Maid to Please (Noelle TG) (Patreon)

Nate looked around the galley in annoyance, sighing at all the boring art and pieces around him, wondering how on Earth he managed to get dragged to something so mind-numbingly boring. It was probably due to Izzy, a close friend of his that had gone on about being invited to a once in a lifetime experience to do with art, something that would put all her talents to the test.

Of course she wanted Nate to watch, they were friends after all, even if the man knew nothing about fancy paintings and sculptures. It was ironic; he was certain hundreds of people would have killed to go to a museum as famous as this one, yet he got access when he couldn’t care less. Things were funny like that.

He’d probably wasted enough time looking around now though, Nate deciding to follow the map to where Izzy said to meet her for the sculpting, not wanting to miss his friend's big moment. It took him a bit to make sense of the map, but it wasn’t long before he made his way to the right room, slipping into a wide open stage.

“Huh. Must have entered the wrong door.” Nate muttered, unsure why something like this was even in an art gallery, stepping forward uncertainly. The room was putting him on edge slightly, although he had no clue why. He looked around to see where his friend was, certain he had the right time.

“Seriously? Where is she? Izzy! Are you-“ he began before squeaking as he almost toppled forwards, his upper body shaking as his foot suddenly stopped in place. He assumed it was a loose floorboard or something, only to be shocked by what he found, certain that he had to be seeing things.

His foot was stone.

“What.... what the crap!? My foot?” He stared, his heart pounding in confusion, leaning down to touch it. It had to be a trick of the light, a prank from Izzy, anything logical! That was the belief he held onto, all his hopes dashed as soon as his fingers touched what was unmistakably solid rock.

“HOLY SHIT!” he screamed in terror, standing upright as the stone began to climb up his leg at an alarming rate, his other foot meeting the same fate before he could even consider running.

It was a strange, pleasant numbness, almost feeling good in those parts of him before the sensation faded into nothing at all, his dick turning as hard as rock seconds before it became very literal, the stone bulge immortalised for all to see. The rest of him fell just as quickly, outstretched arms frozen in place as his heart and blood flow stopped, Nate only having a second to open his mouth to scream before he was completely converted into a stone statue of himself.

For a moment, nothing happened. The stone was simply left in place for a while, until three women strolled into the galley as if nothing was amiss at all. The tallest of the group smiled, her green eyes shining as she let out a smug giggle. “Excellent! Your piece is already ready for you Izzy! Looks like he arrived just in time.”

“T-thank you m-miss... Jade.” The smaller girl smiled, Nate’s friends messing with a strand of hair as she gazed longingly at the stone statue of her friend. “A-are you sure this is s-safe though? I don’t want to hurt him...”

“Our services are 100% risk free,” The maid explained calmly, “your friend will only experience whatever you wish him to, as per our agreement. You did pay us quite a hefty sum for this private request after all.”

“O-of course! Although... I never thought you could actually pull it off!” Izzy blinked in shock, walking all around the statue and snickering at the clear hard-on. “Can he still hear us?”

Nate could, if only barely. The whole experience felt more like a dream than anything, the few thoughts he could experience a mess of anger, confusion, betrayal and panic.

“Who can say?” Came Jade’s smug answer. “Not like it matters. You can go wild on him now dear. The canvas of your inspiration awaits~. We’ll be staying to watch of course, just in case anything goes wrong. But I’m not going to say anything.” She smiled before sitting in the front row with her assistant.

“Hey Nate~,” giggled Izzy, blushing with a smile as she looked into his frozen eyes. “Not sure if you can hear me but... surprise! I sorta forgot to tell you something about this experience... you see, remember when we were kids? When I told you about me wanting to be an artist? Well, all the best artists do things nobody’s ever done before! They push the boundaries of what is and isn’t possible! I want to be like that too. So I’m going to do something unheard of!” Izzy leaned in close, before whispering into his stone ear.

“I’m going to create life~.”

