Upon making your choice, the Phoenix Foundation employees ushered you away from the desk from where you had signed the paperwork and now guided you down a long sterile and white hallway. You reflect now upon your life, wondering if you'll end up missing it or not as you were brought into one of the laboratories within the hall.
In front of you was a large transparent chamber in the shape of a cylinder, connected to by many tubes and wires. Around it were a number of scientists at their consoles, prepping for another procedure. This sight did end up instilling some anxiety in you.
"It's quite alright, everything we do here is safe."
This was said to you by one of the employees that escorted you here. Their tone was sincere and gave you a bit more ease than before.
One of the scientists approahed the chamber now, opening up a hatch to the inside and beckoning you forth towards the chamber, towards your new life. You can feel your heart beat faster as you got closer, ducking your head a little as you entered inside.
The hatch would be closed behind you, leaving you alone in this sound proof chamber. You could swear that you could hear your heart in your throat as the seconds waiting for something to happen ticked by. All the while, just beyond the glass the scientists were preparing your transformation.
Suddenly, a sound rang across the chamber. To you, it sounded like a song of sorts. You couldn't grasp what the genre was, it didn't seem to belong to any you know. But one thing was for sure, the more you heard it, the calmer you began to feel.
Your posture seemed to relax as you stood in the chamber just taking in the sounds being played. The scientists knew what it was though, this specialized song was drenched in subliminal messages that were meant to reprogram your brain for your new task. And so far it seemed to be doing it's task as you continue to feel calmer and more composed...
...like a good maid...
Wait, where did that though come from?
You almost found your dazing off at the soothing sounds but the alien thought you just had really caught you off guard. You seem a bit more alert now as you can feel this new warmth flood across your body, from your head to your toes in one soothing wave. A soft blush would come to your cheeks as the waves continued to dance their way through you.
It felt strange, you felt strange, like something was changing. At first you had difficulty placing what was changing about you as you looked around the chamber. The physical changes were starting off with your height, it took a moment but you soon realize that you were growing shorter. Not by much, but a few inches were taken off your height.
The feeling of being smaller seemed to only increase your blush for some reason. Perhaps you were liking the idea of being small and cute? Oh, to be a cute little submissive maid~
Though the idea was sounding strange at first, as the moments went on, you found yourself starting to like it. Your new submissive thoughts creeping in on your mind were a distraction as your curves would start to fade away a little, while not going away entirely.
You found yourself subconsciously standing with a new posture, one that seemed cute and proper. One that a dignified maid would use in her day to day duties. Yes, duties. You can feel yourself being flooded by a sense of purpose and a need to serve! It was a strong feeling and even a borderline arousing one too.
Though it wasn't obvious until now, your clothing had begun to change. The shirt you had worn upon entering the Foundation had distorted, it's fabric texture becoming increasingly silky and soft. As it brushed against your skin, you felt very nice. A smile would appear on your face until you began to feel the changing fabric start to strain against your breasts.
Your eyes shot down to see that the structure of your maid top was not fitting with your breasts as they began to feel increasing strained against the material shrinking against it. Damn boobs, maids are better without them..
As that thought crossed your mind, the heat would well up in your chest. The warmth was strong enough to cause a soft moan to escape you. The material that hugged your boobs tightly began to feel looser, but not for the reason you might have thought at first. Upon looking, you'd see your feminine chest seemingly melt back into your body. Your cup size dwindled in seconds and the sensation of it was almost ecstasy.
Your cheeks brightened in a deep red blush as your sensative chest regressed from the respectable cup size you once had to a completely flat and boyish chest that the maid top fit snuggly on.
At first you might have missed your breasts, but it soon melted away and you began to feel happy that they were gone. Reaching up, you'd trace your dainty hands across your flat chest, almost in admiration.
Yes, a maid didn't need large voluptuous breasts to serve his master.. wait.. "his"? It seems your brain was changing more than you realize.
The leggings you had worn had distorted quite a bit, no longer did they wrap around your legs like they used to, puffing up and flowing around to the point they resembled something closer to a frilly maid skirt. The skirt itself was rather short, but that was fine with you as you can watch now as the warmth spread throughout your thighs and ass.
You can feel both of these begin plumping up nicely, oh yes, what you lost in curves, these sexy legs more than make up for it. Feeling them both swell caused a girly giggle to leave your lips. What you were left with was a fine, heartshaped ass and thighs that would probably make even fashion models jealous. You were so proud of your legs.
The socks you had worn had started to stretch, swallowing more and more of your legs. The material felt more and more silky and wonderful as it slipped all the way to your thick thighs, accentuating them a bit. What a fine pair of stockings.
You watched these changes to your legs and clothing happen with a look of awe, admittedly you were feeling more like yourself than ever before. Though as you watched, a bit of femininity drained from your facial features. Though you very well could convincingly look like a girl, you appeared more androgynous now. A bit of an adams apple pushed it's way into your throat now, causing the soft giggles and moans you made from the change sound a bit more boyish.
Heat then pooled into your gut, it felt like your nether regions began to burn with an arousing fire. A whimper of arousal left your plump lips as the heat honed in on your clit.
It burned with a new sensation as it expanded in size, soon finding it's sensative surface brushing up against the front of your panties. A more drawn out moan left you as this happened and your hands clamour under your skirt to feel the front of your panties as you could now feel a distinct bulge start to form in your hands. It clicked with you quickly that you were becoming a boy! But, wasn't that right? Weren't you supposed to be a boy?
A haze surrounded your head now as the bulge continued to swell in your hands. Your face was beet red as you subconsciously began to rub the surface of the bulge, feeling your new cock twitch within. Shivers shot down your spine at how sensative it was. You just couldn't help but stroke at it.
This new member confused you though, aren't you a girl? You were a maid right? The answer was getting less and less clear to you. The voice in your head telling you that you were a girl was getting fainter and fainter the more you stroked that below average cock in your hands.
The answer all of a sudden became clear to you as a dropping sensation filled out more of your panties with two cute balls. You were a boy, you've always been a boy, silly.
And like that, while your mind was squirming in erotic pleasure, your memories of your old life began to fade. All the pain that you went through up to this point was melting away like chocolate in a hot sauce pan. Even the things that might have made you happy before are now just fleeting ideas, footprints in the sand on a beach at high tide. And like that it was all gone.
In it's place? Your mind was filled with new stuff, such as maidly instincts, a submissive nature, a love and loyalty for your master that could never be broken. You could see yourself tidying up some rich man's home, loving every second of your servitude. He rewards that servitude with some passionate lovemaking to his perfect maid. You are a perfect maid, a perfect femboy maid, always.
These thoughts drove you to the edge and brought you to climax. A feminine moan left you as you cute cock shot out a load of cum onto the floor of the chamber. You panted heavily and looked around, what were you doing here?
Oh yeah, you were here to meet your new master.
"New Subject is ready for servitude!"