You regret putting the amulet on the moment it touched your neck. As your maid watches from the corner, you feel a throbbing pain coming from your swelling breasts, yet you feel equally aroused. Your breasts quickly swell to the size of two large beach balls, your ass swells to a size only a little smaller. Alysha, your maid runs towards you to help, but is zapped when she touches the amulet, as your vision starts to blur, you see Alysha turning into a familiar figure.
Your breasts begin to reach their maximum size, easily a K cup or even higher. Your areolae are huge, with the diameter of a drink coaster and you nipples are permanently erect. Her ass stops at around the same size as your breasts. Your thighs swell and fat pours in and your hips crack as they become proportionate to your large ass and thighs. Your waist crunches inwards giving you a ridiculous hourglass figure. Your red hair turns a platinum blonde and grows way past your ass and over your tits, touching the floor. Your hands and feet become dainty, pink nails extend about an inch and a half from your delicate fingers. Your lips swell to a ridiculous size, and your eyes turn baby blue. Looking at yourself, you look like your around 5’4” and 22 years old.
As you begin to get a massive headache, you look at where Alysha was standing and see a perfect replica of you, or at least you before the amulet changed you. Confused, you moan as your libido increases and your pussy becomes swollen from hours upon hours of sex. As a girl born in a rich family, you’ve had access to good education and have always been at the top of your class, but you cup your head with you now dainty fingers as your intelligence is drained from your head leaving you rather empty headed, with an IQ of round 60. Your memories of being Jennifer the spoiled rich girl fade away, being replaced with memories of being Alysha the bimbo maid of the Thorne household. The changes finalize as your torn up clothes are replaced with a frilly and extremely slutty maid outfit, and a frilly maid headband forms in your long platinum blonde hair.
“Like where is Alysha?” the bimbo questioned in an air headed tone.
“Geez Alysha you fell over again?”
You look up and see Jennifer, your mistress looking down on you with an exasperated expression. You sit there, with a glazed expression as her words process through your head. After about 10 seconds, you quickly get up, your breasts, ass and thighs jiggling wildly.
“Alysha’s titties feel funny” the newly transformed maid says absentmindedly.
“Alysha hurry up and...”