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You had never had any problems whatsoever in your entire life. Your mother had left your dad when you were still young, so you grew up at your loving father's big and expensive estate in northern Maine. It laid in the middle of a deep forest, far away from the next big road. A perfect place to escape from the horrors of reality.

You became older and older, found love, married. Became banker, took over your father's international bank and led it to new dimensions of profit and renown. Your childless marriage was happy. No problems, enough time for each other, no secrets, no affairs, a perfectly happy marriage. And after the pain of your father's death faded, you traveled around the world, seeing Berlin, Rome, Cairo, Moscow, Tokyo and the Outback.

And then - revolution.

The horrors of war came to America and as soon as Washington was basically completly destroyed, it was over.

The morning after peace, it knocked on your big oak door. An officer, two soldiers and someone in a lab coat stood in front of the door.

"Good morning, Mr...?", the officer said.

"Doens't matter, what do you want?", you answered a bit rude.

"We want to talk about your future, Mr. Filtzpatrick. As you probably know, the New-Orleans-Laws put a big block of concrete in front of your business. We have a search warrant", the officer said flat.

The soldiers stormed into your house and grabbed you harshly by your arms, pinning you down onto the earth. The woman in the lab coat quickly took your mobile off the ground and put some sort of device onto it to bypass your password. As she found nothing usefull in it, she took another device and started to play something onto your mobile.

Your wife stormed into the big hall and yelled at the women restraining you.

"W... What the hell are you doing? Let him go! He has done nothing wrong!", she yelled at the soldiers which laid handcuffs onto your hands.

"Yes, I have done nothing wrong! Who is your supervisor or general, and how do I contact her?", you said in agreement.

"Doesn't matter, Mrs and Mr Filtzpatrick. The data on your phone has compromised you and your secrets. Mrs Filtzpatrick, please take a look for yourself", the woman in the lab coat said and handed your wife your mobile.

Her face dropped, almost to the floor. Tears began running down her face, as she ran up to you and began to hit you in the face.

"H-How could you! Why? Am I not enough for you? Y-You cheating bastard! I... I loved you! Who are they, huh? Kiki and Anna? Are they your receptionists? Or some prostitutes?", she yelled, now at you.

"Wh... What? What are you talking about? Y-You know I don't keep any secrets from you!", you said confused.

"Of course! I see!", she said again, and left the hall, walking into the livingroom. The officer followed her with a smile on her face.

After a few minutes, she came back.

"Ms. Milton has decided to accept our offer. All his bank accounts, ownerships and his whole possessions are now that of his ex-wifes. Take him away, ladies", she said with a grin on her face.

"Y-You.. what?", you stuttered. "B... but..."

"It's the law, honey. Take him away."

She two women carried you away. They took you to a van in which they threw you rather hard. The woman in the lab coat started to fill a syringe with a liquid which she injected into your bloodstream. Before you knew it, you passed out.

You woke up in a dark room. A headache ran deep into your brain and made it hard for you to even think without almost screaming from the pain.

It didn't get better as the bright light went on and filled the white room with a bliding shimmer.

You were finally able to stand up and look around the room. No toilet, no bed, no nothing. Only white concrete. As you looked down onto yourself, you noticed that you were buttnaked.

A speaker on the wall started to speak up.

"Welcome, subject C-2936. You have been chosen for re-organisation and usage as a maid in a random household. Procedure starting now."

"The fu...?", you tried to say. However, you instantly dropped to the floor.

Your whole body tingled and ached, as it cracked around and shrunk down. Your frame shrunk down and you rapidly lost height, probably around one whole head. Your wide shoulders rapidly lost their size and shrunk down, too.

As you lost all your muscles, you started to scream in pain. It felt like your insides were burning, and as the fiery feeling went onto your skin, your skincolour bleached out. It became bright and you lost all your bodyhair alongside your skin impurities.

Your feet started to change. Like the rest of your body, they became smaller by a few sizes until they were deinty and delicate. Your lower legs lost its fat, while your thighs gained a bit.

Your hips started to hurt and you grunted in pain as they expanded outwards, forcing your legs together.

