I moved through the world, ghosting to the house that they loved in. I planted the idea that Robin needed to work into her parents brains, then gave the suggestion to work at the new rich dudes house, who was hiring. This done, I returned to my mansion and waited. She would arrive soon. As I waited, I wondered how I would go about this. An immediate change, assisted by pleasure or would I draw it out.
No, I thought as I smirked to myself, I would drag this out, make her feel every inch. Watching her slowly fall from humanity into my servitude as my maid would be immensely entertaining, as well as arousing. My cove of mermaids, my maid collection, what else should I posses? Oh it was good to be me.
"Buzz" the ringer rang. I disguised myself as an old butler as I opened the door.