He couldn’t understand what she meant, the words unable to be processed by his hazy mind as she continued. “Well, create is a strong term! But I’m going to make a new person out of you~! In every single way! And I had to use you, Nate!”

She went in close again with a blush, breathing heavily. “You’re such a good friend! And you always were my muse! It had to be you! And after months of saving, I finally can do this! Now... this might sting a little...”

She raised the hammer and chisel she’d been holding, licking her lips as she circled the Nate statute, admiring every curve and dip. It was almost too hard to choose, the man's thoughts leaning more towards panic as he attempted to figure out what was happening through the haze, knowing that despite the pleasantness something wasn’t right.

“D-don’t worry... it’s my first time doing this too... I-I’ll be gentle! You can only do this to somebody once after all... I’m sure you’ll enjoy it too! I wouldn’t do this if I wasn’t certain of that... now stay still for me...” she muttered to herself, Nate’s mind crying out in protest as she began to gently chisel away at his arm, gradually removing the layers of stone as his panicked mind descended into incoherent gurgling.

It should have hurt. Stung. Or something negative. But all Nate could think was how nice it felt, his thoughts rising into a moan as the layers of stone were broken away, revealing the slender shape that had laid beneath all along. Izzy hummed to herself as the shards of rock fell to the floor, doing the same to his hand, expertly and exactly reducing its size without breaking the whole thing apart.

Nate could only barely observe what was happening around him, his thoughts groaning as something about the slimmer shape didn’t seem quite right, a realisation starting to brew until Izzy moved onto his other outstretched arm to repeat the process, the cycle of conflict in his mind restarting along with it.

He didn't understand how it could feel so nice. It just didn't make sense! But each layer removed only prompted an increase in the pleasurable daze his mind was locked into, the imprinted muscle removed to reveal the slender forms that lay within. Even the moulded sleeves were chiselled away, showing that the feminine grace was utterly exposed, the enchanting forms making his thoughts whimper as Izzy moved onto his shoulders.

CRACK

His thoughts screamed as two harsh slams of her mallet brought forth the end of the statue’s bulky shoulders, her strikes expertly reducing them to slender arches that topped what would soon become a perfect feminine body. Izzy wasn't holding back now, breathing heavily as she moved around him at even faster speeds, striking all over as she fully sank into her work.

There was a blow to his back, a tap on his neck that sent his inner squeals rising in pitch, and an assault of chiselling focused on his core. The first shattered the impression of his shirt, revealing the rock hard abs beneath, something she rolled her eyes at the mere sight of.

"Nononono. Can't have those, sorry. I know you worked hard on these Nate, but you're ruining my artistic vision here! Sorry, not sorry!" She smiled before hammering on them hard, his mental cries rising into squeals as his very soul was bathed with bliss, each strike twisting something deep inside into something... different.

"N-no! N-nngh~! N-not~! G-gah~!" his messy thoughts pleaded incoherently, his hard-earned muscles fully chiselled away to reveal a slim, toned core, one that was covered in skintight fabric. It could only be described as a work of art, even as the sides crumbled into flawless feminine curves, the unrealistic proportions remaining utterly enchanting to the eye.

It made his hips look all the wider in comparison, the eye-catching nature of them having spread outwards, Izzy blushing a little as she imagined them swaying hypnotically. Nate swore his spirit was falling apart, each piece removed from the outer shell falling away from his sense of self, the feeling of what was him and what was engraved slowly growing harder to distinguish.

The pleasure was overwhelming the fear, his panic surging for a moment when the hammer and chisel were moved to his face, the silent scream for once proving an accurate representation of his thoughts as both of them grew closer. He wanted to run, hide, wriggle or anything, but all he could do was stay frozen while she gently worked away at his features.

His face was a cornerstone of his identity, a foundation of his inner self and soul, his inner screams exploding in intensity as it was broken down bit by bit, his spirit descending into pleasured turmoil as his face was broken away, what remained gently and accurately remodelled into a fantasy of feminine grace and beauty. The cheekbones were forced inwards, the eyes made wider with some additional tapping, while the broadness of his nose and jaw were both smashed to pieces.

