A loud whining noise began. Lina covered her naked body with the sheets and looked to see that her hotel room was being vacuumed by a maid, overweight, middle-aged, and dressed in an unflattering gray dress.
She must have noticed Lina out of the corner of her eye, as she quickly shut off the vacuum and started mumbling apologies. Lina wasn’t fully listening; she was focused on the hairs growing out of the large mole on the maid’s face.
And, she realized, she was no longer aroused.
She quickly glanced over to the medallion on the nightstand, wondering if the magic had created a new ugly maid, had made a maid uglier, or had teleported this maid into her room -- well, whatever it was, no one deserved to look like that.
The maid was backing towards the door, still apologizing, and Lina said, “Stop!” and grabbed the medallion. “I wish you had the face and body of a beautiful 16-year-old,” she said.
Lina watched as the pounds melted away from the maid, the wrinkles and the mole disappearing from her face and the gray disappearing from her hair. Within seconds, she became a gorgeous Latina teen.
She turned to look into the mirror on the wall, blinking her dark, flashing eyes in surprise. “How?” she asked, turning back to Lina. “How -- what -- what magic is this?”
”This medallion,” Lina said as if it explained everything. “Let’s see -- I wish you were were wearing a really sexy maid costume.”
”What?” asked the maid, as her dress morphed into a much smaller outfit, fishnet with lace attachments -- Lina could see her nipples through the fabric, and that she was wearing a black thong underneath the lace doily below her waist. A lace choker with a small black ribbon appeared around her neck, fishnet stockings appeared on her legs, and a pair of black high heels appeared on her feet.
”But I can’t clean like this,” said the maid, a little bewildered.
”I wish you had no problem wearing that to clean,” said Lina. “Actually, I wish that was the regular maid’s uniform in this hotel, and all the maids looked as good as you.”
The maid still looked a little confused, and Lina realized she could still use a couple of improvements. “I wish you always had sexy makeup on, and a permanent sexy manicure.” Colors faded onto the maid’s face, and she now looked almost like she was ready for a night of clubbing, with long and dark lashes, blue eyeshadow, and bright red lips. Her fingernails were now noticeably longer than her fingertips, and had nicely shaped white tips.
It was about then that Lina realized...