<span “=””>”How many times do I have to tell you to clean your
<span “=””>room?!”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>Kevin’s mother stood in the doorway looking very
<span “=””>upset.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”If I have to tell you one
<span “=””>more time, you’ll regret it.”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”OK,” said Kevin.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>The usual response. He sat at his computer,
<span “=””>talking to his girlfriend, Laura. He spent nearly all of
<span “=””>his time there, talking to her. Kevin didn’t have time
<span “=””>for things like cleaning his room.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>His mother stormed back into his room “I MEAN IT!”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>He tried his best to calm her.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”NO! IF IT”S NOT DONE BY TOMORROW
<span “=””>MORNING YOU”LL BE SORRY!”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”OK I’ll do it.”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>She stormed out of the house, off to work. He
<span “=””>sat there talking to Laura, enjoying her. He never
<span “=””>bothered to clean his room.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>Kevin went to bed that night with no worries,
<span “=””>forgetting what his mother had said. Morning arrives.
<span “=””>The sun shines bright. Kevin lies in his bed, sound
<span “=””>asleep. Suddenly he is being dragged from bed by his
<span “=””>mother.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”You didn’t clean your room. Get dressed!”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>He stumbles out of bed.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”Huh…what?”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”Get dressed right now!!” His mother is furious.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>He dresses and walks into the living room. She is
<span “=””>standing there waiting for him. She walks out the garage
<span “=””>door and steps into the car.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”Get in.”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>Kevin gets into the car, wondering what is going on.
<span “=””>They drive and drive and drive for what seems like
<span “=””>hours. Neither of them say a word. He grows nervous
<span “=””>as he watches the scenery change. Finally they arrive at a
<span “=””>big white dome-shaped building. She gets out and he
<span “=””>follows her into the building. They enter into what looks
<span “=””>like a waiting area. Behind a large counter is a woman
<span “=””>in a bright pink blouse. She smiles and greets them,
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”Welcome Mrs. Musselman.”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>The receptionist hands her a clipboard. “Just sign here.”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>Kevins mother takes the clipboard and signs, handing
<span “=””>it back to the woman.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”Thank you, we’ll start right away. You can return for
<span “=””>pickup when we call. It may be a few days.”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”OK thanks.”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>As she walks out, Kevin asks what exactly is going on.
<span “=””>He starts to leave with his mother but is stopped by the
<span “=””>woman.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”Oh no, dear, you’re staying here.”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>Two men in white robes come out of a set of large double
<span “=””>doors. They take Kevin and lead him through the
<span “=””>doors. He is given a shot in the neck, and everything
<span “=””>starts to go black.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>When Kevin awakes he is strapped to a large vertical
<span “=””>lab table. He sees blurry images of people around him.
<span “=””>When everything comes into focus, he can see a woman
<span “=””>standing before him. In her hands is a clipboard. She
<span “=””>smiles as he stirs to consciousness.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”Subject?”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”Musselman, Kevin,” answers a man in a lab coat.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”Ah. Well, hello Kevin.”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”Ugh….”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”I know, you are wondering what’s going on. Well let
<span “=””>me explain. You are at the Female Amazons Medical
<span “=””>Institute. The Female Amazons are a small but growing
<span “=””>organization of women with a common belief. We
<span “=””>believe that the male race is inferior, and should serve
<span “=””>females.”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>Kevin starts to feel very nervous about the situation.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”Your mother found out about us and joined our cause.
<span “=””>She told us about your laziness, and we told her we
<span “=””>know just how to handle that. I understand you
<span “=””>disobeyed her and didn’t clean your room. Well you’re
<span “=””>going to from now on.”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>She moves closer to Kevin, looking at the clipboard.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”We make males into what we believe they should be,
<span “=””>servants. Your mother has filled out the list of all she
<span “=””>wants done to you.”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”You people are sick, you can’t do anything to me!”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”Oh, I’m afraid that isn’t so. Let me show you
<span “=””>something. Tina! Tine, come!”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>The secretary in the pink blouse walks in, smiling.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”Yes ma’am?”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”Now Kevin, take a look at Tina, our secretary. Tina
<span “=””>used to be a man, a lot like yourself, named Tim. Tim
<span “=””>was my boyfriend, but he cheated on me. So to get
<span “=””>revenge, we made him the first to receive our treatment.
<span “=””>Now he is Tina, this bright, cheery model of femininity.
