![]() It was complete with a small frilly cap that would be pinned on a wig of long blonde ringlets. Sarah instructed me on how to roll up my stockings and put on a bra, which she stuffed with balloons filled with water. I wonder just how I will be rewarded for turning you into a perfect housemaid." Now, I once again have my very own living Barbie doll. "I haven't had fun like this since I was a teenager and used to make up my little brother, Jennifer. As Sarah continued to playfully paint my face we both were aware of an intimacy being shared by my emergence into femininity. Needless to say, she was enjoying my transformation immensely. In fact, my mouth looked like it was made only for sucking. My eyes became doe-like and my mouth luxuriously pouty. However, her expertise in the use of cosmetics pushed the envelope further. That alone was enough to give me a very womanly appearance. Sitting before the vanity Sarah began to pluck my eyebrows until all that was left were two thin arches. I applied hair-removing lotion to my face, which gave me a smooth almost child-like look. I was taken to the large upstairs bathroom where I was given a razor and instructions to shave my legs and the few hairs on my chest. The blood rushed back into my hands and feet as Sarah loosened the rope. Now untie Jennifer and show her to her new room in the servants' quarters." ![]() I expect to see you both looking beautiful in your new maid outfits that I bought today. I will call for you both in three hours down in the main living room for inspection. There will be bonuses for you regarding her successful transition. You know how I like to see my help look as pretty as possible, especially around my guests. Your new duties, Sarah are to see that she becomes as efficient and as femininely demure as you are. She is to help you keep our, I mean, my house sparkling clean. Who you see before you is the new housemaid and your assistant, Jennifer. He is no longer my husband, he is my employee. A new arrangement between my husband and I has been made. "As you can plainly see, Sarah, a change of status has occurred here. "What is going on here, Ma'am? Why is Mr. Do you have something to say?" Vanessa asked directly. However, quickly recognizing the unusual scene in front of her she blushed. Placing the contract by my hand I signed it with great difficulty struggling against the tight reinforcement of the rope.Īt this point she buzzed for our maid, Sarah.Įfficiently as ever, Sarah promptly showed up at the door and curtsied as we've come to expect. I was to conduct and present myself in as feminine a manner as possible. I was to immediately follow all requests made by my wife, who would now be my employer. During this week I would relinquish myself of being her husband. The contract required me to be her personal maid for a period of a week. ![]() This time, however, I was determined not to be the one who backed out first. As the owner and president of a major medical supply company I felt a bit too revealed. Though I was extremely excited by fucking my wife in the most public of places I was sure that we were only seconds away from being arrested for indecent exposure. I caved in first during our most recent and very public adventures. We've always enjoyed playing the game of "chicken" with our erotic escapades, seeing just who could go the furthest before the other reined things back in. Are you game, husband?"īoth my wife and I are highly imaginative with our sex and gender play. However, I'd like to see just how far we might take this adventure. And besides, if you ever want to back out of this predicament I will respect and immediately stop when you voice the safety phrase we've chosen. I'm sure that our maid, Sarah, could use an assistant to help her keep this house clean. "I know that I plan to take full advantage of turning you into my very own submissive and dedicated personal maid. "I think we both know just how much fun this could be," she said seductively while holding my chin in her hand. I watched tentatively as my wife, Vanessa circled my chair like a shark. The ball-gag in my mouth was surrounded by my freshly painted lips. I sat tightly bound to my chair wearing only a pair of panties and a bra. The story may not be reproduced without permission of the author…little old me! So, if you are underage or highly sensitive to transgender or erotic materials leave now. This story does contain 'randy' material in some places. ![]()
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