The next ‘request’ received by Shan was for a new maid…

There was, however, a bit of a problem…

The order was a ‘rush’ one, and the local college was just breaking up for summer. As such, Shan had very few students to choose from, as most had already finished their exams and left.

The only one, in the end, that was roughly the right size for the job was a boy. However, the only bodysuit that Shan had was transparent, and for a girl…

Mark was just heading home, after staying late on the final day to finish some paperwork, when Stacey and Hannah came up behind him…

He awoke lying on top of a quilt on the floor of someone’s bedroom. What the hell…?

Trying to move, he noticed that he was chained up. A chain ran from a metal collar round his neck, between his… breasts?? The chain ran on down to a metal belt round his waist, where his wrists were also firmly fastened. The chain then carried on down between his legs, where it connected to a ring. Two more short chains came from that ring, and these fastened to shackles on his ankles.

A further chain then ran from one ankle to a ring, firmly fitted to the wall.

Mark tried to call out, but something was firmly clamping his mouth shut.

Managing to sit up, he looked around, and caught site of ‘himself’ in a mirror…

A metal muzzle was fitted to his head, firmly covering his mouth. He was also now bald and completely coated from head to foot in transparent latex. The ‘breasts’ had clear forms in them, making his shape completely feminine, and his penis and genitalia was sealed away behind a metal panel. His hands were also sealed in transparent globes and quite unusable.

Mark managed to pull himself to his feet and spent the next few minutes trying to get free.

Nothing he did helped. He couldn’t even cry out, as the muzzle and the hood of the suit were effectively silencing him.

He then managed to look in one of the wardrobes in the room, as the door was open, trying to find something he could use to escape.

Hanging there was some maids uniforms, as well as various items of women’s clothing. The name tag said ‘Marcia’…

At this point, Shan entered the room.

Mark tried to get her to release him, tugging on his wall chain and trying to gesture.

All Shan did was sit down on the bed and look him over.

“Ah, good. The girls did a good job of getting you ready, Marcia, so I can start your training for the new job soon. I’ll just need to keep you like this for a bit longer, so you realise who is in charge…”

Shan got up, walked over to Mark, and hugged him.

As she then went to walk out of the door, she said “Oh, by the way, your operation is scheduled for next week. Next weekend you’ll be a real girl, and all your new clothes will fit you beautifully…”

Chuckling quietly, Shan walked out.

All she could hear behind her, before she shut the soundproof room door, was Mark’s chains rattling, as he frantically tried to get free…

Shan had lied to Mark, to give him false hope. She wanted him to think he had time to get free…

Stacey was already setting up the medical bay for his ‘operation’. He had also been already given a large dose of the appropriate hormones. Mark’s journey to Marcia was a foregone conclusion, now, and his operation was going to be later that day…

Mark had worn himself out trying to escape, but he still tried to struggle as Hannah and Stacey came into the room, unchained him from the wall and frogmarched him down the corridor. It was when he saw the operating table he fought harder, frantically trying to scream through his gag…!

Hannah strapped him down, and Stacey gave him an injection through the bodysuit into his leg…

Mark woke up, dizzily, as Marcie. ‘His’ breasts were now real, ‘D’ cup; ‘he’ now had a real vagina, and penis and genitalia were a thing of the past.

Marcie also realised she couldn’t speak any more…!

“I’m feeling generous at the moment, so I’ll give you time to recover. You can start your training tomorrow…”, said Shan.

Marcia just hid her face in the pillow, and cried…

The next day, Shan came back into the room. She was holding one of the maid dresses…

“Time to get your training started…”, said Shan.

Marcia turned away from Shan and buried her head in the pillow again.

“First Lesson, then…”, Shan said, sadly, “you don’t say no to me…”

Shan took her phone out, tapped an App, and pressed a button.

Marcia jumped with a yelp, but still didn’t budge, so Shan shocked her again, stronger.

“Your new jewellery around your neck is a control collar, wired into your spine”, said Shan. “All I have to do is press a button…”

Sadly, Marcia got out of bed and dressed herself in the maid’s uniform. Shan then took her to various rooms in Samoto, showing her typical maid duties and making sure that she could do them all efficiently.

Marcia was still bewildered, upset and still desperately trying to work out how to escape.

“That reminds me”, Shan said. “Don’t think I haven’t noticed you thinking of escaping. Two things wrong about that…”

Shan pointed Marcia at a mirror…

“You are now wearing one of our Maid collar and hood sets. It’s sealed on, and permanent. You don’t look anything like you used to, you can’t speak, and you can only be given food and drink here, as this is the only place where the hole in your collar unlocks.”

Shan then showed Marcia her mobile.

“You can also only be a certain distance away from your controlling phone App, unless you are allowed to go shopping or other outside tasks by your owner, and even then there is a maximum range, which I won’t tell you.”

All Marcia could do was hold her head in her hands, and sob. Even the ‘skin’ of the hood felt real…

Marcia started with her new owner the following week…