*DING-DONG!* Caroline waited patiently at the door, taking in his surroundings. The house – or more accurately, the mansion – was enormous, three stories tall, and centered on a huge property with a lavish garden and an impressive fountain. Before getting this job, he couldn’t have ever imagined going inside a place like this. Now, it was a daily occurrence. About a minute later the door opened and a 40-something man with short brown hair and a slender body emerged, “Hello, uh…” Mr Davidson?” Caroline replied, noticing that the man hadn’t taken his eyes off his visitor’s bust. “I’m Caroline, with the private maid service you ordered.” “Oh, you’re early,” he said, still entranced, as he gestured for her to enter.
Two months ago, Carl had been out drinking with friends when he mentioned how hard it was being unemployed. Overhearing their conversation, a man came over and introduced himself as a scientist searching for a volunteer looking for extra cash. Unsure but desperate, and a little inebriated at the time, Carl agreed and showed up the next morning waiting to see what weird invention he’d be a guinea pig for. When he was injected with a strange serum, he had no idea what was going to happen. Blacking out, he awoke a few days later inside a cell in a strange, unfamiliar body. Gone were his masculine features, his muscles, and his dick. His body was now weak, feminine, and sexy. Shocked and terrified at what had happened to him, the scientist explained that he had tricked him and that he was now the perfect wife. He would be bound to his service forever, cleaning and performing any sexual request he desired. And for a couple of days, it worked. Carl, now going by the name Caroline, found his new body perfectly suited for his new role. He found great pleasure in cleaning around the house, and even more importantly, acting as a submissive slave for his new master. However, he never stopped thinking of a way to escape: and after draining his captor’s cock with his mouth for the umpteenth time, he grabbed his balls and squeezed as hard as he could, taking the opportunity to escape into the street.
Carl tried for a while to settle back into his old life, but it was impossible: his older body was constantly getting ogled at, and he still felt the compulsion to clean, and to have cock inside of him. Plus, he still needed money like before. The maid job was the perfect solution – he would cleanhouses for a premium fee, and even make a little extra on the side with his male customers. It turned out the transformation wasn’t so bad after all. “Your home is very elegant,” Carl said, leaning back on the door to let Mr Davidson get a good look at his assets. “Is Mrs. Davidson home?” No, she’s currently on holiday in Hawaii.” the man said, his cock stiffening in his pants. Carl knew that he should wait a little longer before getting too sexual, but it had been a while since his last session. “Well, Mr. Davidson, I’d be happy to start with the bedroom. Would you like to join me?”As the sun began to set hours later Carl wiped the cum from his mouth as a very satisfied Mr Davidson laid back on the couch. He hadn’t gotten any cleaning done today, but he was sure the master didn’t mind. “See you this time next week, Mr Davidson?”
