You awoke to the smell of bacon, eggs and sausage cooking in the kitchen. Your stomach rumbled, but at least your vagina was sated for now. You got off your bed, feeling the absence of the weight on your back. Reaching back, you find that your wings are no longer there. Moving over to the mirror, you see that though you're still female, your horns and wings have vanished. Turning slightly, you see that where your wings came out, is a set of tattoos that look like the wings you had. Your stomach rumbled again, and you moved towards the kitchen where the former delivery man, now hot woman, was moving around the kitchen, and cooking up the breakfast. As she turned to see you, the pan fell to the ground, and she fell to her knees, her head almost touching the ground, avoiding her skin touching the still scalding pan.
"Mistress. I'm so sorry for waking you. I'm making breakfast for you."
Her eyes widened, as she looked at the pan.
"Oh god! Please don't punish me, mistress."
She picked up the pan, ignoring the burns on her hands as she places it back on the stove, before sitting down in the corner.
You were at a loss for words. "Get up, please," you said. She immediately got to her feet "Why are you making this?"
"While you were asleep, I heard you say you were hungry, Mistress. Why can't I stop calling you Mistress? Anyway, I made this breakfast for you."
You were silent for a moment as you considered her words.
"Does this please you?" the terrified woman asks
"It does," you said "Please carry on as you were."
The woman continued to make breakfast.