Ty wondered to himself "I wonder what this thing can do about minds?"
Dustin's body grew back to its normal size, complete with his famous 11 inch cock.
"Thanks Ty, I promise I'll never be mean to you again! Really!"
Ty responded "Don't worry, I'll never let you. Now, I want you to clean my room as well as you can, and make it quick!".
Dustin exited the room for a second, and returned with the vacuum cleaner.
"Bu-bu-bu- How did you make me do that?" Dustin looked around at himself, wondering why was stood there, like a soldier waiting for commands. He could not move his feet, and he felt compelled to look directly into Ty's eyes...
"I've put a spell on you, you will listen too me, and you have no choice. I have also changed you so you will become incredibly aroused over being degraded, subservient, and from doing housework in general. You will make the perfect little maid, but before you start, I have something for you!" Ty held out his hand, and mysterious colored wisps, mainly black with a few white, appeared from out of the corners of the room. They converged in Ty's hand, forming a low cut french maid dress, complete with an apron, bows, thigh high stockings and a matching bra, and sensuous 5 inch black high heels, each with a silk ribbon bow on the top. "Now, put this on, dirty boy!", Ty said with a menacing grin.
Dustin suddenly found his clothes unbearably itchy and uncomfortable. He quickly stripped, a slight tingling of arousal in his crotch. Ty handed him the outfit, and he put it on slowly, swaying his hips seductively as he... wait, what?! Why was he doing that? He tried to stop, but it seemed so natural, so soft against his skin. As Dustin finished putting on the left high heel of his soon-to-be uniform, he realized he had no underwear. The thought entered his mind: "All the better to please my master with!"
Dustin stood up for inspection. His dress fit perfectly, with padding that gave him a hint of femininity on his chest and ass, as well as slimming his stomach and waist, making him appear softer. To many, his body would have appeared androgynous. The only revealing features were his face and hair, but that was soon to change.
Ty thought for a moment, and then started stroking Dustin's leg. Wherever he touched, the hair fell away, until eventually, all the leg hair was gone. Then, Ty reached both hands up his dress, one hand stroking his smoothing chest, whilst the other fondled the base of his pecker. Dustin was horrified, but could not move his body. He tried to tell Ty to get the fuck ff of him, but all that came out was a low moan. Besides, this wasn't so bad, was it? He felt his pleasure build - he was about to cum, and then Ty suddenly left him, giving him an awful case of blue balls.
Dustin's free will returned momentarily. "why did you do that, you pr... pr... prrrrriiiiiaahhh!!!" Dustin tried hard to call his brother a prick, but just couldn't say the word.
Smugly, Ty said "Naughty boy, we can't have you being rude to your master, can we? Now, what should your punishment be?".