Joey followed Monigue into the main hallway. He continued to stare at her and he began to think about how Mrs. Brockman had always treated her
and then he got an idea.
"I wish Moniqie was now 17 years old and that she was born in America with the name Monica. I also wish that she was no longer the Brockman's
maid and that she is my girlfriend for half a year now. I wish we went to the same school and that she lived next door to me. And my final wish is
that she won't remember her old life, only the memories of this new life!" Joey whispered.
Suddenly, Monique stopped walking and stiffened. She slowly turned around to face Joey, a look of shock on her face. She then let out a whimper of
pain and doubled over, grabbing her stomach. Joey watched as Monique's features softened as she began to grow younger. Her brown hair fell from
its bune and cascaded down her back, growing longer till it reached her waist. It then took on a wavy style and gained a shine to it. Monique then lost
5" in height, she tried to take a step forward but then she stumbled as her now smaller feet slid out of her high heels. Her body now began slimming
down as her breasts shrank down to perk and firm CC's.
Monique's skirt then falls from her hips as her waist slims and rear perks up, becoming small and lovely as her panties start to slip down. Her changes
finally stop when she becomes a few inches shorter than joey, the top of her head reaching his nose. Her skin then becomes a nice tan color and all
of the body hair on her vanishes, leaving it smooth. Joey stares down at her face, noticing how beautiful it looks, with her small nose and beautiful
full lips. Then with a jerk, her body unstiffens(don't thinks that's a word) and she collapses against Joey's chest.
As Joey stands there, holding her to keep her from falling, new memories flash in his head of him and 'Monica' when they were kids all they way
through sophomore year of High School. Then of their first few months of being juniors and every date they had been on. He shakes himself out off
his thoughts when Monica begins breathing deeply to ease the pain from her body. She then opens her eyes and looks up at Joey with the most
beautiful pair of hazel eyes he had ever seen.
Monica's mouth then broke out in a small smile as she realizes that she is now leaning against Joey, her boyfriend, and pushes her self up to plant a
small kiss on his lips.
"Thanks Joe, I don't know why I feel so tired right now," she said in a low voice that sounded a bit higher than it used to be and without an accent.
She then laid her head against Joey's chest and sighs in contentment as he wraps his arms around her now smaller body in an embrace.
"It's alright Moni, I got you babe," Joey said softly, making the girl in his arms shiver in pleasure.
Suddenly she sits up and looks down at the maid shirt that barely clung to her body, the skirt and panties that lay about her feet and the pair of high
heels that lay on the floor behind her. Monica frowns, scrunching up her eyebrows and wrinkling her nose in a cute way that causes Joey to chuckle.
She looks up at her boyfriends smirking face and pouts playfully slapping his chest.
"I don't see anything funny about the way I am dressed, Joey! Why am I even wearing a maid's uniform anyway? Especially when it doesn't fit me!"
Monica said returning to look down at her old clothes in confusion.
Joey glances around, glad that no one, especially Mrs. Brockman, had witnessed what had just happened. He then makes a quick wish.
"I wish that instead of those oversized clothes that you were wearing a sexy female pirate costume and that you wouldn't notice the change. Also I
wish that everyone knows that you have been my girlfriend for half a year and that the Brockman's never had a maid named Monique!"
Monica looks up at Joey with a confused look.
"What did you say Joey?" she asked, not noticing as the clothes on her body begin to change.
The dressy black shirt, shrinks and tightens, showing her curves. The neck opening grows until it exposes both of her shoulders and the opening
stops just before it uncovers her breasts fully, revealing her cleavage, and the bottom rises up to just above the belly button, about three inches to be
exact, showing off her flat and trimmed stomach. Its sleeves shrink onto her arms and rise to just above her elbows. The shirt then turns white as the
the frill on the shirt wraps itself around her chest, color turning black and the material turning into leather. It tightens as it turns into a corset with
the stitching in the front, pushing against her already big breasts, making them look bigger.
The panties around Monica's ankles rise up her legs again till they reach her waist. They then change to form a black thong and it shrinks down to fit
around her hips. The skirt then follows and it molds itself to her rear and legs, slits appearing on the sides rising up to just a few inches below her
waistline. The skirt then turns a deep blue in color as the bottom rises to mid thigh. Then finally the heels appear on her feet, exactly the right size
change into a pair of high heeled boots with the tops reaching her knees. Last but not least, Monica's hair begins to braid itself into a long ponytail,
with her bangs swept to the sides of her face as a dark blue bandana appears on her head.
"Joey? Hello! is anyone home?" Monica's voice asked jokingly.
Joey shook his head and looked down at Monica, now dressed as a sexy female pirate, with her hands folded across her chest, pushing her breasts up
higher, she raised an eyebrow.
"You okay, Joe?" she asked concerned when he doesn't answer.
Joey smiled as he walked toward her, lifted her up into his arms bridal style and planted a long passionate kiss on her lips. Monica wrapped her arms
around Joey's neck and returned the kiss, allowing Joey's tongue to explore her mouth. They finally broke away panting after a few seconds and stare
lovingly into each others eyes.
"I'm fine, me pretty pirate lass!" said Joey in a pirate accent, causing Monica to giggle, "Come let's go and enjoy the party!"
Monica smiles and kisses Joey once more on the lips. Joey then places her back on her feet and led her down the rest of the hallway with his arm
around her shoulders and her head resting on his shoulder. They walk into the room where the rest of the party guests are, when Mrs. Brockman
walked over and smiled when she noticed Monica leaning against Joey.
"Ah, Joey! Glad you could make it! And I see that you have brought Monica along! My dear, what a beautiful costume, how are your parents doing?"
Mrs. Brockman asked.
Monica smiled and nodded politely to their host.
"They are well thank you, Mrs. Brockman!" said Monica.
Mrs. Brockman smiled.
"Your welcome dear! Well enjoy the party you two! Now where did that maid of ours go?" She said to herself as she walked off in search of the elusive
maid.
Monica looked up at Joey.
"What should we do now?" she asked her boyfriend.
"I think..."