Img source: https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/99391332
Artist: あきとかげ
Naming these is so refreshingly easy. I've also managed to come up with a decent name for this little series, "Maid For His Mansion".
Maid For His Mansion series: Series page
1: TG Cap: Maid To Submit
2: >TG Cap: Maid To Milk<
3: TG Cap: Maid To Fantasise
Slowly and quietly, Clive trudges further through the snow, towards the mansion ahead. He sees a small side building, which is probably where he would have to sleep as to not be discovered. Before that though, he is hungry.
Reaching the front door, he presses his palm against the keyhole and reaches in with his telekinesis. With a few soft clicks, the door opens. He quickly steps in and closes the door behind him.
Looking around, he can see several doors to other rooms, and by instinct he picks one to his right. He silently creeps towards and opens it, and as he had hoped, finds a large kitchen.
As he glances through the kitchen, the fridges quickly catch his eye. They were probably broken like most machines and electronics, but unlike many other appliances, a fridge could still be useful regardless.
As he opens the first fridge, he immediately feels cold air falling out, though the light doesn't turn on. It was filled with food, kept cold by a large block of ice on the top tray.
"Ahh... perfect." Before he could find something to eat though, he heard a voice from behind.
"And here I thought one of my girls was trying to break out. This is a welcome surprise though."
Clive rapidly turns around. A cocky looking blonde man has appeared behind him. He wanted to immediately run out, but a girl dressed like a maid was standing in front of the door, so he instead switches gears.
"S-sorry for entering like this sir. I knocked, but nobody answered. Mind if I stay the night? My name is Clive by the way."
The man smiles. "Of course~ Stay as many nights as you want~ Marie, would you make him something quick to eat."
The maid nods slightly and walks towards the fridge. As she walks past Clive and gives him a serious warning look in an attempt to tell him to run away.
But Clive doesn't notice it, and grins slightly, things seemed to be taking a positive turn for him despite him being discovered.
His thoughts are quickly corrected though, as the man puts his hand onto his chest. An intense, pleasurable tingling sensation quickly flowed into his chest, causing a pair of breasts to swell into existence.
"A~hnn~ h-huh??" Surprised by the incredible feeling and even more by his suddenly girly voice, he looks down, and is met by two breasts hanging off his chest.
The man moves his hand onto Clive's shoulder, then put his other hand onto his leg, then one on his face, as one by one he squeezed every part of his body, moulding it into a womanly shape with his magic.
By the end, _her_ body was almost completely unrecognisable, and her clothes could only barely fit on her body.
"... You bastard! How the hell did you even!-" Realising how she was practically helpless against the powerful mage, she quickly went silent.
"That's what I thought... Marie will get you a uniform and show you where you sleep after you've eaten. I'll figure out a new name for you when you begin tomorrow."
Derek then walks out of the room, leaving the new maid alone with her colleague.
A few moments later, Marie, the other maid walks up to Clive with a simple grilled ham sandwich.
"I'm so sorry about that... F-for the most part, you'll eventually get used to it. Most of us do at least."
"Get used to it!? How the hell is a man supposed to get used to- ... any of this!"
Angrily, she gestures down at her body and clutches one of her tits. "m-mhm~..." She blushes at her involuntary moan. She then feels something strange though, and takes her hand off her breast and looks down with a confused expression.
On her shirt, around where her nipple was, a small wet spot began to form.
"O-oh no... I thought you were one of the lucky ones..."
- One month later -
Over the period of about a month, Cecily had acclimated to her work, but not to her body. When master Derek had first transformed her body, her breasts were of a fairly average size, and produced milk at a very slow rate.
Whenever her breasts were stimulated though, they would gradually begin growing, becoming more active and sensitive in the process. By now, her boobs had far surpassed those of most of her colleagues, and hung down to the height of her navel.
Of course, she tried to touch her breasts as little as possible, but there were times when she couldn't prevent it. She had to get milked from time to time, she moved quite a bit when she slept, and of course Derek groped her whenever he had the chance.
Though she had been told that there was a limit to how big her boobs would become, it seemed that she was fated to some day become immobilised by her own body, at which point she'd practically be more of a cow than a maid, even if she didn't look like one much.
