SRU: Maid for two

by Anonymous

 

I had my doubts about it. I knew Annie would, too. But it had always been my fantasy, and she had finally relented! There was one condition, though. I had to buy the costume. She knew how embarrassed I was going into lingerie stores, and it was six months from Halloween. So, if I overcame my embarrassment, she would, too. That was the deal.

And there I stood in the mall, looking at the lingerie store, trying to work up my courage to go in. I'd already perused the Radio shack and the music store. I'd bought a couple of things just so I didn't look like that was my only stop. What guy goes to a lingerie store, anyway? I didn't want anyone to think I was a crossdresser or anything.

I looked around some more, and spotted a store I hadn't seen before. Spells R' Us. Hm. I decided to give it a look. The sign was glittery and weird, and the window had a picture of a wizard on it. For a moment, it looked like the picture was looking at me. It was really excellent artwork!

I stepped inside and started looking around. There were all sorts of bits of jewelry, potions, bottles, but then I found it! The costume rack!

I gasped and started looking through it. They were all women's costumes, but I hadn't thought about it at the time. The first few were very goth dresses, then there were nurse costumes, a princess costume, a ballerina, a lot of cheerleaders, an Alice in Wonderland dress, and then, finally, the french maids! The first one I looked at was pretty basic, just a dress with a white thing on the front, but they started to get more elaborate the farther back I went. Finally, I found the one that my own little person thought was perfect. It was black satin with a frilly lace apron, and a low-cut neckline. The bust was a little big for Annie, but she could sew, so I wasn't too worried. It also came with a white petticoat, and a little plastic package with all the lingerie. It was perfect!

"That's the one you want?" said a voice behind me. I jumped and turned to see an old man dressed like the wizard in front of the store.

"Yes, it's, uh, er… for my wife."

"Of course it is," said the wizard. "It's fifty-five dollars."

"Really?! I'll take it!" I said. The costumes I looked at online weren't half this nice and cost even more. I paid the man excitedly.

"There is a warning, though," said the old man, "Don't put the costume on yourself. You will be tempted, but just don't."

"I'm not a crossdresser!" I said, a little sharply.

"It doesn't matter. Just remember my warning."

 

I got home about an hour before Annie would. She was a saleswoman at a retail store, so her hours were always a little off. It paid the bills, though. Anyway, I got home and went straight to the bedroom. I took off my work clothes to change into something more comfortable, loosening my tie and unbuttoning my shirt. I looked at the costume on the bed, and smiled. I felt myself stiffening just thinking about Annie all dolled up in that frilly thing! I took off my pants, and reached for the plastic bag of lingerie.

She had such killer legs, and to see them leading up into that frilly skirt, god it would be heaven! I opened the bag, and took off my boxers. And these thigh-highs, these will look great on those nice trim calves of hers, maybe with some high heels! I was rock-hard just thinking about it as I rolled the white stockings up my legs. They felt good. Then I slid the white, ruffled panties up my legs, and felt them caressing my calves, then my thighs, then they slid up over my butt encasing me in delicious lace.

That was when I snapped out of it and realized what I was doing! I was standing there in frilly panties and white stockings! I blinked and shook my head. What was I doing? I reached down to take off the panties, but all my hands did were straighten them. I reached for the stockings, and just pulled them up higher, bringing them to mid-thigh. What was I doing? What was wrong with me?

"What am I doing?" I said aloud, looking down at my hands. Something was different. I looked at my left hand and it seemed… smaller. My nails seemed longer, my fingers finer and more slender. Then I noticed my right hand had grabbed something else from the bag, and my left hand helped it pull a black satin corset up to my body. This one laced up the back, so I didn't know how I was going to put it on, but as soon as it was in place, I felt the laces tighten by themselves! I was frightened, terrified, but I couldn't bring myself to scream or even move. Something inside me was also turned on, incredibly turned on! I looked down at the bulge in my panties, and it felt smaller than it should. It was hard to see past the protruding empty cups of the corset, but that would change. I felt rock-hard, but it looked different. As I was looking down, I felt a tingle go through my nipples, and I watched them puff up suddenly. The hair on my chest vanished, and my breasts began inflating like balloons. It thrilled me, filled me with warm sensations that I'd never imagined! I felt my rock-hard erection change, and my arousal became something deeper, more powerful, internal. I gingerly reached down and confirmed that my manhood was gone.

My new breasts kept expanding until they filled the corset, and then even more, straining against it, and I felt the whole thing constricting me even more. I was standing up perfectly straight. I turned to look in the mirror, and saw my head on an incredibly buxom female body. My jaw dropped, and I reached up, cupping my breasts in my delicate new hands. It felt electric. I moaned, and the voice that came out was not my own.

I watched as my hair grew longer, and my face softened, becoming rounder, younger, and more feminine. The hair came down to my shoulders, and then to the middle of my back, lightening, and becoming dirty blonde. I immediately grabbed my hair and began to brush it, style it, using Annie's tools, and in a little while I had an elaborate bun on the top of my head, held in place by one of those little maid-caps.

I went back to the costume, and slid some long, silky white gloves up my arms. They came up to my elbows! I looked and felt so feminine! Turning to face the mirror, I was again aroused by my own reflection! I wanted to touch my beautiful new body, but the rest of the costume awaited! I cupped my breasts again on the way back, and received another wave of pleasure. God, they were so sensitive! And the silk gloves on my skin made me shiver with delight!

