Edwin scrolled the list looking for the best choice. "C' mon, something interesting... All these will just turn me into some stupid jock." As he scrolled through the options, a French maid outfit soon caught his eye.
"Perfect!" He said to himself; he DID want to try something different for a while. While he did mind the fact that it was female, he figured could just revert everything if he didn't like it. To make sure he had that option, Edwin took to changing up the settings the Chronivac had established as the default.
Fingers clicking away, he quickly made sure the change would be more suited for him.
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IDLE TIME (TIME AFTER YOU PUT CLOTHES ON, BEFORE CHANGE): Instantaneous; change happens as you put on clothes.
TRANSFORMATION TIME: 1 minute
IDEALNESS (1 TO 10, 10 BEING PERFECT, 1 BEING ALMOST YOURSELF): 10
DURATION OF CHANGE: 1 week
PLEASURE FROM CHANGE: Yes
BRAIN PATTERNS (THINKING LIKE THE CHANGE): 90%
REALITY ALTERATION (1 TO 5, 5 BEING IT'LL BE LIKE YOU WERE BORN THE WAY YOU LOOK, 1 BEING NOTHING WILL CHANGE): 1
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Finished with the settings, Edwin hit submit, causing a large box suddenly to appear on his desk.
"Nice!" He said to himself, first choosing to take off his clothes, locking his door first.
If he wasn't transformed and his mother or his sister Dawn caught him trying on women's clothing, it would make for an extremely awkward situation. He'd be changing into a French maid his age, however, and he didn't want reality to change, so he wasn't really sure how that would go. Still, he was eager to try this, he just hoped the mental changes would be enough for him to handle.
His mind set, Edwin quickly took the box that the Chronivac had made, taking the clothes inside. He hung the dress on the wall and examined it, seeing that it was a standard black and white maid dress; long and extremely frilly.
He imagined that any girl who put it on would look absolutely adorable...and now here he was, a teenage boy ready to put on a dress that would change his life. At least for a week, anyway. The dress also came with a pair of white stockings and tiny Mary Janes, along with a pair of rimless glasses and white gloves.
Edwin smiled to himself, and then picked up the frilly maid dress and attempted to slide it over his body. The dress was simply too small for his boy's body at first. However, as Edwin tried harder and harder to squeeze in, it became slightly easier. He couldn't see it, but his body was becoming smaller and smaller to be able to fit into the dress. Finally, though, he made it all the way into the dress, although it was still a bit tight.
"Hey, at least it fits now," Edwin joked to himself, before looking at himself in the mirror. "Hey... I think I shrunk!"
Looking in the mirror and again at his body, Edwin found that he had easily shrunk a foot and a half, making himself fairly tiny. He couldn't help but stare in awe at the mirror as his face began to tingle. His eyes began to march from their normal brown color to a bright, majestic blue, his eyelashes becoming longer and feminine along with them.
His nose shrank, becoming tiny and girly. His lips were next, as they plumped up, red lipstick staining them while the rest of his face became softer and rounder and absolutely adorable, his caramel skin tone lightening and turning to a milky white. Edwin's hair suddenly grew longer and longer, flowing down his back, stopping just at your waist.
"I look... amazing," Edwin said, testing out his new voice. Hearing it out loud, Edwin couldn't help but giggle, his voice now sweet and high pitched.
Suddenly, his vision went blurry, Edwin experimentally squinting his eyes. Looking to the floor, Edwin remembered the small rimless glasses that came with the costume. Putting them on his face, Edwin saw his vision become clear once more. Staring at the bespectacled cutie shown in the mirror, Edwin couldn't help but giggle once more, the costume beginning to change his mind now.
His glasses slipped down his tiny nose for a second, Edwin pushing them back up with his new hand, now girly and dainty, with long manicured fingers painted with purple nail polish.
Edwin felt his chest tingle now, as a pair of breasts began to push out. First tiny A cups, then B cups then C cups, finally settling at a pair of round, jiggly double Ds, his new breasts pushing against the fabric of the dress. "This feels amazing..." Edwin said, letting out a little moan. He began to sway slightly, watching his new tits jiggle and bounce as he moved.
His waist began to push inwards next, and his hips widened. The process was kinda painful, but now looking in the mirror he found that he now had a beautiful hourglass figure shown off by the tight-fitting maid dress. His butt plumped up next, becoming squishier and rounder, giving Edwin the figure of a sexy girl. Looking at himself, Edwin couldn't help but think that his curves looked so cute on his tiny, petite frame.
He then felt a tingle from within the costume's frilly panties, as his manhood vanished, becoming a tight little slit. Edwin found that he was now a girl where it counted, as her tiny hand slithered into her panties to explore her new equipment, causing Edwin to shiver with pleasure.
The changes then moved to her legs as they became longer, more shapely and smooth, as well as fairly curvy. Edwin, now thinking of herself as Estelle, felt her thighs fill up with feminine fat, curving nicely into her hips. Estelle could feel her final change happening in her feet. They began to be smaller and daintier, her toes now tiny and cute.
Estelle wiggled her bare toes with glee as they were also painted with purple nail polish. She picked up the stockings from the floor and slid them up to her legs. Estelle bit her lip, resisting the urge to moan; the feeling of the white fabric going up her legs was almost orgasmic. They stopped midway up Estelle's thighs, resting nicely on her legs.
