A story written for Seibara maid to serve competition
this involves full TG, hypnosis and cute Maidness

Contest: Maid To ServeIt took awhile to determine a topic for my contest, which is partially why it took so long, but I eventually decided on one: maids.I love maids. You love maids. We ALL love maids. And butlers too, but mostly maids.I'd like you to write a TGTF story in which someone is transformed into a maid or a butler. Here are the rules and some suggestions.Rules: I would like the story to be between 1500 and 2500 words. I'll give a bit of grace if you go over 2500, but try to keep it under. I will exclude it if it tops 3000. Try to make it a maid/butler from a work of fiction (game, anime, etc). If you really want to make it a standard maid or butler, ...

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Geoff slung his keys on the bowl, and failed miserably to find a space to put the mail down. “I should probably clear up a bit now Steve’s gone” he thought, but instead he walked around the litter strewn hallway to dump his skinny ass on the couch. He knew in his head the landlady was going to hassle him about finding someone to rent the spare room. But hey it was college break and he had earned a rest after helping Steve move out. Tearing open envelopes there was nothing of interest, just credit card applications and flyers, he tossed them aside and studied the more intriguing package.

“MIND GAMES STUDIOS” was emblazoned across the back and it was clearly addressed to him. Inside was an unlabelled disc in a white sleeve that had “Xbox version 2.2” hand written in red pen on the top left corner. There was also a brief note.

Dear Mr Lake,

As a valued member of the gamming community we would like to offer you the chance to beta test our new game. Please find enclosed a Blu-ray disc compatible with your chosen console.

In lieu of commercial sensitivities you should note that this copy is registered directly with yourself and should not be shared with any other persons. You will be asked to sign off on a corporate confidentiality agreement via the game start up.

Regards

Ms S Birch

Head of Client Services

Mind Games Studio

“Cool that’s my day sorted” he thought and immediately loaded the game skipping through the warning screens, pop ups and other legal crap to get to the main event.

He was presented with a hot looking chick dolled up like a maid. He played around with the POV and settled on the rear camera so he could see the character’s ass wiggle as she ran. Geoff had to adjust his sweatpants as his excitement grew. Even if the game proved to be lame the graphics and the chick were very hot.

As it turned out the game was very addictive, who would have guessed that running around a mansion performing cleaning and organising tasks could be so much fun. Even the ditzy music blaring through his headphones was catchy and he found himself humming it as he had the odd bathroom break.

“Woo ya” he shouted punching the air as he levelled up. He was rewarded with a bucket of cleaning products that would help in the battle against grease and grime. It was then he realised it was 3 AM and he needed to sleep.

 “Good Morning Master Lake, I see you decided that you are too important to get out of bed to receive visitors. Even those with appointments”

Geoff’s eyes sprang open

It was his landlady and Geoff was in the shit. His dream of being serviced by a gaggle of hot maids was replaced with the grim reality of an angry landlady, an ill-advised late night gaming session and squalid house.

“As I have no desire to see your puny body any longer than I have to I will lay this out for you here and now. You have failed miserably to replace your departed housemate so I have arranged to show prospective tenants around in a week’s time. If this place is not spotless by then I suggest you can kiss goodbye to your deposit and find somewhere else to live, I will not have my property treated this way. Now I shall leave you to get dressed as no doubt you want to get started ASAP. Good day to you young” she paused for effect “man?” making him feel small and insignificant ”I will be back Saturday eight thirty AM sharp”. She emphasised the last word by poking him hard with her umbrella.

Geoff sat on the edge of the bed with his pounding head held tentatively in his hands. He had zoned out for a while after Ms Godiva’s visit and now he was trying to ease back into consciousness. He rubbed his butt where she had poked him, it hurt and he could feel a small swelling developing. On closer inspection he could see a small hole in his skin. Gingerly he stood up and made his way to the kitchen he needed something for this headache and a strong coffee.

Sipping the black nectar the doorbell rang and a young lady in a cap branded “Packages 2u” stood by a large cardboard box and asked him to sign the delivery note on her clipboard. A quick “have a nice day” and she was gone leaving Geoff to struggle with the heavy box into the house. Opening the box on the kitchen floor he discovered it was filled with a huge array of cleaning materials, sprays, lotions, polish, trash bags, a mop and an elaborate duster with real feathers set in a dainty ribbon adorned handle. At first Geoff was puzzled, thinking the parcel had been delivered to him by mistake his brain failed to make any connection to the events in the game last night, he had to presume it was a hint from the landlady. Picking up the duster he was filled with a sense of excitement and he could not help daintily running it over the pictures in the hallway, standing on his tiptoes mimicking the actions in the game. For some reason he was reluctant to put the duster down so he tucked it into his back pocket and decided he could actually start clearing up. It took nearly 20 trash bags but after an entire morning of hard work the house was looking much better and you could actually walk down the hallway and see the kitchen table. In fact whilst in the swing of things he had managed to do the washing up, clear and clean the sides as well.

Instead of ordering a pizza he went to the supermarket and bought a whole suite of healthy food options, granola, fat free yoghurt, fruit and such like.  He felt that he needed to detox after only eating pizza for the last few semesters, this morning in the shower he could have sworn he was developing man breasts.

Back at the house he had to clean the fridge as he nearly gagged when trying to put the shopping away.  Star trek had no need go into space to find ‘strange new life forms’ when there were plenty growing in there. After that he did the best he could with the cooker and microwave, promising himself that he would do a thorough job as soon as he had more time.

Exhausted he flopped on to the sofa and fired up the game, he needed to unwind. He was soon in the grip of the action. Around midnight he again managed a level up and was rewarded with an array of personal grooming products that would increase his attractiveness and help influence other characters.