I picked up the white petticoat, and stepped into it, zipping it up in the back, and reveling in the frills. It stuck out so straight, it was practically a tutu! Then, at long last, came the dress. I pulled it over my head, sliding my silky arms through the short, puffy sleeves, and letting the skirt settle on the outstretched petticoat. The back zipped itself up, and I looked down at the chasm of cleavage created by the corset. Finally, I went to Annie's closet, and picked out a pair of black heels. I stepped into them, and my dainty new feet fit perfectly into her four-inch pumps.

Walking around, I felt the swish of the dress, and the petticoats brushing my legs. I was completely aroused, but every time I reached to play with myself, I just smoothed out the dress. My mind had changed, too. I didn't feel panicked, I felt… natural.

Looking in the mirror, I saw the perfect French Maid! I would have died a happy man had I been able to have that woman… but, I did have that woman. I was that woman. Every inch of sexy leg, and every bit of bouncing breast was me! I was a woman, and a sexy, irresistible woman in the most gorgeous of costumes.

I found that I didn't want to take the costume off. I didn't want to change back. I stared at myself for some time, and then a thought struck me.

"I wonder if this thing will transform Annie, too."

Instantly, I began to undress, and somehow the clothes were coming off with no resistance. Soon, I had the whole costume perfectly put back where it was. I wanted to wear it again, but to see Annie in it… I shuddered just thinking about it. I put the costume on the bed, and went to go hide in the closet.

We had a walk-in, and it was perfect for hiding in, and hiding things in. Once I got inside, I slipped around to her side and was about to duck between her dresses when I saw my present! She'd bought one! That scheming little vixen, she had been teasing me! There in the back, hidden from view, and hidden from me unless I were trying to hide, was her own french maid costume! It was nothing compared to the one I'd bought, but it was pretty nice in its own right.

I It didn't have an apron, but it had white frills down the skirt, a petticoat, and a low-cut neckline. I squealed with delight, and bit my lip with excitement! What a fantasy! Having Annie as a french maid, and making love to her as a french maid. I was so turned on, I had to wipe myself down in the bathroom before I changed.

I grabbed some of her panties, and found a pair of black fishnets. I went without a bra, and zipped the petticoat in place. I lowered the new dress down and shivered with its satiny touch. As soon as I'd finished, I found another pair of black heels, this time only three inches, and stepped into them. I was lying in wait, giggling girlishly as I waited. By now it wasn't long before I heard the front door open. I listened as she threw the keys onto the table next to the door, and went upstairs. She stopped at the door, calling for me. I suppressed a giggle as she walked into the bedroom.

She gasped when she saw the costume. "He actually did it," she said. I watched her face go from shock to a warm smile. "I didn't think he'd have the balls."

Of course, I didn't anymore.

She looked at the maid's dress with fascination, and after a moment, shook her head. She started to undress. It was working!

I watched, totally aroused, as she worked the stockings up her legs, put on the frilly panties, the corset. She didn't even seem to notice it lace itself up. Or if she did, she was smiling too much to notice. Then, she slipped on the gloves, and gasped. Her breasts had started inflating, and soon filled and strained the corset like mine had. I was trying so hard not to moan, I was so turned on by her transformation. But I had to wait for the transformation to be complete!

She put on the petticoat, still shocked about her breasts, and then pulled on the maid's dress. She stepped into the high heels I'd left in there, and turned to look at herself in the mirror. Her face changed, and I fell completely in love with her all over again. She looked younger, too, more beautiful than ever! I watched as she touched her own breasts and moaned.

I stepped out of the closet, and she gasped in surprise when she saw me, but I could tell by her face that she was just as aroused as I was. I walked towards her, clad almost as sexily as she was, and for a moment, we just stared at each other. I could take it no longer, I pulled her close, mashing our breasts and petticoats together, and we both moaned with desire while I kissed her deeply.

"Mistress!" she said with a gasp after I released her from the kiss. I almost came right there, as she reached up under the petticoat and touched me. I sort of fell forward onto her, dizzy from so much arousal, and finally she lowered me to the bed, and removed my panties. I felt her silk-encased hands trail up and down my inner thigh, and finally, I felt her mouth on my new sex, and I exploded! I'd never felt any sexual experience like that, and my whole body convulsed. Internal muscles spasmed and trembled in ecstacy as I felt my first female orgasm. But certainly not the last.

I woke up, still in the costume, with my wife in the lingerie next to me. The petticoat had been removed, though, and so had her panties. She was sort of sleeping, her legs wrapped around my thigh. I couldn't stop myself, and I started touching her, and she moaned in her sleep. I played with her until she woke up in an orgasm, and threw herself on top of me.

"Good morning, Mistress," she said to me. "How may I serve you?" she asked demurely, lowering her head. She started kissing my chest, and I felt my new anatomy tingling again. But I needed food, and she probably did, too.

"How about some breakfast," I said sweetly.

"You could have me for breakfast, Mistress."

I couldn't say no to that. We had to settle for brunch, and even though I lost my job because I didn't come in for three days, I was able to work at the same store that my wife did. Although, we need to work in different departments. Otherwise, we take REALLY long lunch breaks.

  

  

  

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