Becoming a maid - story (Patreon)

Sequence: https://www.patreon.com/posts/becoming-maid-101898712

Final of story: https://www.patreon.com/posts/becoming-maid-102058776

Additional materials: https://www.patreon.com/posts/102058802

Epilogue: https://www.patreon.com/posts/becoming-maid-102157042

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Part 1

For William Harker it began innocently enough. A few months after his 18th birthday his father and mother called him to an audience. Living in wealth and in a family of snobs, William had been raised with certain values and was expected to take over the running of the estate, as well as marrying and continuing the Harker line. However, his parents always knew about his strange secret, how he liked to put on his sister's clothes. They'd kept it a secret until now, hoping he'd grow out of it, but William's interest in cross-dressing seemed only to grow with the years.

However, they were wrong in many ways, William never wanted to be a woman, he never wanted to be gay, he just had a fetish for cross-dressing. But his parents didn't believe him and afraid of the shame that would bring down upon the Harker name, so after a lengthy discussion they came to a decision. William was sent to stay with a his aunt - Lady Penelope. Of course Lady Penelope already knew about William's deviance, and she assured his parents that she could cure him.

When he arrived at his aunt's, William was shown to his room. He was expecting it to be a nice luxury guest suite, instead he was led to a plain small room, with a single wooden bed and a chamber pot in the corner. There was no other furniture, and the room was sparse and cold. On the bed was a maid's uniform, complete with frilly white apron, small white headband and note. The note read "Change into this and report to the kitchen at once. Lady Penelope."

William had no desire to change into the female outfit, especially a maid's uniform, but he also understood that if he wanted to return home he'd have to obey his aunt. So, taking a deep breath, he slipped out of his male clothes, folding them neatly, and put on the maid's uniform. Until this moment no one has ever seen him wearing women's clothes and he felt ashamed and humiliated when he came to the kitchen and saw his aunt's servants looking at him, sniggering.

"Welcome, William," said his aunt slowly as if she was mocking him. "And that was the last time you're ever going to hear your old name. You are no longer William Harker the heir to the Harker estates. From now on you're Mary Smith, a daughter of a farmer and a lowly maid in my household. The person you were no longer exists. If anyone asks about William Harker, I will tell them that he left England, and is travelling in the new world."

"I don't understand" said William looking down through his glasses "What kind of role-playing games are these? You want me to wear all this for a whole... week?"

"You misunderstand me Mary, this is not a... role-playing game, as you call it. Your old life is gone, forever, and this is your future, until the day you die. Now" she waved her hand. "Mrs. Miggins, it seems to me that your... Mary (she wrinkled her face) is talking inappropriately"

"Stop, wait a minute, wait, Aunt Penel-" he started, but then suddenly he froze, unable to speak and move. Everyone and everything around him froze, except for his aunt. She was standing in front of him, a cruel smile on her face.

Part 2

"Did you really think I was going to let you call me your aunt again?" she laughed. "No, Mary, I am not your aunt" than she snapped her fingers and William felt how his glasses disappeared from his nose "you won't need this. You see, Mary, I understand perfectly what you were thinking - Oh God, my aunt is crazy! She is forcing me to play some silly games and humiliate me!"

She walked slowly around him, while William still was frozen and felt how something tickled on his head, noticed that his hair got slowly longer. His whole body felt warm and strange.

"Well, the reality is quite different, Mary" his aunt continued her speech, stopping right in front of him and looking with pleasure how in chest area of the dress appeared two soft bumps, which were growing bigger and bigger every second "and now, dear Mary, your transformation is almost complete. So, while your parents think that you are travelling around the world and living your life, you are going to live here, and do what I tell you. And if someone asks you about William Harker, you will say that you never met him."

Weight of his breasts increased and the dress became uncomfortable, especially in the chest area, but William couldn't even moan. He could only stand and feel how his body was changing more and more. As if under the final chord, his aunt sharply moved her hand and William saw how everything around me became bigger and bigger. He understood that he was getting smaller.

"-opa! Aunt... ugh..." he finally finished his sentence, hearing his own voice, but the sound was much more higher and softer. "What... kKhm... Wot'd ya do to ma' body?! And wha' ha'pened to ma' voice?" examining himself and feeling strange, he touched his own throat. "Why'm I talkin' like tha'?"

"Mary! What did I say to you? Speak properly near Lady Penelope, or else you will be punished!" Mrs. Miggins, who now also unfroze, said to him, and William felt a strong slap on his ass. "Forget your stupid slang!"

"Wha'?" William blinked his eyes in surprise, trying to understand what was happening. "Slag'ang? Ah didn't use no 'slang' or wotever it was. Ah said what ah was tryin' t'say. Why'm I talkin' like-"

Another slap interrupted his sentence. "That's enough, Mary. You are talking like a peasant. That's unacceptable." she looked at Lady Penelope and asked her. "This girl again talks like a... I mean, her manner of speech is inappropriate. Should I use the rod on her again?"

"Yes, Mrs. Miggins. That should teach her." Lady Penelope nodded her head and walked to the door, before exiting, she turned her head and said, "Oh, and Mrs. Miggins. Mary is going to sleep in the dormitory with the other servants, from now on. You can give a separate room to someone who is truly worthy of it."

"Understood, Lady Penelope." Mrs. Miggins nodded and grabbed Mary by the arm, leading her out of the room. "Let's go, Mary. We need to correct your bad behavior, or rather your lack of respect. I never understood why before Lady Penelope gave you a separate room. I'm glad that she did the right thing."