After a sweaty night of strange dreams and restless sleep he again awoke with a headache.

The doorbell rang and there at the front door was the “Parcel 2U” girl smiling with a box, clipboard and smile. This time the box was full of pink lotions and potions, including exfoliation mitts, a razor and scrunchies. Geoff felt pleased, he used to steal Steve’s shower gel so even though it was all a bit girly he could do with some of this stuff. Other than hoping that someone had not hacked his amazon account he didn’t stop to wonder where these parcels were coming from. First he needed to clean the bathroom and then he started on himself.

The hot water of the shower pounded his neck and shoulders whilst he thoroughly exfoliated and cleansed all over with strawberry sweetie body wash he had found in the box.  He was not a hairy guy but today his legs seemed like a gorilla’s. Spying the razor he pondered how much nicer it would be to shave them, after all it was perfectly natural, sportsmen everywhere seemed to be doing it nowadays.

His smooth legs felt great and even better when he had moisturized them. He wondered why he had never done this before. His chest and butt both seemed a little larger than normal and he thought about looking after himself better in the future, more exercise, maybe aerobics or yoga or something. Without thinking he wrapped the towel around his chest rather than his waist. Then looking in the mirror he brushed his conditioned hair and wondered about a new style, not too much off, he liked that it was getting a bit longer, but maybe highlights or some layering. As he applied some tinted moisturizer he wondered if he should get his eyebrows done professionally, they were looking a little unruly even after a minute or so pampering them. Finally a little bit of lip balm would not go amiss as they looked a little dry. He was only cleaning the house so it did not matter about the glossy sparkle it gave them and he rather liked the tingling sensation he felt, presumably from the bit that promised plumper more kissable lips.

Clean clothes were at a premium in this bedroom and he was not going to ruin all his hard work by sticking on a preworn t-shirt. His skin felt soft and unusually sensitive so that his normal boxers felt really rough. He managed to find a silk pair shoved at the back of his top drawer. They were white with little red hearts all over them, an old Valentine’s Day present. In the drawer below was an oversized white t-shirt, it must have been one of Steve’s. Being XXXL it came down almost to his knees like a shapeless dress but it was clean and that is what mattered. There were no clean pants so settling for bare legs he changed his bed sheets, and gathered all his washing up separating it into neat piles of whites, colours and darks.

In-between eating, loading the washing, drying the washing and folding the washing Geoff indulged in his new addiction, the maid game. The next level up presented him with lower body armour that on closer inspection comprised of a white thong, stockings and a garter belt.

The next morning right on cue the Parcels 2U lady delivered a smaller and beautifully wrapped pink box. Geoff wasn’t sure whether he had imagined her giving him a little wink as she handed it over. He carefully unwrapped it in his room to reveal seven pairs of thong panties, seven pairs of lace topped white nylon stockings and two matching garter belts. Geoff was dumbstruck, but could not help but run his fingers over the silky fabric, he had an uncontrollable urge to put them on.

After a morning of vacuuming, dusting and organising Geoff got back to his game. Anyone looking in and not looking too closely would have seen a young girl perched daintily on the edge of a couch. Her shoulder length hair styled into neat pony tail and her stockinged legs crossed demurely, knees together. Her entire concentration focused on a tv screen of swirling colours and lights with a soft voice in her headphones urging her to embrace her femininity, obey her Mistress, clean and tidy.

The next day a corset and several bras were delivered. Just in time as far as Geoff was concerned, his chest had swelled and his enlarged nipples were so sensitive it was impossible to wear anything over them. He was actually a little sad that the only bra that fitted him was a little plain, he looked at the larger D cup ones enviously they were so pretty.

He needn’t have worried as by Thursday morning he was squeezing his generous assets into the largest prettiest laciest bra in his new collection. The morning’s delivery had contained a headdress and a pair of high heeled patent leather Mary-Jane styled shoes. There was no confusion in Geoff’s mind, of course he would be wearing them, they were gorgeous. he buckled each strap around his ankles and tentatively stood up. Walking in them was very difficult and he had to keep a hand on the wall as he made his way to the bathroom to do his hair and put the headdress on.

Thursday night Geoff could hardly sleep, he had reached level 6 and with it had gained a ultimate battle dress taking his sexiness to 10 and meaning he could serve the ultimate Mistress. The dress had a circular skirt that jutted straight out from the hips held out by layer upon layers of petticoats. It was short so that the ruffle bottom panties were exposed with every step you took. Pouffed sleeves, lace edging and a frilly apron added such beautiful touches.

With the house spotless Geoff spent Friday practising his sexy wiggle walk and stood for hours in front of the hallway mirror practising his curtsey. He giggled bending over with straight legs flashing the panties. The unsightly lump had gone from down below and he was the proud owner of delightful double D’s.

 The game had lost its appeal now so he had an early night as he needed to look his best tomorrow as Ms Godiva was coming.

Geoff excitedly opened the door before Ms Godiva had even had chance to ring the bell, she smiled as he performed a low curtsey. Placing her finger under his chin she motioned for him to stand up and introduced her companion as Miss Amber.

“As you can see Geoff is a keen student and has responded well to my suggested improvements” Ms Godiva having inspected the house was now doing the same to him.

“Amazing” Miss Amber perused Geoff like a judge at a dog show “How do you achieve such drastic changes, and so quickly?”

“Trade secret I am afraid, a patented serum and intensive immersive hypnosis.”

A month later Geoff, now more appropriately called Anabelle, waited patiently at the door for Miss Amber. The house was spotless, the house was filled with the aroma of supper cooking and he, or more appropriately she, was excited her Mistress would soon be home. She could still remember the days of pizza and squalor, the memories repulsed her, life was so much better now.