Bethany and her twin brother Finn had always been close.

They knew what the other wanted; they had similar tastes in music, and both loved cooking. It was at one of the concerts that they went to that Bethany met her boyfriend, Shane.

It was the first time that Finn had felt like a ‘fifth wheel’, awkward and in the way. He’d gone to get a drink at the bar. He hadn’t come back.

Bethany was distraught; Finn had never just walked out on her before. Even Shane was worried, for her.

When Bethany went back to her tent that night, Finn wasn’t there. Now really scared, she phoned him. She rang him again and again, getting more frantic, then called the police…

The police had a small unit on site as it was a well-organised official concert, and they got there very quickly, but they couldn’t locate Finn. Appeals for help over the tannoy system gave them a few clues; Finn seemed to have met up with a woman at the bar, and the two had left together…

“He wouldn’t do that!”, wailed Bethany. “He wouldn’t just walk out on me. It’s totally out of character.”

By then, Shane had found Bethany. He just held her as she cried.

“Tell them, Shane! Tell them Finn’s not like that…!”

Shane supported Bethany’s statement.

“It’s like they’re joined at the hip”, he said. “They’re twins. This is totally out of character for him; I can confirm that. Even though it was a bit uncomfortable at times…” The last was said with a knowing look at Bethany…

Despite the situation, Bethany smiled and snuggled up to Shane.

“Oh, I see…”, said the police officer.

There was still no news the next morning, and Bethany had heard nothing on her mobile. Then she got a weird message…

“Could see I was in the way last night; I only want the best for you. Sorry to scare you, but I’ve found some company of my own. Will be in touch; please don’t worry.”

Bethany didn’t believe it for a minute.

She phoned Finn straight back, but it went onto voicemail.

Sadly, she started packing to go home, still really worried about Finn…

THREE MONTHS LATER

Finn had never turned up. Bethany was still getting texts from him; she replied to them, and from the responses he was definitely reading them, but he wouldn’t answer voice or video calls. Just texts.

Shane had been so supportive and caring. She’d actually moved in with him, and they were thinking of taking things further…

There was a bone of contention between them, though. Neither of them was exactly ‘domesticated’. They both had full time, important jobs; they never had time for the simple things, like cooking and cleaning. As such, the apartment was beginning to look a little run down, and the neighbours were starting to talk, seeing as properties went from £3m up where they lived…

“Ah well”, Shane said, eventually, “Seeing as money is no object, and impressions are everything, I’ll hire a maid.”

Bethany had looked up at the ‘money no object’ comment.

“Really, darling? Are you sure?”

“Well, it’s either that, or you get to wear an apron.”

“Just you try…”, said Bethany, with a giggle. “Actually, I can see you in one…”

The good-natured ribbing ended up in sex, as usual.

Next day, however, Shane was on the phone to an agency he ‘knew’…

“You’ve got someone? She can start straight away? Good! What are the T’s and C’s?”

Shane listened for a few minutes, agreed, then hung up.

“The maid is coming later today”, he said. “Only thing is, we’ll have to get the spare room ready.”

“How come?”

“She’s a ‘live in’ maid. It means she’s at our disposal 24/7. It’s no more expensive than a non-resident one, in fact its cheaper, because there are no transport costs involved. She can’t speak any English; she just answers to the name of ‘Girl’. Also, don’t be surprised by her mask.”

“Her what?”, asked Bethany, intrigued.

“She was desperate for work, that’s why she’s such good value for money. She had a bad accident a while back that made a mess of her face; that’s why she can’t talk and has to wear a mask all the time. She takes care of all her feeding and other arrangements herself.”

“I’m looking forward to meeting her”, Bethany said. “Someone that can fight through that much of a disability must be really strong-willed.”

At 4pm, there was a quiet knock on the door.

Shane went to it and opened it.

Girl was standing there; she wore a standard black and white French maid’s uniform, under a transparent raincape. She was holding a small bag, which contained all her belongings and her feeding equipment. She curtsied to Shane as soon as he opened the door.

“Hello, Girl”, Shane said. “Pleased to meet you. Let me show you to your room.”