Picking up the Mary Janes, Estelle put them on her tiny, socked feet, buckling the straps and admire her new shoes in the mirror, lifting her petite legs up to look at them. Finally, she picked up the gloves and put them on her hands.
Her physical changes complete, Estelle stared at herself in the mirror, she was absolutely gorgeous. She was now a tiny, petite maid girl clad in a frilly dress, her adorable glasses constantly slide down your tiny nose, the whole effect was very cute.
"Hee hee, Je suis si mignon" Estelle giggled before gasping, a dainty hand floating to your mouth. She decided to try again, testing her new voice out. "Je... je suis si mignon".
As it turned out, French was now Estelle's main language. Could she even still speak English? She focused, searching for the right words in her rapidly changing mind. She was quickly beginning to forget that she was even a boy to begin with, the mental changes she selected being far stronger than she had thought.
"Ah look zo... cute," Estelle said with a thick french accent. So it turned out she could still speak English but it would take much more effort and focus. Besides, Estelle thought to herself, not at all concerned with her mental changes, she'd much rather speak French now. Looking down to the ground, she found the final part of her costume... a feather duster.
She leaned down, giving anyone who may have been looking through the window behind her a nice view of her panties, and picked up the duster. Suddenly, new thoughts enter Estelle's mind, changing her mind completely. She began to have a sudden desire to clean... and... a sudden desire to serve someone.
Drooling slightly, Estelle began to imagine having a master or mistress, one who would order her around with no regard for her safety, have things for you to clean and tasks for you to complete. A master that would do whatever they wanted with her. She... she wanted a master. She NEEDED one.
"Temps de trouver un maître!" She said to herself happily before skipping out of her former bedroom. Estelle took joy in running about the house, sweeping and swishing any dust her eyes could spot, humming a happy tune in her melodic and happy voice. Still, she needed a master, so she left the house, going to find one.
Meanwhile, Edwin's former sister Dawn could only stare in awe as she watched a cute maid come down from her brother's bedroom and skip out of the house. She knew her brother had ordered the Chronivac, but... "That couldn't be Edwin, could it?" The blue-haired girl said to herself. "Hmm... maybe I should go and tell Dad..."
Estelle herself roamed the neighborhood, still humming to herself. She stopped, however, when saw a group of young men at a nearby bus stop, about 3 of them. Estelle's eyes looked over the group of guys, her eyes focused on one of them. He was strong, muscular, around 20 years old, a few years older than her new body. He had short brown hair and beautiful eyes.
"He would make an amazing master..." Estelle thought to herself, in French, of course. "Oh, the things he'll do to me!" Her mind set, she pushed your glasses up and skipped over, and threw herself on him, hugging the boy tightly. She gave him a little kiss on the cheek before stepping back and giving him a little curtsy.
"Hello, monsieur. Would you like to be my master? We cahn 'ave some fun, oui?" Estelle said in a thick, sultry voice dripping with honey, bowing in a way that showed her large breasts off to the 3 boys. The boy she had her eyes on visibly blushed, a sizable bulge forming in his pants. His friends were also blushing like crazy, although Estelle found herself focusing more on her dream master.
"Sorry lads, she's coming with me!" A voice said from behind Estelle. Surprised, she looked back, and saw a middle-aged man running down the road, panting slightly. "He looks kinda familiar..." Estelle thought to herself, did she know him?
"Monsieur, do ah know you?" Estelle asked, her shoes clicking on the pavement as she turned around, cutely tilting her head to one side.
"Yes, and you're coming with me. I'm not having you galavant around the streets like this for a week," He said, as he was Edwin's father, Mr. Dias. He took her tiny hand and dragged Estelle through the street. "Honestly, of all the changes, you pick that one. Well, it'll certainly be nice to have a dedicated cleaner around the house..."
As the two of them walked back into the house, Estelle noticed a young blue-haired teenage girl leaning against the wall. This girl seemed really familiar as well, but Estelle couldn't quite put her finger as to who she was.
"Hey Dad, is that really Edwin?" She asked, surprised once she got a closer look at Estelle, the maid blushing under the girl's gaze.
"It definitely is, Dawn," The man who had taken you said, before the girl burst out laughing, putting a hand on her stomach.
"HA HA HA, OMG Edwin, you're pretty daring aren't you? You went and turned into a maid, I mean just look at those tits HA HA HA!" Dawn laughed, brushing a few of her blue locks out of her view. After a glare from the older man, she stopped, rubbing the back of her head sheepishly. "Sorry, sorry!"
Estelle was simply confused, she definitely remembered being a maid. What was this Edwin nonsense? Thinking about it more, Estelle couldn't come up with a conclusion. Still, she thought, looking at the blue-haired girl in a new light, this girl would make an excellent mistress!
Mr. Dias led Estelle back upstairs, still finding it hard to believe that this was his son. Or daughter now, he supposed. He left her back in Edwin's room, making sure to take the Chronivac as she left her. "Stay here," He said, looking over the computer. "I'm going to see if I can find a way to change you back early."
He then left, leaving Estelle all on her lonesome. Sighing at the fact that she still didn't have a master, Estelle got out her feather duster, and started sweeping the room, cleaning up everything in sight. Until...