<span “=””>He went from being a lazy male to a very happy young
<span “=””>woman, all because of us.” Tina smiles.
<span “=””>”I would like to show you a few things concerning the
<span “=””>treatment. Isn’t Tina’s outfit just adorable?”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>Tina wears a bright pink blouse and skirt, white hosiery
<span “=””>and painfully high pink heels.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”I believe it truly shows her femininity.”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>Indeed it does, her body is very curved and perfectly
<span “=””>shape in all the right ways. Her large 40D breasts give
<span “=””>way to a 30″ waist and then 34″ hips. Her legs are very
<span “=””>shapely in her hose and heels as well.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”I can assure you, Tim looked nothing like this! A man
<span “=””>could only dream of a body like this. Now he…she has it.
<span “=””>And as for that delightfully feminine outfit, well, she
<span “=””>hasn’t taken it off for awhile. She is permanently in that
<span “=””>outfit. Poor girl can’t even take off those
<span “=””>heels, but she’s gotten used to them, haven’t you Tina?”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”Yes Ma’am.”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”Tina, turn around.” Tina turns around, obeying.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”Pull your skirt up Tina.” Tina reaches back and pulls up
<span “=””>her skirt, showing her ass.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>Through her fine white pantyhose, permanently on her,
<span “=””>Michael can see letters branded into her ass. It reads:
<span “=””>Property of FAMI Model: 02567ST.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”Do you see that Kevin? Well your ass is going to say
<span “=””>the same thing, only you aren’t going to be a secretary.
<span “=””>Since you couldn’t handle the responsibility of
<span “=””>cleaning, we are going to make sure you can. Youre
<span “=””>going to be a pretty little maid.”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”Oh god! No! Please don’t do this to me,” pleads
<span “=””>Kevin.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”Oh yes, we are going to. Don’t worry, you’ll learn to
<span “=””>love your new self.”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>Kevin begins to cry, sobbing, and begging them not to.
<span “=””>He doesn’t want to become like Tina.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”PLEASE!! PLEEEASE!! DON’T DO IT TO ME
<span “=””>PLEASE!”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”Your mother has chosen your measurements and your
<span “=””>uniform. It’s so pretty and lacy. It’s going to look great
<span “=””>on your 36C-24″-32″ body. She’s also ordered that you
<span “=””>wear microfiber opaque white tights and heeled mary janes.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>She brings her fingers up to Kevins wet cheek and
<span “=””>says, “Seeya in a few days, and don’t worry, you’ll love
<span “=””>what we do. You’ll love serving as a maid.”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>As she finishes talking, he is given another shot, and he
<span “=””>drifts off into a sedated darkness, never to awake the
<span “=””>same again.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>The darkness fades slowly. Kevin feels himself being
<span “=””>brought out of his sedation. He feels strange. His mind
<span “=””>is fuzzy and his body feels alien to him. Suddenly he
<span “=””>remembers where he is. He tries to scream out for help,
<span “=””>but he cant, its like his brain isnt letting him. He realizes he can’t make a single
<span “=””>noise at all. His head is locked in place, so he cannot
<span “=””>look at himself.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>He feels weight on his chest like he never had before.
<span “=””>He can feel cool air on his legs. Also he feels something
<span “=””>around his legs that he has never felt before, softly
<span “=””>caressing him. He can feel it all the way up to
<span “=””>his waist, and he knows what it is. He is wearing
<span “=””>tights!! They feel….surprisingly good, he thinks. He
<span “=””>feels odd, liking the feeling of nylon. He feels ruffles of
<span “=””>sweet, silky lace on him, on what he knows is a dress,
<span “=””>and he feels good. He likes it. His feet feel so much
<span “=””>different in the maryjanes, but as he regains consciousness, he
<span “=””>realizes he does like it.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>He sees the woman standing there. She smiles and says,
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”Ah yes, excellent. Good Morning.” She laughs softly
<span “=””>and then continues. “It’s so very nice to see you, Krissy.”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>She turns to a man in a lab coat.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”Is she ready?”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”Yes ma’am.”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”Very good, release her.”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>Several men gather around Kevin and release the
<span “=””>restraints. He stumbles down off the step of the vertical
<span “=””>table, unable to move like he used to. The heels are so
<span “=””>high they force him to stand practically on his tip toes.
