"Do you think people will be wondering why Ai isn't in school?" Miya asked as Pimiko drove to the gym. The major problem with 'Chu's self
imposed orders was that 'lots' was a vague term, and didn't have a concrete definition other than 'large number' and larger itself was even
more subjective. So their best bet to please Master was just to contract as many servants as possible in the five days they had left.
"I don't think so." Pimiko said, "Remember that chat we all had while setting up shop in the gym? If it's really her clear cut destiny now to
be a server for the house hold, then people won't question her suddenly not showing up."
"I'm just happy that we have Yuriko now." Bachiko leaned back. "If things do go south, we're gonna need a lawyer and with her, she can
help optimize master's contracts. Which will make things a lot more easy for us."
Pimiko wondered how the master had gotten this power, was it something he inherited, something he learned? Either way, she wondered
why he had gone to such lengths, maybe her Master simply had a fetish? Or maybe he only had enough fiancees to pay his property taxes
and grocery bills and didn't have the money to pay for servants other than with room and board?
"I wanna see if any of the kids at school wanna become part of our family!" Ai volunteered.
"I'm not so sure how good an idea that is kiddo." Bachiko said. Sure, being a cat girl maid was the best, but Bachiko worried how things
might go since they had no idea what the limits were of the 'nothing strange here' aura they all seemed to have. "That many parents
suddenly having their kids live at a big house without them? That might be stretching people not noticing us."
"That's okay! Their parents can become cat girl maids too!" Ai said jumping with the simply logic of any child.
Pimiko took a moment to smile at her son/daughter/little sister.
The contract said none of them would ever again age a day. Ai would always be nine years old. She'd never know what it would be like to
be a woman. She'd remain a pure and innocent child forever.
"Okay. I'll admit that could work, and it might really help us get 'lots' of new servants for master after all. . . . Hmmm. Yuriko got me
thinking. Maybe we should also have a large group of off-site servants to help with the household's infrastructure. After all, we can't have
the mansion in a bubble. No matter how nice that would be."
"I don't think we can just contract everyone at the electric company."
"Maybe not. But once someone's contract, they're our sister and understand how important what we're doing is. They can then contract
someone else. And so on. For instance, contract a receptionist, then a middle man drone, then contract a secretary, and contract her
boss."
"Remember they have to consciously know it's a contract they're signing and we can't lie what it is."
"I remember. The point is, even if we just have five days to do, if we can bring some important or useful people into the fold before then,
we being doing master a GREAT service since it's not just by house keeping that we can serve master."
"But I wanna clean and tiddy up!" Ai said in total irony to what she'd have said when she was still Davis.
"Yes dear. But what Bachiko is saying that we can have other sisters who can do things to help the household, us, and the master besides
that."
"Okay." Ai nodded.
Of course, many were trained to not do something as foolish as sign a contract without reading it. So it was going to be a challenge. In
particular when they had just five days to create their horde for master.
"So our mission is still to contract as many people as possible before the five days are up." Pimiko said.
"Yep."
"Then let's start building up our 'horde.' "
"Yes." Kupochu grinned, feeling a powerful emotional high at the vision. Even if they had just five days to pull it off. Every cat girl maid was
another step to having 'lots' and they would all serve a common selfless cause.
So even as they drove they planned, taking it beyond what would be a small group of servants, and taking it farther to envision a
commune or town community.
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Yukiko had been reborn to be an eye candy cat girl maid and she was performing that purpose in life with absolute zeal as she jogged with
her twin, formerly her boyfriend. Her body continued to turn heads, and she felt proud of it.
Yuriko's maid outfit wasn't made for showing off her body like her twin or made for athletics like Miya, but it held up. Her glasses held on
easily.
They were certainly attraction attention, sadly it was mostly teenage boys and young men. However none were worried, none of them felt
worried. After all, their contract said they were protected from anyone (even the master) forcing themselves on them.
And the contract actually came with a hidden invisible (to prevent abuse) clause to give however tried a nasty surprise.
In fact, any that talked to them, Yukiko would just turn on the charm, while Yuriko turned on the legal babbles, and the befuddled human
would be singing a contract in no time. Yuriko felt proud of that idea, she WAS a lawyer after all, even if she now lived to serve her master.
Getting people to sign something without giving it a good think first was what lawyers did best (that a distorting facts, but that was
besides the point).
"Hey!" They turned to see a pudgy pimple faced lad with itchy contact lenses running towards them. He was huffing and puffing. He was
wearing a shirt with a bunch of anime girls on it, and had on short, and black shoes. "What-what con are you going to?"
