Dan walked over to a nearby bathroom with Sally following right behind him and looked into the mirror once they closed and locked the door. "Oh my god! I really do look like a girl. Although, I gotta admit, I am a zuper zexy girl. Even my titz look zo real, itz kind of zpooky." Said Dan, who then proceeded to give his tits a quick grope, causing him to let out a quite womanly sounding moan.
Sally just stared at him. "Vwhat zwas zat? Zoo zound juzt like a girl, ah madam even, no?"
"Ouí, ah madam. I zound like I'm ah mademoiselle. AHH! Zally, my titz, zay are real. Ah have breasts. Zally ah have turned into an actual mademoiselle somehow. Zally? Zally?" Dan was freaking out, but on the other hand, Sally seemed less interested in her boyfriend becomming her girlfriend and was more interested in dusting off and straightening the slightly dusty bathroom shelves.
Dan minced her way over to her girlfriend, not noticing how she now was moving in a much more feminine way. Every step of they was involved her swinging her hips in a sexy manner. Her outfit and long legs accentuated her larger ass and thighs, making her natural sexyness really stand out. She gently tapped Sally on her shoulder with a now much more feminine hand, complete with a real manicure, and not the fake one she had on before. "Zally! Can you not ztop cleaning for a zingle zecond?"
"Je suis désolé, Danielle, I don't know what came over me, but I zuddenly felt like I needed to clean thiz zhelf."
"Zally, I 'ave really become a mademoiselle zomehow." Dan said showing her girlfriend how her tits were actually now attached to her body
"Oh zhit! Uhh, umm, I'm at a total lozz on zwat we even can do to fix thiz, Danielle." Reluctantly admitted Sally. "Zwat zhould we do? I think we zhould go home, for ztarterz. Danielle?
Now it was Danielle who was distracted by cleanining the toilet. Neither of them even realized that they now were refering to Dan as Danielle and were using female pronouns. She shakes Danielle back to her senses. "Danielle, please znap out of it. I think we zhould head home. Zomething bad iz 'appening to us!"
"Ouí, Zally, ztaying any longer in zis filthy home iz a bad idea!" Agreed Danielle. The 2 maids made their way out of the house, all while relying heavily on each other to stop themselves from attempting to clean something on impulse.
Once they finally got back home, both maids broke down after seeing thei own home. Neither could help it anymore and began furiously cleaning the entire place from top to bottom. It took several days before the two of them regained their sanity when their house had become immaculately clean. Not a single spot of dust, stain, or ruined paint could be found anywhere in their home. Both girls collapsed exhausted onto their shared bed after removing their uniforms and heels. Danielle had even restyled her very long hair into a neat ponytail in order to keep it manageable while they rested in bed. Neithdr had the energy to do much after 3 straight days of almost no sleep and heavy cleaning, shopping, painting, etc... tomorrow would be their first day of nearly no maid work besides a general touching up.
"Zally, I am zcarred. I can't remember vwat I did at my job, or vwhere my office vwas located anymore. All I can think about is vwanting uz to become a pair of perfect maidz for our future mazter or mistrezz. Even being a woman 'az become normal to me. My love for you haz not dizappeared zough. Thiz alone, I am thankful for." Says Danielle sleepily. Sally grabs ahold of her hand gently. "Zan I love you, mon chéri. Vwhether you are a mademoiselle or no." You both finally drift off to sleep, now that the both of you were completely out of energy.