Part 3

After several long minutes of walking, during which William was still trying to figure out what was happening and how could this happen. His thoughts that it was all untrue or some dream or nightmare, were interrupted every time when his large breasts, which he didn't have before, bounced with each step. His long hair also was constantly falling on his shoulders, making him want to throw them away and cut off.

"Where're we goin'?" he finally asked, seeing that the corridor ends and Mrs. Miggins leads him in the small room, where is standing a wooden table on which is lying a long thin black stick.

"To the punishment room, of course, Mary. Where else?" she replied. "You have been behaving like a savage and not speaking properly, and we cannot allow such a behavior, can we?"

"Ah don't understand. Ah'm not doin' nothin' bad. Ah'm Wai'am... ahh..." he stopped talking, when Mrs. Miggins looked at him sharply, frowning her eyebrows, pointing forefinger at him and slowly moved it to the table.

"Enough, Mary!" her loud angry voice interrupted his babble. "Lift up your skirt and bend over the table. Do not make me wait."

Realizing that he didn't have any other way out, William slowly walked to the table, and leaned over the smooth wood. He closed eyes in hope that maybe, somehow, this will be a dream, but felt how the other hand of Mrs. Miggins pulled the bottom of his skirt up, exposed his naked ass.

"You're not wearing panties?! Why in God's name are you not wearing any panties, Mary?!?" she asked angrily, while William remembering how he dressed in this uniform, and how looked at the white cheap panties which was lying next to it and how he decided to not wear it because it was too... weird and ridiculous. "Unbelievable... and disgusting..."

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After 20 minutes of "discipline" session

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"Now, Mary" she said and put the cane on his ass, which made him shiver from the fear and pain. "Don't be scared, I'm not going to hit you with it." she moved it closer to his face. "Say it. What have you done wrong? Say it loud and clear, like a decent young woman."

"I talked like a... slut." he whispered quietly, still not believing in what he was saying. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Miggins."

"Good girl." the woman smiled with a satisfaction and asked. "Now, tell me again. What are you going to do when Lady Penelope asks you something?"

"(gulp) Ah'm goin' t' answer her politely, an' speak like a proper young lady." William repeated, while looking at the wooden table in front of his face, but suddenly he heard a loud voice of Mrs. Miggins.

"No, no, no, Mary. Like a proper young lady, not like a whore. Now, repeat, but the correct way. Stand up first."

William straightened up his body, slowly, feeling pain in his sore ass and how his breasts and long hair bounced because of this. Then he turned around and repeated.

"I'm... going t'... aaah.." he moaned quietly due to the fact that it was very difficult for him to formulate a sentence properly "I am going... to answer Lady Penelope properly and speak like a proper (gulp)... young lady."

"Perfect. Now, before I will allow you to return to the kitchen, Mary... It's my duty as head maid - to make sure that all the girls working under my supervision behave the way they should." she walked slowly closer to him and touched the disheveled long hair of William. "What's wrong with you today, Mary? Why are you so unorganized? Look at your hair... And the fact that you went out not wearing any panties! Go quickly, comb your hair, put your panties and return to the kitchen!"

"Yes, Mrs Miggins" said William quietly, lowering his eyes and wanted to fall through the ground and disappeared. It wasn't a dream, he was fully convinced of that. This... transformation was real.

Part 4

The room was quiet and only William's heavy breathing and cries was heard here. Standing next to his small wooden bed which he hated already after spending here two miserable weeks. He thought that after a week, his aunt will tell him that he had passed her stupid tests and would allow him to return home. So, whole these long nights during the first week William was patiently waiting the moment when this madness stops. And he tried to sleep normally... but he couldn't, not like that, not with his breasts which always pressed against his chest and didn't allow him to lay comfortably.

And even if he somehow managed to forget about his tits for a few minutes, in this room there were always girls sleeping. Girls who treated him like an average one of them, and in general were not happy with his behavior because they were sure that William was always a Mary and lived here for several years. So, they didn't understand why Mary behaved so strangely these days - constantly asking stupid questions, having forgotten how to work, how to dress and sometimes she just... talked nonsense how she just wanted to wake up at her soft and comfortable bed.

William wasn't a stupid guy, however, at first I was convinced, although it would be more correct to say that I hoped that everyone around was pretending and even changing his body is some kind of technology which his aunt used or bought. But after a few day, he began to understand that everyone in this house somehow really believed that he is "Mary" who lived and worked here. Even his cousins - the sons of Lady Penelope whom he knew since the childhood somehow were treating William like he was their servant.

Now he just tried to calm himself, finishing combing his long hair and looking at his reflection in the small mirror hanging on the wall in the dormitory. The reflection of a young pretty young woman with same facial features as William looked at him from the mirror. She have even same mole under her left eye, but everything else - her hair, and large tits and narrow shoulders were completely different, it's like if he has a twin sister.

"I can't live here anymore..." he thought angrily "This is already... 2 weeks? I need to talk with my parents... They should arrive today if I understood correctly what I've heard from Mrs. Miggins about guests today." then he approached the mirror and examined his face closely. His face hasn't changed. It was the same face which was looking at him from the same mirror for his whole life, but covered with some makeup which he was carefully applied every morning for last 14 days. "Well... Hope my parents would recognize me even in this situation."

"Mary! Hurry up! Or Mrs Miggins will punish you for unpunctuality!" Martha, another kitchen girl, called at him, interrupting his thoughts.

"Yes, ah'm comin'..." he whispered angrily, cursing again about his stupid accent "Oh mommy, when I get home, ah'm swear'n to God that ah'll never wear a dress, an' ah won't touch even the girls dress. Never even t'ink about dressing like a girl!" he closed eyes for a few seconds and quickly rubbed them, trying to get rid of forming tears which were ruining his eyeliner.

Part 5

To be continued...