Your spine started to crack and arched forward, while it pushed your ass outwards. Speaking of your lower end, it expanded rapidly, smoothing your lower body into a nice and cute shape with a bubbly butt.

Your waist carved in within a second, causing you trouble breathing and pain. Your stomach flattened, too, giving you a hefty stomach ache.

Pressure started to build up from inside your chest. It was painful and you rolled on the dirty ground, trying to somehow stop it. You held your torso with your now unmuscular arms. With horror, you felt and saw how mounds of flesh started to grow on your body, pushing your now hard nipples deep into your crossed arms.

Now your arms started to spasm and cramp. They became even thinner than they already were, a bit shorter, too. Your hands and fingers changed into thin and delicate ones.

An invisible choker places itself around your throat, pushing it together and narrowing it down. Your adams-apple was pushed into your vocal cords, making them shift and move. As you finally stopped choking, your sighs, huffs and puffs sounded a lot higher and more feminine.

Suddenly, your face started to burn up. As you threw your head into your neck to scream out of pain, your hair dropped down to your shoulders, some strains even further down. It changed colour into a beautiful silver-platinum colour. Your jaw moved and shifted as your chin became rounder, aligning with you soft and pluffe up cheeks. Your lips became thick and full as your nose became smaller and rounder. Now your eyes started to ache. You felt them sliding up, slwoly becomimg epicanthic and changing their colour into a silvery colour.

With heavy breathing, you laid on the floor. You touched your sensitive body with your light hands.

Another feeling drove through your body, striking your dick. It spasmed, as it spew out cum onto the floor, creating a small puddle on the floor. Slowly but surely, it became smaller and smaller. You moaned in pleasure and pain, as the small numb between your thighs and legs slid into your body, creating a small but wet and tight slit.

"Procedure done. Start dressing", the speaker commanded.

Two soldiers with a small metal box entered the room through the steel door. They picked you off the ground, opened the box and pulled put a long dildo gag. With wide eyes, you gagged on the thing in your throat. After a few seconds however, your breath normalized. They pulled out a black latex face mask which they pulled over your mouth and locked behind your head, making it impossible for you to remove it from alone. Still not done, your hair was forced into two loose ponytails.

You tried escape the grips of the women in uniform, but were unable to do more than some wiggling.

They turne you on your back and pushed your legs up and outwards, leaving your new private parts easy to reach.

Your muffled yelps and calls for help got overtuned by moans of pleasure, as the soldiers pushed a buttplug deep inside you. You felt how a small cable led out of it. A small box was shoved alongside the rubber bullett inside you. As they pressed a button on a small remote, it instantly started to vibrate.

One soldier held your moaning body down, as the other one pulled white latex stockings over your thighs. They connected it to a black latex panty which drove deep between your ass cheeks.

A back dress was pulled out of the metal box. It creeked with every move when they pulled it over your naked body. Finally, they bound a white apron around your hips. Two half gloves were put onto your hands. Finally, two cute shoes were forced onto your feet.

"Dress up complete, ready for shipping."

Your eyes were covered in a piece of latex, too. The buzzing between your cheeks stopped, but you were still completly disoriented. You were carried through long halls and corridors until you were shoved back in a van. And then you went to your new owner.

After hours and hours, the van finally stopped. You heard voices outside the metal doors. The doors were opened and... you heard a familiar voice.

"So... this is my new maid?", your ex-wife said.

"Yep, madame. She's gonna do everything you tell her to do", another officer said.

"And... she was a man, right?"

"Yes, madame. But if she should ever try to do anything against you, just press this button. She should drop to the floor within a second."

"Alright, then... uhm... can I remove the blindfold?"

"Sure, go ahead."

The blindfold was removed and you stared into the eyes of your former wife.

With wide eyes, you tried to fall in her arms and hug her, beg her to remove the humiliating stuff on your body. But instead, she screamed and pushed a button.

You instantly dropped to the floor, your butt vibrating and making you moan.

"See? Works perfectly. I am going to leave you alone now, Ms Milton. Have a good evening."

"Thank you", she said, before turning back to the still moaning you. She grinned with a devious smile. "And now back to us. This... is going to be great. How about we start our training?"

