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”Why dont you ever clean??” Charlotte was furious, she had just gotten back from work and expected the apartment to at least be a little clean...

“I’ll clean soon, you left before I woke up. I’ve only just had my coffee and got dressed, just relax”

“Dont tell me to relax! The entire house has been a mess all month!”

Dave looked around, smirking as he commented on how clean the room around him was. He then backed up a little, seeing Charlotte’s eyes become red. And then lasers shot out at him. He shrunk down so quick it moved his body forward, and Dave almost toppled over in his six inch heels.

All his previous mass was now in his tits, which were being supported by a skimpy French maid’s outfit.

“You can’t do zis to me!! ... Wait, why I speak wis ze French accent? I don’t know any French!”

“I think it’ll be sexier for my French maid to speak with a French accent, it’s even hot just watching you trying to speak normally!”

Dave pouted, and then struggled to pronounce anything like he normally did. Anything he said running through a sexy French filter, even his laugh was now a sexy giggle.

“Mistress, please let me clean ze house

No! I did not mean to say zis! Why I call you mistress??”

Charlotte was laughing so hard, she had to catch her breath before she spoke. “If that’s shocking you now, wait til you see a mess!”

Dave huffed out of the room, leaving in a sexy rage. Charlotte giggled as she heard an orgasmic moan come form the other room. She walked in, and saw Dave scrubbing the kitchen floor.

Ze floor is so dirty mistress, my pussy moistens from ze cleaning” Dave was miserable, he couldn’t control his body at all. His senses were maxed out, horniness and arousal overcame him as he did the simplest of cleaning. He stifled accented moans as his boobs jiggled off his chest freely, his nipples hard in the cold air of the kitchen.


Dave felt euphoric as the smell of a man entered his lungs, and he almost fainted when a large man entered the kitchen.

“This is my horny maid, Francesca. Introduce yourself honey!”

As much as Dave tried to stop, he was powerless. “My pussy has been dreeping since I first smelled ze musk off you manly man!”

Francesca draped herself on the man, rubbing his crotch and licking the inside of his ear. He needed no more signals, and started groping Francesca as she moaned in orgasm.


“Zis is not Mmmm... No... I... Ooooouuuiiiiiiii!!!!” Francesca couldn’t stop herself, and let the man do whatever he wanted. She let him force her down to her knees, and then wrapped her lips around the monstrous cock he put in her face. The manly taste of it filled her with glee, and it felt amazing to lick and play with the head in her mouth.


Francesca squealed as she felt a twitch, and prepared as she was, wasn’t ready for the amount of cum that was shot down her throat. It was no problem though, as Charlotte had made all sperm go directly to Francescas’s tits. Her boobs swelled and became larger than even Charlotte thought possible.

“I never thought of myself as gay, but those giant boobies are really turning me on... Give me a jiggle!”

Francesca shook her boobs for Charlotte, giggling as Charlotte started rubbing the front of her jeans.

The two girls tried undressed each other, too horny to actually get completely naked; Charlotte started sucking on Francesca’s boobs as soon as they were out. “Oui mistress, zis is amazing!! Never stop!” Francesca was still changing, becoming younger and even sexier. 


Charlotte had been planning this all along, realizing she was gay weeks ago and hoping to be able to seek out her fantasies while not breaking up with Dave. The cleaning was merely some foreplay, and an odd fetish Charlotte always had.

Francesca figured this, but didn’t care. Her sensitive soft body felt amazing, and the euphoric sexual desire that made her want to clean the rest of the house kept her wanting to be a Charlotte’s French maid forever. 💋

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