Girl curtsied again, then followed Shane. As she walked through the apartment to her room, she went past Bethany. Their hands touched, briefly…

Bethany shivered. What on earth was that feeling…?

Shane got Girl settled, then showed her where everything was. He then asked her to start tidying up.

Girl spent her first day cleaning and tidying the apartment from top to bottom. She actually did a really good job; Shane had always had the equipment such as vacuum cleaners, etc. but we’d never had the time or inclination to use them, so she was able to find plenty of tools and not need to buy anything.

Bethany watched her clean for a while; she found it strangely relaxing. Every now and again, the light would glint on her mask…

She was talking to Shane about it, one evening.

“Girl’s doing a wonderful job”, she said. “She makes everything look effortless.”

“She was highly recommended”, Shane said. “A friend of mine has used the service in the past.”

As if she knew we were talking about her, Girl passed through the lounge. They both found themselves watching the way her backside wiggled as she walked…

They then both ended up staring at each other, then raced to the bedroom…

Our sex life had skyrocketed since Girl’s arrival. She was turning both of them on so much…

It was such a little thing that set events in motion. Shane got in late from work; dinner had long gone cold. It wouldn’t have mattered, normally, but it was an anniversary, one year since they’d first met up, and Bethany had done all the arranging and cooking, giving Girl a rare night off.

Shane had said he was tired and was heading to bed after a rough day at work. Then Bethany saw the lipstick on his collar…

She lost it completely.

“I’ve spent all afternoon trying to make a nice evening in for you, and you’ve been with another woman!”, she cried. “Fuck you!”

Shane tried to explain; he’d been celebrating the completion of a project that had taken years to bring to fruition. They’d been overcome in the moment, and one of his ‘associates’ had kissed him. That was all it was!

Bethany wasn’t having any of it.

“You always ring if you’re going to be late”, she said. “Didn’t want me to hear her voice in the background?”

Shane could see he wasn’t going to get anywhere with Bethany, the mood she was in, so he left, saying he was going back to work, slamming the door on the way out.

Bethany just cried herself to sleep on the sofa…

A while later, Bethany awoke, feeling strangely comfortable. She looked down at her waist to see a little black-clad arm wrapped round her…

Girl was holding her, cuddling her, comforting her. It was incredibly sensual; she’d never felt anything like it.

Then, something unbelievable happened. Girl kissed her. The lips on her mask met hers; it felt like real lips! Oh, God…

Bethany hadn’t been into women; Girl, however, was really turning her on. She obviously wasn’t just trained to be a maid…

Girl picked up Bethany, gently and caringly, and carried her back to her room. They then went to bed together, Bethany actually seeing Girl without her uniform for the first time.

She was an absolute vision. Perky but full breasts, a gorgeous body and…

Bethany froze in disbelief. Now she knew why she was into ‘Girl’…

Girl had a full set of male genitalia. She was a ‘shemale’, and she was obviously still fully functional by her erection…!

Bethany literally dived into bed with ‘her’…

Girl was incredible in bed; Shane couldn’t have held a candle to her. Bethany was completely exhausted; Girl had worn her out.

“You’re bloody incredible, you know that?”, Bethany said. Girl just nodded…

“Thank you for that, that was just what I needed after that scene”, she said. She then went to get up and get dressed.

Girl helped her, the picture of decorum and control again.

Bethany kissed Girl on her mask.

“Thank you…”

Shane didn’t come back.

A few days later, Bethany received a letter…

I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean it to come to this, but you were right; I have met someone else. She’s nothing like you; she’s powerful, forceful, but very passionate.

You don’t know her; please don’t rock the boat, it won’t do either of us any good.

Regarding the flat; it’s all paid for; as an apology for what I’ve done, as I know I’m in the wrong, I’ve put everything in your name, including Girl. Her firm should have let her know.

I wish you the best, I really do. Our paths just aren’t meant to go on together.

Shane.

Bethany cried on the sofa. Girl came to see what was wrong, having received her change of ownership notification from her firm.

Bethany just cried on Girl’s shoulder…

Once again, Girl was incredibly caring and supportive.

“Why do you care about me so much…?”, asked Bethany, loving the way Girl was treating her.