Description
You had never had any problems whatsoever in your entire life. Your mother had left your dad when you were still young, so you grew up at your loving father's big and expensive estate in northern Maine. It laid in the middle of a deep forest, far away from the next big road. A perfect place to escape from the horrors of reality.

You became older and older, found love, married. Became banker, took over your father's international bank and led it to new dimensions of profit and renown. Your childless marriage was happy. No problems, enough time for each other, no secrets, no affairs, a perfectly happy marriage. And after the pain of your father's death faded, you traveled around the world, seeing Berlin, Rome, Cairo, Moscow, Tokyo and the Outback.

And then - revolution.

The horrors of war came to America and as soon as Washington was basically completly destroyed, it was over.

The morning after peace, it knocked on your big oak door. An officer, two soldiers and someone in a lab coat stood in front of the door.

"Good morning, Mr...?", the officer said.

"Doens't matter, what do you want?", you answered a bit rude.

"We want to talk about your future, Mr. Filtzpatrick. As you probably know, the New-Orleans-Laws put a big block of concrete in front of your business. We have a search warrant", the officer said flat.

The soldiers stormed into your house and grabbed you harshly by your arms, pinning you down onto the earth. The woman in the lab coat quickly took your mobile off the ground and put some sort of device onto it to bypass your password. As she found nothing usefull in it, she took another device and started to play something onto your mobile.

Your wife stormed into the big hall and yelled at the women restraining you.

"W... What the hell are you doing? Let him go! He has done nothing wrong!", she yelled at the soldiers which laid handcuffs onto your hands.

"Yes, I have done nothing wrong! Who is your supervisor or general, and how do I contact her?", you said in agreement.

"Doesn't matter, Mrs and Mr Filtzpatrick. The data on your phone has compromised you and your secrets. Mrs Filtzpatrick, please take a look for yourself", the woman in the lab coat said and handed your wife your mobile.

Her face dropped, almost to the floor. Tears began running down her face, as she ran up to you and began to hit you in the face.

"H-How could you! Why? Am I not enough for you? Y-You cheating bastard! I... I loved you! Who are they, huh? Kiki and Anna? Are they your receptionists? Or some prostitutes?", she yelled, now at you.

"Wh... What? What are you talking about? Y-You know I don't keep any secrets from you!", you said confused.

"Of course! I see!", she said again, and left the hall, walking into the livingroom. The officer followed her with a smile on her face.

After a few minutes, she came back.

"Ms. Milton has decided to accept our offer. All his bank accounts, ownerships and his whole possessions are now that of his ex-wifes. Take him away, ladies", she said with a grin on her face.

"Y-You.. what?", you stuttered. "B... but..."

"It's the law, honey. Take him away."

She two women carried you away. They took you to a van in which they threw you rather hard. The woman in the lab coat started to fill a syringe with a liquid which she injected into your bloodstream. Before you knew it, you passed out.

You woke up in a dark room. A headache ran deep into your brain and made it hard for you to even think without almost screaming from the pain.

It didn't get better as the bright light went on and filled the white room with a bliding shimmer.

You were finally able to stand up and look around the room. No toilet, no bed, no nothing. Only white concrete. As you looked down onto yourself, you noticed that you were buttnaked.

A speaker on the wall started to speak up.

"Welcome, subject C-2936. You have been chosen for re-organisation and usage as a maid in a random household. Procedure starting now."

"The fu...?", you tried to say. However, you instantly dropped to the floor.

Your whole body tingled and ached, as it cracked around and shrunk down. Your frame shrunk down and you rapidly lost height, probably around one whole head. Your wide shoulders rapidly lost their size and shrunk down, too.

As you lost all your muscles, you started to scream in pain. It felt like your insides were burning, and as the fiery feeling went onto your skin, your skincolour bleached out. It became bright and you lost all your bodyhair alongside your skin impurities.

Your feet started to change. Like the rest of your body, they became smaller by a few sizes until they were deinty and delicate. Your lower legs lost its fat, while your thighs gained a bit.

Your hips started to hurt and you grunted in pain as they expanded outwards, forcing your legs together.