"NGH~! HNGH~! G-GAHHHHHHHH~!!!!!! O-OH GOD~! HELP~! THIS FEELS T-TOO GOOD~! I D-DOHHHHHHH~!!!!!" came his pleasured cries as his lips were made fuller thanks to a graceful remodel of material, now plump and kissable, a perfect match for his anime-sized feminine eyes.

It should have felt wrong to have, yet he couldn't help the pleased feeling within, his soul shifting towards the feminine, Nate almost ecstatic when he saw Izzy move her attention to his annoyingly flat chest.

“Nononono. This clashes with the rest of the piece far too much! And you always liked big boobs, didn’t you Nate? It wouldn’t be fair if that wasn’t taken into account, now would it~?” She smirked before slamming the chisel into his chest and hitting it as hard as she could.

Each blow stirred his thoughts deeper into the mess of pleasured soup it had become, removing the outer layers of material and sculpting something both beautiful and appealing out of what remained. It felt wrong, so so wrong, but it was unmistakably the most pleasurable experience he had ever endured, his upper body stripped of unnecessary material, even the appearance of his plain shirt removed to better suit the dress that had been imprinted onto him in its place, one with a very low cut near the chest area.

And what a chest it was, Izzy smiling to herself as she admired the massive orbs on display, the form positively enchanting, the large DD’s certain to be bouncing wildly if they were possessed by an actual person. Izzy was quite looking forward to that sight, smugly observing the fully changed upper body, only the bottom left before her masterpiece was complete.

“Hmmmmm... what to do about the hair and height though... meh, I’ll figure something out. Anyways, I’d better finish you off Nate! I don’t want to keep my muse waiting any longer after all~!”

Nate could only watch in silence, the girl moving incredibly slowly as she forced her vision onto him, some gentle pokes and forceful hammer strikes breaking away the muscle and revealing the juicy femininity within that everyone wanted to see.

His legs were left slim and elegant, sealed in stone that did wonders for showing just how pretty they now appeared. It was with sinking thoughts he found himself all too aware how many girls would kill for the figure he had been given, only wishing that was the case instead of it being forced into him.

But he also couldn’t deny just how good it all felt to begin with. The feeling was awfully addictive, appealing to his baser instincts, almost making him want Izzy to twist him further to her will. She was slowly working her way up regardless, humming a little tune to herself while drooling over her masterpiece. His feet were petite under the stone replica of elegant heeled boots, legs that deceivingly hid any muscle or strength, even his calves thinned out to match.

“Almost done Nate... oh dear, you look so beautiful like this, so...” she shuddered, Nate all too aware of the dampness forming between her legs, and the eager, smug gleam in the eyes of the red-haired woman behind her, d-did... did she know he was aware of what was happening?

“Oh gosh, the finishing touches now! No Izzy, don’t freak out! You can do this! You can do this!” she squealed, raising her hands near her face as she wriggled happily, “I’m going to give you the best butt I can, my masterpiece~!”

Nate willed himself to scream, to plead with Izzy to just stop this already and turn him back, but alas, statues couldn’t talk, so he remained silent as she lowered the chisel to his thigh and hammered into it. Instead, his mind descended into a mess of screams and squeals, his brain forgetting how to form words for a moment as his hips were made much wider thanks to some careful strikes, all while his thighs got fatter and fatter.

They looked incredibly striking outlined in rock, cemented for all to see as Izzy more than took her time carving them into shape, seeming to second guess herself with every  expansion she made. “Nononono.... just a little bit more... I can make her thiccer... yeah it’s fine~.”

“OHGAWDIZZYSTOPSTOPSTOP IT FEELS SO WRONG BUT SO GOOD SO FUCKING YAHHHHHHH~!!!!!” he mentally wailed until Izzy was finally satisfied, letting out a pleased giggle as she ran her hand down a granite thigh, its heft far outclassing her own.

