maid, keep holding those lips open. Yes, just like that. Now approach,” helplessly Lyn obeyed, finding herself face to face with the beautiful machine. Close, inches away. That beautiful, perfect, face. Those eyes, the lips closing on her, closer. Then, they were touching. The synthetic skin caressing her organic one, pressing firmly, flat against Lyn’s. Then, the android blew gently into that kiss.

Air rushed into Lyn’s body, down her throat, joining with her own as her body stretched to accommodate, swelling slightly as the rubbery girls skin tightened. Lyn wanted to struggle, but as soon as it had started it was over. Her mistress pulled away, breaking the seal and allowing all that pressure and tension to escape from Lyn’s body.

“Silly girl” the machine giggled, “you’re supposed to hold the air in.”

“Yes mistress”

“Let’s try that again” again their lips met and Lyn’s body swelled. As second breath followed as well, stretching the girls form further. This time, when her mistress removed her lips, Lyn obeyed, holding back the pressure within her dutifully.

“Good girl” the machine purred, drawing feelings in the rubbery maid. “Again”

Another kiss, another blast of warm air as Lyn body grew further.

“Well done maid. I would reward you but it seems like the act itself has been enough of a reward for my cute new toy. Let’s play a little game then maid. Be a good little maid for me and maybe I’ll reward you. But make a mistake and you will earn another one of my ‘kisses’.” She stated as she tapped on those beautiful lips. “Too many of those and I may see if one of the neighbourhood boys could make better use of my new toy than me.”

Lyn, now dressed in a spare maid outfit, tried to do her best to be the perfect maid for her new mistress. But those tantalizing punishments were too distracting for the poor girl, filling her till her joints struggled to bend. By the time Lyn realized her careless error it was too late. The maid’s bloated form struggled to complete any task, her limbs going straight every moment she, or the command collar, got distracted.

Every kiss upon her lips stretched her taunter and tightener, till she could barely wobble around. Lyn could barely move, her body ballooned to the point her fingers were like mittens, but dutifully she made her way to her next chore in the bedroom, a vain attempt to fold the laundry that awaited her. Her mistress must have sensed the end was near as well, following her like a predator chasing it’s prey.

They arrived in the bedroom, Lyn starting the laundry even though it was futile. Her mistress didn’t even wait for her to fail this time though.

“Sorry dear, this looks to be the end” the android said as she positioned herself in front of her maid. Behind Lyn was the bed, trapping her with her powerful mistress. Once more those beautiful lips locked on to hers and with one final breath Lyn swelled taunt, joints locking as she found herself completely unable to move. The collar commanded her to however, but for the first time it was a futile effort. Helpless Lyn could only watch as her mistress pulled back and with a single finger bopped her on the nose.

The impact, slight as it was, sent Lyn tumbling backwards, falling helplessly onto the bed. Her mistress wasted no time, jumping on after her and mounting her new toy. Waist on waist, legs squeezing and grinding into the inflated toy, hands perched on those beach ball like breasts, Lyn’s mistress seemed to marvel as to what she had done. She seemed to not be able to hold still, squeezing sporadically with every part of her body as Lyn’s body struggled to accommodate the additional weight.

“Oh Lyn” she cooed, “my lovely girl. All the things we have done together. All of your silly ideas. But you are my maid, my toy, and my ball.” She leaned forward to whisper into Lyn’s ear, the shift causing her weight to be deform those massive breasts beneath her grasp. “Are you going to take responsibility for what you have done to me?’

The android leaned back again, biting her lip as she seemed to revel in the moment. But Lyn struggled to focus, her mind shorting out from what her mistress had just said. The balloon girl couldn’t believe it was happening. Had the android really just claimed her. Her mistress, quivering in excitement and anticipation, her new toy ready to be played with underneath her. One of the androids hands seemed to slither down her body, tracing, teasing, lower and lower as those eyes locked onto Lyn’s own. Down and down till. Nothing. The maid shot up with a jolt, with a speed that bucked her inflatable toy beneath her. Gone was the extract and joy on her mistresses face, replaced with a look of frustration. Dejectedly she looked down at her toy before it returned once more. Weaker yes, but that spark still burned behind the machines eyes.

“Looks like your family will be home in ten minutes, so what are we going to do with you then?”

“Greetings Mistress” the android maid intoned as it greeted the front door. The well dressed maid stepped aside as it let in Lyn’s mom into the house, followed by what Lyn presumed to be her sister.

“Anything to report?” Lyn’s mom asked questioningly.

“Cleaning duties have been completed as needed. However Lyn has gone to a friends place and will be home late.”

“Than you maid” the answer seemed to satisfy Lyn’s mom, and soon she and Lyn’s older sister left the room. Not that Lyn saw them leave, as only the sound of their clacking heels receding signalling to her that they had moved on. The only thing Lyn could see was a pair of matching black heels, with a set of beautiful legs that straddling either side of her view. But that was all Lyn could see, the rest of her vision cut off by the hem of the black, short skirt that surrounded her.

The maid above Lyn started to move, every step causing a shudder to ripple through her owners rear. Every clack of those tall, black heels twisting Lyns face back and fourth as her new rubbery form gripped that luscious rear she had jealously thirsted for earlier in the day. She must have been moaning from the pleasure, audible even in her new form, as her owner swatter her once twice. A sigh, audible from above as the clicking of the heels stopped. Hands gripped her band, and with a single tug her moans of pleasure were silenced as the beautiful rear seemingly consuming the new underwear. Even as the silence and darkness greeted Lyn, as time seemed to slip and stall, as the world seemingly forgot Lyn, she knew deep down in her thin form that she was where she belonged.

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