Your spine started to crack and arched forward, while it pushed your ass outwards. Speaking of your lower end, it expanded rapidly, smoothing your lower body into a nice and cute shape with a bubbly butt.

Your waist carved in within a second, causing you trouble breathing and pain. Your stomach flattened, too, giving you a hefty stomach ache.

Pressure started to build up from inside your chest. It was painful and you rolled on the dirty ground, trying to somehow stop it. You held your torso with your now unmuscular arms. With horror, you felt and saw how mounds of flesh started to grow on your body, pushing your now hard nipples deep into your crossed arms.

Now your arms started to spasm and cramp. They became even thinner than they already were, a bit shorter, too. Your hands and fingers changed into thin and delicate ones.

An invisible choker places itself around your throat, pushing it together and narrowing it down. Your adams-apple was pushed into your vocal cords, making them shift and move. As you finally stopped choking, your sighs, huffs and puffs sounded a lot higher and more feminine.

Suddenly, your face started to burn up. As you threw your head into your neck to scream out of pain, your hair dropped down to your shoulders, some strains even further down. It changed colour into a beautiful silver-platinum colour. Your jaw moved and shifted as your chin became rounder, aligning with you soft and pluffe up cheeks. Your lips became thick and full as your nose became smaller and rounder. Now your eyes started to ache. You felt them sliding up, slwoly becomimg epicanthic and changing their colour into a silvery colour.

With heavy breathing, you laid on the floor. You touched your sensitive body with your light hands.

Another feeling drove through your body, striking your dick. It spasmed, as it spew out cum onto the floor, creating a small puddle on the floor. Slowly but surely, it became smaller and smaller. You moaned in pleasure and pain, as the small numb between your thighs and legs slid into your body, creating a small but wet and tight slit.

"Procedure done. Start dressing", the speaker commanded.

Two soldiers with a small metal box entered the room through the steel door. They picked you off the ground, opened the box and pulled put a long dildo gag. With wide eyes, you gagged on the thing in your throat. After a few seconds however, your breath normalized. They pulled out a black latex face mask which they pulled over your mouth and locked behind your head, making it impossible for you to remove it from alone. Still not done, your hair was forced into two loose ponytails.

You tried escape the grips of the women in uniform, but were unable to do more than some wiggling.

They turne you on your back and pushed your legs up and outwards, leaving your new private parts easy to reach.

Your muffled yelps and calls for help got overtuned by moans of pleasure, as the soldiers pushed a buttplug deep inside you. You felt how a small cable led out of it. A small box was shoved alongside the rubber bullett inside you. As they pressed a button on a small remote, it instantly started to vibrate.

One soldier held your moaning body down, as the other one pulled white latex stockings over your thighs. They connected it to a black latex panty which drove deep between your ass cheeks.

A back dress was pulled out of the metal box. It creeked with every move when they pulled it over your naked body. Finally, they bound a white apron around your hips. Two half gloves were put onto your hands. Finally, two cute shoes were forced onto your feet.

"Dress up complete, ready for shipping."

Your eyes were covered in a piece of latex, too. The buzzing between your cheeks stopped, but you were still completly disoriented. You were carried through long halls and corridors until you were shoved back in a van. And then you went to your new owner.

After hours and hours, the van finally stopped. You heard voices outside the metal doors. The doors were opened and... you heard a familiar voice.

"So... this is my new maid?", your ex-wife said.

"Yep, madame. She's gonna do everything you tell her to do", another officer said.

"And... she was a man, right?"

"Yes, madame. But if she should ever try to do anything against you, just press this button. She should drop to the floor within a second."

"Alright, then... uhm... can I remove the blindfold?"

"Sure, go ahead."

The blindfold was removed and you stared into the eyes of your former wife.

With wide eyes, you tried to fall in her arms and hug her, beg her to remove the humiliating stuff on your body. But instead, she screamed and pushed a button.

You instantly dropped to the floor, your butt vibrating and making you moan.

"See? Works perfectly. I am going to leave you alone now, Ms Milton. Have a good evening."

"Thank you", she said, before turning back to the still moaning you. She grinned with a devious smile. "And now back to us. This... is going to be great. How about we start our training?"