“Oh Nate... you’re looking so beautiful... how rude of you to hold out on me like this! Keeping such a beautiful woman inside you~. Oh I can’t wait to see you when you're done~,” she moaned, moving behind Nate with a blushing shudder, all while he internally cursed her. She was insane! Why would he ever spend more time with her after this!?

He had no time to dwell on such questions when his ass was being given the greatest upgrade of his life, his rear made to look so much bigger with each calculated strike, and she just wouldn’t stop! Izzy was determined in her pursuit of perfection, and was gifting it to him regardless of if it was something he wanted to begin with.

Nate wished he could run, plead, or even simply cum from the mind-numbing bliss of it all, but all he could do as a stone statue was endure, and endure he did. Even once his ass had been reformed into the biggest bubble butt Nate would have seen in his life, if he had been physically capable of looking at it, instead all he did was whimper as he felt the full extent of the changes, every part of him permanently twisted beyond recognition into his friend’s “masterpiece”.

“Ohhhhhhhh you're so close now! Almost there my beloved! Almost there, all I have to do... is get rid of this thing~.” It was inevitable she moved her attention to the bulge outlined in the stone skirt, and the irony was that she drew her attention to it last. Despite everything he still willed himself to run, to sprint away and hide despite him knowing deep in his soul that it was pointless.

“Don’t be scared, this won’t hurt a bit~.” Izzy whispered, moments before she struck.

SMASH

“GAH GAH GAWWWWWWDDDDDD OH SHIT OH FUCK OH-“

SHATTER

“KYAHHHHHHHHHHHHH~! Aaaaaaa.... mmmmmm.... g-gyohhhhhhh.... I-I~?” His confused, oddly higher-pitched thoughts echoed through his head, his brain groaning as he attempted to process that his cock no longer existed, save for the shards of stone scattered across the floor.

“Andddddd... done! My masterpiece is complete~!” Izzy beamed, striking a pose next to the statue as Sakuya snapped a photo, the girl’s cheery nature proving to be the opposite of Nate’s inner thoughts.

To an outsider coming in and out before and after Izzy's work, they would assume that the statue that stood before them now was totally different from the one she had started with. Nothing about it was recognisable from what was there before, the face now dainty and feminine, clear breasts on its chest, framed by a gorgeous maid outfit, and a very large ass completing the stone replica of a beautiful woman; an ideal, calm maid.

Only it wasn't an ideal maid. It was Nate. And internally, he was very much not what the statue’s posed appearance suggested.

"WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK OH MY GOD OH MY GOD! I-IZZY WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME!? I-I... WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN WHEN YOU TURN ME BACK!??!?!? YOU’D BETTER UNDO THIS! P-PLEASE I DON'T WANT TO BE A GIRL!"

Izzy obviously didn't hear a thing, simply overtaken by the pride of completing her masterpiece, the process almost feeling like it took months as opposed to a few minutes due to her focus. Of course, she wasn't quite finished yet though, there was still something incredibly important that needed addressing. Mainly, the plaque at the very bottom of the stone woman, listing the name "Nate", along with many other things of varying non-importance.

She leaned down to it, hovering her chisel over it, thinking to herself before giving a dismissive shrug, "I suppose there's no point keeping this around... hey Jade! What happens if I hammer this thing?"

"Oh?" Jade hummed, leaning back in her seat and giving a deeply smug look into the statue’s blank eyes, "why, it simply makes some... deeper alterations. To the mind, that is. You can make this masterpiece of yours the perfect woman that you truly desire her to be~."

Her words struck fear deep into his heart. There was no way. No way Izzy would do that! No, there wasn't even a way it was possible! It couldn't be! He refused to believe he could be changed so deeply in an-

"Ok!" Izzy beamed, and struck the plaque hard.

