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"I'm very disappointed in you both," says Mistress Laurie. She produces a mirror from nowhere and holds it up so you can see yourself. Your maid's dress is shimmery, and a little sparkly. There's frilly lace on every edge and trim. There are so many petticoats, the skirt sticks out a full foot from your slim, cinched waist. She angles the mirror and lowers it so you can see your own thong, which is clearly visible if your skirt so much as flutters slightly. Your boobs stick out almost as much, but are restrained by the corset. On your face is so much makeup you almost can't believe it. Your lips are covered in shiny gloss, your cheeks are rosy, and there's so much eyeshadow you almost look like a raccoon. She pans the mirror over to Britney, whose makeup is running from the tears. She keeps trying to fight, but quickly finds her hands bound together by fuzzy handcuffs.
"Well, this ought to teach you both a lesson. Now, I honestly can't predict what else might happen if you keep defying me. So you'd better be on your best behavior. I expect my bath in twenty minutes." With that, she walks away.
You look over at Britney. She shakes her handcuffed arms uselessly, but defiantly. All of a sudden, a chain appears linking her handcuffs to your other leg.
"I'm so sorry," you say. She hobbles over to you and you embrace her to comfort her. Once Britney calms herself, you begin carefully leading her to Mistress Laurie's bath room, which turns out to be a huge, marble room with a large circular tub in the middle. You turn on the water, and carefully remove your lace gloves to check the temperature. Once it's hot, but not too hot, Britney adds the bubble bath, and some scented oils. As soon as they hit the water, the chains vanish and your boobs start shrinking. They go down at least a cup size. Britney hobbles off in search of a scrub brush, and as she does, the ball gag vanishes and her ballet heels shrink down to normal high heels again. The handcuffs vanish, but the collar remains. You find your changes don't reverse so quickly. Your skirt is still insanely poofy, your breasts far too big, and your ballet heels only drop to 6 inch heels. Apparently, Mistress Laurie is really mad at you. You check your reflection in the mirror and see that your makeup is a lot less extreme, but still on the slutty side. Finally, Mistress Laurie enters in a bathrobe and smiles at her slaves.
"I'm pleased," she says. You feel your breasts shrink again, and the corset adjusts in response. Britney's hobbly skirt loosens, but it's still very tight and constricting.
"Thank you, Mistress," you say, bowing your head.
"Curtsy for me, both of you," she says. You look at Britney, who is already trying her best to curtsy in her tight dress. You curtsy, grabbing a ridiculous amount of petticoats in order to do so. Once you do, your breasts shrink down to normal, non-porn star proportions, and your skirt loses some if it's poof.
"Good girls," she says, smiling. "Now, Britney will scrub my back and Missy will rinse."
Your mistress disrobes, and you look upon one of the most beautiful naked women you have ever seen. Her curves are perfect, her breasts are large, but not oversized, and firm. She is almost completely hairless from the neck down, and her body moves with godlike grace. You find yourself mesmerized by her body, almost drooling in love and lust for the perfect female form. She lowers herself into the water slowly, smiling and letting out little moans of pleasure along the way. You don't even realize your clothes shifting back to normal until the corset is gone and you breathe in a gasp. Mistress Laurie winks at you. She sits down in the water, he breasts floating freely in the fragrant bubbles. You find yourself completely aroused in your new female body. You feel hot wetness between your legs and your pointy nipples make you shiver as the satin runs over them.
Looking over at Britney, she is clearly just as mesmerized. Her uniform is back to normal as well, and she looks like she's ready to jump in the water with her mistress. Britney's a lesbian, you ask yourself. Or is it just that Mistress is so beautiful. You wonder if this is the reward side of the equation, when Mistress Laurie clears her throat intently, signaling you to start your work.
After cleaning your mistress from top to bottom, lustful for her amazing body, her skin, her breasts, she rises from the water. Immediately, Britney fetches a towel. You stand, again transfixed by her beauty.
"Missy," she says sweetly,"Fetch my robe."
"Yes, Mistress," you say, and feel an incredible tingle of pleasure as you retrieve her robe from where she left it.
"Very good, my sweets," she says. Her approval makes both of you blush. "You can consider yourselves off for the night. I'm going to my room. If I need one of you... Oh, never mind. Just enjoy yourselves."
You both bow your heads and walk out of the bathroom.
Written by Anon
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