Once back in the relative safety of her room Tiffany took a closer look at the black and white outfit that was to be her uniform from now on. She knew she should resent having to wear something so degrading for someone who would only use it to ogle her inflated proportions, but instead she found the idea of looking the part as the maid she'd been forced to become actually excited her.
Luckily the outfit had come with matching underwear which Tiffany quickly pulled on. She slid the delicate panties up her thighs and was reminded just how flat her crotch had become now that she could no longer feel the familiar bulge that had been with her for as long as she could remember as she settled them into place. There was some relief as she did up the lacy bra which took a significant amount of the weight she was now carrying around. As a man she'd never considered just how heavy big breasts could be, but now she had a pair to call her own the support was very welcome; the bouncing from just walking around was starting to cause some soreness without such help.
Looking closely at the low cut dress with its frills and the large bow tied at the back it actually looked kind of cute. “Stephanie didn't know what she was missing out on” Tiffany thought, recalling what Master had said when he first revealed it as she picked it up. The feel of the silky material sent a thrilling tingle down her spine as she slid it over her head and let it encase her soft feminine frame. Pulling the dress into its proper position she was a little surprised at just how much of her cleavage it exposed; she blushed in embarrassment as she looked in the mirror and realised how different she looked now. Staring back was nothing but a little maid; not a trace of the man she'd been barely an hour before remained.
Still a feeling of incompleteness nagged at her and Tiffany turned from the mirror finish getting dressed. She fully dried and brushed her newly lengthened hair before fixing it in place with the frilly headdress and finally stepped into the shoes she'd been given. As the heels altered her posture, forcing her to push out her chest and rear, she realised that the bottom of the dress was just barely too short to cover everything; a quick glance back at the mirror confirmed her puffed up butt cheeks where clearly poking out and no amount of tugging at the hem changed that.
With a sigh Tiffany knew she couldn't put it off any longer and without a single wobble despite never having worn heels before in her life stepped through the door and down the hall into the common area.
“About time you came out” Mike said from a chair by the TV as he watched his prize walk in with a hungry smile. “I can't believe how good you look in that. Although a bit of make-up couldn't hurt”.
“Yes Master, I'm sorry” Tiffany heard herself say. She'd wanted to mention how impossible that would be since she didn't actually own any, but a maid should never talk back to her betters and she couldn't quite get the words out.
“So you're Tiffany huh” said a voice from behind; Tiffany recognised Lewis the second of her three room mates, but before she had a chance to turn a pair of hands came around and roughly grabbed handfuls of her bouncing tits with strong arms pinning her in place.
“Wow. These actually are real; I'd never have believed it if I didn't see for myself. That lamp of Mike's is something else alright but I'd never let him turn me into his own personal fuck toy; then again I bet a little sissy like you enjoys having massive tits and dressing like a slut” he said giving a few squeezes.
“I didn't exactly let him do this” Tiffany thought as she silently endured his brutish touch when suddenly her train of thought was cut off by a large bulge grinding into her scantily clad rear.
“How'd you like to meet the monster that genie gave me. Mike tells me you have a fresh new pussy under there; I'm itching to try my new package out and a sissy does needs a good fucking now and then to remind them of their place. I'd gladly break you in with a round or two beneath the sheets. Or perhaps you'd prepare it somewhere else” he said letting his swiftly rising cock grind even harder against the back of her panties to emphasise his point.
“That's enough Lewis” Mike said standing up. “You've had your fun. Remember she's my little maid and I'll be the first one to try her out. If you can keep your dick to yourself for long enough maybe I'll let you borrow her for a while afterwards”.
“I'll hold you to that” Lewis said, giving one last squeeze before letting go and plopping down in a free chair. “Nothing says I can't watch you mince about in the sexy heels of your though” he said giving Tiffany a lust filled stare.
“Well don't just stand there” Mike ordered as Tiffany recovered from Lewis's grasp. “Get that butt of yours wiggling, there's mess everywhere”.
“Yes Master” she said and set to work, feeling the eyes of the two men follow her every step.