SMASH

Something was different. Something was different and she was scared. She didn't know why she was scared. Her thoughts had been scattered apart and were fighting to reform, Izzy had the hammer held up again, she was going to strike, nonononoNO-

SMASH

"Yessssssssssssssssss~," her dazed mind moaned, part of her cringing as some stone clattered to the floor, t-that needed cleaning right away! She paused. Had she always cared so much about cleaning? She wasn't... she couldn't...

SMASH

No she didn't merely "care about" it! She loved it! Cleaning was one of her favourite duties as... as a... no it wasn't quite there. And she simply didn't know! But it was important! She knew it was! But it was also... bad? B-but how could it be bad when things felt sooooooooooooo goooooooooooooood~!

SMASH

Yes yes yes cleaning was important, things looking neat was SO important. The most important thing? Maybe! One of them for sure! Like doing things for Izzy or anyone who asked! Like a dutiful maid should!

SMASH

But why was she just standing around? She thought she knew up until a few moments ago, but now she couldn't recall a thing! It was just out of reach... something about Izzy? No, she couldn’t refer to her employer as informally as that! Regardless, what had mistress Isabelle done wrong? She really needed to get a move on, there was so much work to do! She could feel herself getting looser from her strange full body cast, she was almost out, almost free! There was just something holding her back, oh what was-

SMASH- CRACK, CRACKKKKKK~

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh it was her name! S-she couldn't remember her name! Why that simply wouldn't do at all! She needed to remember that at once! Her name... it was... um???

A green eye narrowed as the cracking stone fell away, light shining over various parts of her as she struggled to find the answer she seeked. It was so hard to grab the name that was slipping away. But as soon as she did, she only found herself more confused.

Nate? Why was that swirling around her head? She didn't know much, but she knew enough to know that was not a fitting name for a maid like her in the slightest! It was close though! That first letter was right, she just had to say it! To scream it to the world!

And as soon as her mouth was freed, she knew it.

"I-I'M NOOOOOOHHHHHHELLEEEEEEE~!!!!!" she wailed, cumming as her smaller body tumbled forth, the stone cocoon falling to the floor as the new maid shuddered, fullycoming into existence as any trace of her former life faded away like a dream. For a few moments she shivered and smiled, simply savouring the wonderful sensations until awareness returned to her, suddenly aware of her audience as she turned beet red.

"Oh my! I'm ever so sorry! I have no idea what came over me! What is it you desire, mistress Isabella? Whatever it is, I'll get to work fulfilling it right away!"

"Wow..." blushed Izzy, speechless at the sight of the beautiful, busty and very elegant maid that was standing before her, a girl she had effectively conjured up from her own imagination existing in the flesh. "You look... wow..."

"O-oh it was nothing!" Noelle's face somehow grew redder as she wriggled nervously, "t-there's no need to praise me before I've even done anything, mistress Isabella!"

"O-of course. Now, sweep up those rocks for me!"

"Leave it to me!" The maid beamed as she got to work, leaving Izzy breathless as Jade chuckled behind her.

"Marvellous, isn't it?"

"She's... really a new person! Like... completely someone new! How... how did you..."

"My ways are my own, I'm afraid.  But now I really must be going. Me and Sakuya have other things to take care of. But have fun with your new girlfriend. We took the liberty of making the arrangements to avoid any complications for you on our end as well. Free of charge. As far as the world knows, Nate has always been Noelle, a hard working and passionate maid~."

"Oh great, tha-" Izzy began, pausing as she turned around to find the duo absent, save for a replica of the Noelle statue before it was shattered. "Huh. Noelle!"

"Yes Mistress Isabella~?" the maid hurried back, her huge boobs and perky rear bouncing with her every step as she smiled sweetly.

"Move this back to the house, I need to make some calls. Then I can... reward you for your service~."

"Oh! You mean... I..." Noelle flushed, looking down nervously as she walked towards the statue. "R-right away then ma'am~!"

She could lift it up easily thanks to her muscles, at least until they reached the van outside, Noelle able to feel her tights dampen from the thoughts of what her reward would be this time... whatever it may be, it would be perfect for an ideal maid like her~.