The Killer Maid Tg Origin Part 0 (Patreon)

“You son of a bitch! Let me go!” I yelled at my captor as I tried to struggle free of the leather straps that bound me.

“Please calm down,” said the greasy looking man that walked out from the shadows, holding a syringe with pink liquid in it. The night before I was walking home from work when this guy came up from behind me and knocked me out. The next thing I knew I woke up only to find myself strapped to this operating table. I don’t know what this guy had planned, but the moment I get the chance I’m going to kill him.

“The more you squirm and struggle the more strain the transformation will have on your body,” he said as he stuck the needle in my arm. At that moment it felt like fire was flowing into my veins! My bones start to crack and break as my body became smaller. My hair which I usually cut short had started to grow and I could see it turn from brown to pink! A pair of C-cup breasts form on my chest and my hips expanded as my butt become rounder. As I felt my manhood shrink away into my body the body intensified. I couldn’t stop myself from screaming. Tears poured out of my eyes. I wanted to beg for mercy, but it was no use. While screaming in agony I felt the small prick of another needle going into my arm. At that moment flowery images of the man who kidnapped me flowed through my head. It was as if I was falling in love with him. No! I would never fall in love with this bastard! With my hatred I fought off these strange feelings flowing through my mind, but eventually the strain of the transformation became too much, and I passed out.

When I woke up, I found myself laying in an elegant bed covered with flowers. When I got up, I noticed that I was now wearing a skimpy maid uniform. When I saw that there was a mirror placed on the wall, I saw that my appearance had changed into that of a young girl no older than seventeen. That sick bastard, how dare he do this to me. I mean I do look cute, but I know damn well what he had in store for me if that second injection worked.

I walked to the door of the room and put my hand on the doorknob. To my surprise it was open. I walked on into the hallway and followed the sound of noises. When I finally reached my destination, I saw that in was a living and the greasy man that transformed me into this watching tv. When I entered the room, he took notice of me and smiled.

“Good, you’re awake,” he said arrogantly. “Slave #1 go make me something to eat,” he said as he snapped his fingers at me.

“Yes master,” I responded to him, not wanting him to know that I wasn’t under his control until it was too late. I then walked over to where the kitchen was and picked up a cutting knife from the counter. I slowly walked back to him, who was unaware of my presence.

“Master, your meal is ready,” I said calmly to him.

“Wow that was-” As he turned around to face me, I shoved the knife right into his throat and then ripped it out just as fast. I watched as he grabbed his throat to stop the bleeding, but it was no use. He died from blood loss seconds later. As he did a small smile formed across my face. Though that smile soon vanished once I saw the business card on the coffee table in front of me.

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So, it would seem that there were others like this man out there, turning innocent men into their playthings. I wouldn’t let this stand. I would kill every last one of them! Get ready because this maid’s about to clean house!