She had no way of knowing that everything that had happened up until then was a setup. Even Shane had been hired to play a role.

Under the mask of ‘Girl’ was her twin brother, Finn, after a partial sex change. He had been desperate to spend the rest of his life with his sister and was prepared to do whatever it took to be with her.

He’d had his own mouth sealed shut, so he would never speak when he was with her and give the game away, as well as having the mask permanently fitted to his face. He could still feel her kisses and other touch through the mask, so he didn’t consider that a loss. His mouth had been really painful to start with; he had considered just gagging himself under the mask, but he didn’t trust himself enough to guarantee that he wouldn’t moan or speak; he was prepared to sacrifice anything for true love.

Now, as they both lay in bed together, he was in true heaven. He had got what he always wanted.

Then came the day when it all came crashing down…

Bethany, taking it easy in the flat, decided to text her brother, to see how he was getting on. Girl was cleaning the living room at the time. For some reason, she had turned off the ‘Do Not Disturb’ on her phone by mistake…

Her apron vibrated as her phone buzzed.

Bethany then remembered something she’d forgotten from her last text and sent another. Girl’s apron vibrated again…

Now slightly confused, but still telling herself it was a coincidence, she sent another text as a test. Girl’s apron vibrated…

She spun, jumping off the sofa, and grabbed Girl.

“Give me that sodding phone!”, she cried.

Girl backed away from her in terror.

She ripped the phone out of Girl’s apron.

“Why have you got my brother’s phone!”, she cried. “What have you done with him!?”

Girl tried to explain as best as she could, not being able to talk.

Bethany handed her a notebook and pen.

“Write, damn you! Explain…!”

Girl wrote one sentence…

It’s me… Finn.

Bethany just dissolved…

She was inconsolable. She just locked herself in her bedroom, refusing to come out. Girl was in hers, also crying her eyes out. ‘She’d ruined everything…

Neither knew what to do next…

Later, Bethany put her head round Girl’s door, then came in. She stroked Girl’s mask.

“Why would you put yourself through this for me? You stupid, beautiful boy…”

She looked at Girl’s mask again, then went to try and remove it. Girl stopped her, shaking her head.

“Why…?”, asked Bethany, tears in her eyes.

This is me, now.

“Why! I want my brother back!”

I’m sorry. He’s gone. There is only Girl, now. She does love you, though.

“No! I won’t believe it!”

Bethany slugged Girl, hard. She then picked her up, and carried her downstairs to her car…

Girl woke up in Hospital. Bethany had brought her into A&E as a bondage prank gone wrong.

It had taken ages to get the mask off of her face. It had been really firmly glued on. Luckily, her skin underneath was relatively undamaged; one of the nurses was promptly sick, however, when she saw Girl’s sealed mouth…

Eventually, even that was ‘repaired’. Also, her face was undoubtedly female. Girl had been right when she said Finn had gone…

‘Girl’ was now back to being Finn. However, Bethany had a sister now, not a brother.

Finn slowly opened her eyes, then gasped and licked her lips as she realised her mouth could be opened.

She frantically started looking around for her mask, panicking.

“Finn… Finn, it’s ok”, said Bethany. “You’re in hospital. You’re going to be ok.”

Finn started crying, still looking for her mask. Bethany just kissed and hugged her.

“I’m here…”, she said. “It’s going to be alright…”

Finn cried her eyes out on Bethany’s shoulder…

Finn was so ‘unbalanced’ they had to make her a removable version of her mask to calm her down.

She wore it most of the time; she would occasionally remove it to eat or talk to Bethany, as she could speak again.

“I thought you loved me!”, she said. “Why did you have to mutilate me like this?”

“What on earth do you mean?”, Bethany asked.

“You had them pull my face off…”, she whined…

Gradually, Finn settled. They had both gone back to the apartment; each to their own room.

One night, however, Finn put her head round Bethany’s bedroom door.

“Can I come in…?”, she asked, quietly.

“Of course…!”, said Bethany, surprised.

“I don’t want to be alone anymore…”

Bethany let Finn slide into bed with her.

“You know I’d do anything for my sister…”, she said…