You stand at the door to the house, blushing furiously. Your hands meekly folded in front of your dress. This was such a stupid idea, why did you want to come to this party again? Here you were, a man dressed in a frilly french maid outfit that barely fit you. You were going to kill your sister when you got back home. Sighing, you opened the door and entered the large mansion. The place was absolutely massive and well decorated. A man stands at the entrance in the main foyer, dressed in red and white. He is about your age and is very handsome, and well dressed. He walks over to you.
"Ahhhh, Greetings. My name is John Q. Smith, welcome to my party, miss" He says, leaning down and gently kissing your hand. You blush and panic
"Uhh...actually...I'm a guy...Just dressed like this for the opposite theme" You say, your voice shaky and fearful
John stares at you in confusion for a second or two, before bursting into laughter. "HAHAHA, So you came dressed as the opposite gender, I see. No No, you were supposed to come with a costume from another holiday. I thought that was made clear?"
You blush, you looked like an absolute idiot right now. Crossdressing at a popular mans party, got the theme all wrong.
"I'm sorry, I'll just leave then, this is too embarrasing..." you say. As you turn to walk out, John grabs your hand, making you jump. You turn around to face him. In his other hand he is twirling around a small pink vial.
"Nonsense, you must stay, I insist. Here, drink this. It should make you better suited for that costume of yours." he says, handing you the vial. Against your better judgement, you take the vial, and drink its contents. The pink liquid is almost sickeningly sweet, and makes you feel light headed. The man catches you as you nearly faint. What was in that?
"Good, Good." He smiles "Now, how would you like to help me out. Would you mind going to the kitchen and start serving some drinks to people." He points to a door to the east of the foyer, which you assume leads to the kitchen.
You want to deny, why would you want to do free work for this guy, DRESSED AS A MAID. You want to deny, but find you can't. You look up at John and feel a sense of...submissiveness? Like, you owe John your service. Owe him for what, you don't know. But all you know is that you needed to do as he says. Oh wait. Now you remember, you ruined his party. You showed up with a costume that didn't match the theme. After he was so nice to invite you. You needed to at least help out for making him so upset. "Yeah, I guess I'll help out" You say
He smiles as you march to the kitchen. As you do, you seem to get smaller, losing inches with every step. Your maid outfit shrinks to fit your new frame. As you reach the kitchen, you've shrunk from 6 feet to barely 5 feet tall. You enter the kitchen and see at least 5 blond busty women, cooking and preparing food and drinks. One of them notices you and walks over.
"Oh hi, are you the new maid? I'm Leah, the head chef" She says "Drinks are ready right over there. Just walk around and offer them to people"
"Thanks, but I'm not a..." You stop, your voice is much higher pitched than normal "...maid. Whats with my voice...."
"Oh, don't worry about that" Leah said, picking up a wine glass with pink liquid inside and splashing it in your face
"Pfft. Hey, what was that about!" You scream angrily, your voice now completely girly and squeaky, but you don't seem to mind
"Something to speed up the process, now go" Leah says, handing you a tray with drinks on it. You glare at her and step out. As you walk to the ballroom, your face tingles. Your eyes turn a sparkling blue, the wig melds into your head and becomes your real hair, it ties itself into a ponytail. Your lips plump up, becoming soft and pouty. Your nose shrinks and becomes tiny. If anyone saw your face now, you would look exactly like a girl. A few more changes occur, your lips become stained red, some makeup is applied to your face and eyes. You feel a pinch in your ears as diamond earrings clamp around them. You notice none of this.
As you enter the reception area, you start walking around do various men.
"Want a drink, sir" you say in your female voice
"Sure thing, beautiful" He says, as you hand him a drink. As you turn around to walk away, you feel a hand sneak under your skirt and grope your butt. As the hand feels you up, your butt grows plump and squishy. Your hips also crack a bit as they expand, giving you a very female lower half. You give a little girly eep as you bat his hand away. You hands and arms grow smaller and girlier as you hit his hand. He and his friends all laugh. You want to do something, hit him, beat him up, but your mind cant bring yourself to do it. All you can do is stand there and face the humiliation.
You walk to the next group of men, around your age this time. Your hips and butt now sway as you walk in a very sexy way.
"Drinks?"
The boys blush as they see you, and all nod. You take drinks off the tray and lean down to give it to them. As you lean down, your chest quickly explodes into DD breasts, which stretch out your outfit out and give the boys a nice view of your new cleavage. Anyone behind you would have gotten a nice shot of your now lacy panties. They gawk at you, wide eyed, their pants bulging. As you finish handing them drinks, you curtsy and walk off. Your breasts bounce as you move. You look down at your expansive cleavage and panic for the first time. You realize what was happening: You were becoming a maid girl. You put down the tray and look around frantically for a way out, before you feel a pair of hands come from behind and grip your waist.
"How are you doing, my sweet" John says. As he massages your waist, it pinches inwards, giving you a full hourglass figure.
"Y-you! You're making me a girl, change me back" You demand, though you instantly feel horrible about speaking up to him.
"No can do, any change I make is permanent. Besides, now you dont need to worry about being embarrased, you fit the costume quite fine." He smirks "Besides, my mansion needs a new maid, after the incident with the last one" You don't notice this, but he looks over to the golden statue of the nude woman in the center of the ballroom and smiles
"I don't care, I don't want to be a maid!" You scream, stomping your foot on the ground. Suddenly, john grabs you by the shoulders and pulls you into a deep kiss. Your mind goes numb. John is....so nice. Master John. He took you in, gave you a home. Let you clean this fantastic mansion. And he's just so handsome. Your old memories are pushed out, all you want to do is serve, serve your lovely master. Your penis pulls into your body, leaving a slit in its place as john breaks from the kiss.
"Now go, my sweet. Drinks need to be served."
"Yes, master!" You say, eagerly and with a giggle. You almost skipped over to the next crowd of boys. Your legs thinned and become smooth and graceful, your mary jane encased feet became small and tiny and dainty. You are now a full girl, through and through.
As the night goes on, you become increasing popular with the male crowd. You chat with the men as you serve them drinks, your bubbly and submissive personality making you a crowd favorite. Several men hit on you, but your love is reserved exclusively for your master. That being said, you gave some men the occasional kiss and panty shot. You loved it. After a few hours, Master John returns and tells you to return to your quarters, because the party was ending. You bow for him and walk through the mansion to the room you knew was yours. You take off your frilly outfit and hop into bed.
The next day...