<span “=””>He has to move in small, precise steps. As he looks at
<span “=””>his body, he wishes he could scream. He is wearing 1″ heeled black maryjanes, white tights, a very
<span “=””>short maids dress with puffy sleeves that end
<span “=””>just at the beginning of his arm. The sleeves are
<span “=””>surrounded by pretty white lace, and he wears a lacy
<span “=””>white maids apron. His dress flares out almost
<span “=””>horizontally from the petticoats he has been put into.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>The dress is very short, and even shorter with the
<span “=””>petticoats. The slightest bend or movement in the wrong
<span “=””>way shows his ass and sexlessly smooth crotch.
<span “=””>The neck of the dress is very low cut, revealing his
<span “=””>cleavage in a seductive kind of way. They bring a full
<span “=””>length mirror, and he sees for the first time his full
<span “=””>body. His body is extremely feminine, with not a trace
<span “=””>of male anywhere. His arms are small and female, his
<span “=””>body curved and shaped in all the right ways. His legs
<span “=””>look breathtaking in their nylon embrace. He looks
<span “=””>just like a very busty maid. He sees his face and if he
<span “=””>could he would gasp.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>He see that his hair is long and feminine.
<span “=””>On his head is a white maids cap. As he looks at
<span “=””>himself he realizes he is now what they have made him
<span “=””>into, a maid.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>The woman smiles and begins to speak.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”Congratulations! Now before your owner comes to pick
<span “=””>you up, we want to explain a few things. Your new
<span “=””>body is permanent, it cannot be altered or changed in
<span “=””>any way. The woman you see in the mirror is what you
<span “=””>will always see. Your clothes cannot be removed, and
<span “=””>they will never rip, tear, or run. You no longer have a male voice, or any way to produce male vocal sounds. Implanted
<span “=””>into your mind are all the things you will need from etiquette to your new sissy voice. All the
<span “=””>ways you should act when sitting, standing,, and
<span “=””>walking. They will all be feminine now. Also because
<span “=””>you have no way to speak back, you are to reply with a simple yes
<span “=””>Tina walks in and says, “Mrs. Musselman is here for
<span “=””>pickup.”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”OK, we will just be a moment.” She turns back to
<span “=””>Kevin. “Now that your new place is understood, you
<span “=””>will have to receive a new name, because let’s face it, no
<span “=””>man would look like that. So your new name is
<span “=””>Krissy, and that is the name you will respond to. Bend
<span “=””>over and look at your ass, Krissy.”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>Krissy does as she is told. On her ass, through her
<span “=””>tights, can be seen a branding that reads: Property
<span “=””>of C. Musselman, Proud member of FAMI Model:
<span “=””>027381MD. Krissy realizes that this is her new life. She
<span “=””>is a female, and she is a maid.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>Mrs. Musselman walks in and laughs. She thanks the
<span “=””>women and then says,
<span “=””>
<span “=””>”Come, Krissy.”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>Krissy obediently comes, moving very effeminately. Her
<span “=””>heels click on the floor and her dress swishes as she
<span “=””>walks. She is led out to the car, and they start for home.
<span “=””>Mrs. Musselman tells Krissy all about her
<span “=””>responsibilities and what is expected of her. She is told
<span “=””>that if she is not satisfactory then she will be spanked.
<span “=””>Since she is inferior, she deserves the punishment of a
<span “=””>little girl. All during the ride Krissy listens
<span “=””>and understands. She accepts her new life and her
<span “=””>orders.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>When they get home, Krissy is shown her room. What
<span “=””>used to be Kevins room is now the maid’s quarters.
<span “=””>The room is pink and white and filled with delicious
<span “=””>feminine things. She is told if the maid’s quarters are
<span “=””>not kept clean at all times she will be punished. Krissy
<span “=””>turns to her owner and in a single action that shows her
<span “=””>acceptance, she curtsies and says yes in the cutest girliest voice.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>Mrs. Musselman laughs and says, “Ah yes very good.
<span “=””>Now Krissy, I want you to greet guests with that pretty little curtsy of yours. For
<span “=””>now though, you will start your daily cleaning duties.
<span “=””>Begin with my toilet Krissy.”
<span “=””>
<span “=””>Krissy curtsies deeply and then goes to complete her
<span “=””>duties.
<span “=””>
<span “=””>Krissy has been a very good maid and she understands
<span “=””>her place and accepts it. She was once inferior, but now
<span “=””>she is a spectacle of beautiful femininity, and she will
<span “=””>spend her entire life in service to her owner, once her
<span “=””>mother. She has been wonderfully re-maid into a pretty,
<span “=””>submissive, maid….forever.