"Con?" Miya asked back. Worried someone was onto their offer somehow being a 'con' job (not that they were false advertising.).
"Ya know, convention! I've gotta know! I've never seen costumes as detailed as yours!"
The three looked at each other. The geek could recognize they were cat girl maids even if he thought they were costumes? Miya guessed
he didn't considered cat girl maids outside his sphere of reality.
"There are going to be lots of cat girl maids where we're going." Yukiko whisper sultry in his ear.
"Uh, you're not really a guy are you?"
Yukiko blushed. "Dearie, I can promise you, I have never been, am not, and never will have an Y chromosome."
"Er, that's good to know." The geek stumbled.
No one was paying attention to them. After all, a geek talking to some ladies on the street? Weird, but none of their business.
"You wanna come with us?" Yukiko continued to turn on the charm. "I can see you want to. Like I said, we're going to have lots of cat girls
where we're going. And while it's members only, we're totally non-exclusive. All you need to do is sign, and poof, you're one of us. Done
and done. No payments of any kind."
Yukiko pulled a contract out from between her breasts and a pen from her dress and handed it to the geek. The geek looked over the
contract and asked.
"Am I going to have wear woman's clothes?" He asked after reading it over.
"Erm. Yes." Yuriko took over, "However you won't be identified as male. At all. And you won't be recognized as male. And all members are
of equal standing. And no, you are NOT being set up for humiliation or something like that. We take every member new or old as family.
It's part of the group charter. And we promise you'll look pretty."
The collage age geek laughed and signed. "Dudette. If you could EVER to get me to look pretty in cosplay, I'd like to see you try!"
"Not try. Do. And I'm certain you have on-line and real life friends who might want to join in too." Yuriko smiled. After all, what was a end-
user-agreement that most people clicked when downloading software other than a contract unto itself? Yuriko didn't know if online
versions of the contract would work. But if it did, and with a otaku as vector, they might be able to get their 'lots' of new maids for master
if it COULD work.
Conversion happened. And happened fast. Pimiko hadn't seen a change happen so fast. The geek lost several years until he was pudgy boy
of thirteen years old. Then the flab vanished and was replaced by toned muscle. The boy barely had time to comprehend what was
happening to him. The conversion to boy to girl and to cat girl was happening just as fast. His hair turned dark and long, taking on a bowl
cut. Hands and feet became dainty but covered with small scars. Her eyes turned a very dark shade of brown.
Then came the black triangle ears, short and concise, then a black cat tail. The eyes became yellow and feline. Then the changes got more
intense. Dark blue fur covered her entire body as her face became more feline, decidedly being the most 'anthro' of the lot.
Her cloths shifted and joined together, while having the low cut and fish nets of a typical cliche maid outfit with frills it also had, a
japanese school girl fuku look to it right out of Sailor Moon. That was when the samurai short sword and long sword appeared along her
waist. Feet became paws, hands became paded and with claws. She was more a humaniod feline than a human girl with cat parts added.
there were a couple tiny colored triangle 'tattoos' on her face fur that served no purpose other than decoration.
She stood for several seconds looking at them dumbly and blinked and shook her head looking at her surrounded as if she had just been
born.
She then fell to one knee and said. "I live to serve. To live is to serve, to serve is to live."
"Your name will be-" Yukiko started.
"I am Mew. I am a saurami school girl cat maid. I live to serve my master and my family and my household. I shall be the blade that will cut
down all that threaten the master's safety and yours."
"Mew?" Yukiko echoed back.
"Mew."
Not much imagination from who she used to be.
No one paid attention to what was clearly just some cosplayers role playing. Even if some people on the street should have seen the
change happen in front of them. The majority pretended they didn't so they didn't have to get involved in the weirdness and just continue
on with their lives. No news reporter or cop saw the change. And being so fast. Many could pretend they hadn't even seen it. And it was
normal anyway.
"Alright Mew. We're on our way to the gym to convert more of our family. You better come along."
"Hai!" She nodded at once.
"And will you hide those things? We don't want to get arrested for carrying around weapons in public." Yuriko said at once.
Mew just nodded and hide them. . .. down her dress. And like an anime character almost they just seemed to vanish into thin air.
Mew asked as they jogged, "So we are all slaves? Not that I really have a problem with serving master and household with all of you, but I
like to know where I stand."
Yuriko shook her head, "Not really. Since we're not property, we're not technically slaves. And we can still own our own property, slaves
can't. And it's not like we can bought or sold. It's a service contract. And technically speaking it is still a contract with the master
compelled by the Contract's power to obey his end of the agreement just like we're compelled by it's power to be family and serve him."
"Understood. I live to serve." She said and meaning every word.