The Maid's Mishap

The Maid’s Mishap.

Sarah slowly rose, the alarm blaring on her nightstand. “Ugh. Is it morning already?” She slid her feet off the bed. “It can’t be morning already.” She rubbed her eyes with her left hand and used her right to silence the alarm. “Ughh fuck.”

She had been Ashely’s maid for a week and was already feeling the effects. Fighting with her “mistress” was draining. Sarah still wasn’t used to the idea of having someone like that, giving her orders. And when the punishments came down, it only fueled Sarah to fight more. She would teach Ashely that inflating her breasts like balloons wasn’t the proper thing to do. That Ashely should be treating her with respect. And that Sarah didn’t have some kinky thing for having her figure inflated every few minutes.

It infuriated Sarah watching Ashely laugh her face off when Sarah tried to say, “No, I don’t enjoy this,” only for Ashely to casually respond with, “Then why do you fight so much? None of my other maids fought so hard.” Sarah knew that Ashley was wrong. That she didn’t enjoy this despite how red it made her cheeks. Despite how much it sent shockwaves through her body. She would be the one to teach Ashely the lessons, not the other way around.

Still, despite it all, Sarah just found it exhausting. The back-and-forth games, the waiting on Ashely’s foot, and the constant getting in trouble. She just wanted a break. She laid back on the bed for the first time in years, exhausted. Even Gregory hadn’t made her work this hard.

There was a knock at her door. “It is time for my darling maid to get up.” Sarah groaned as Ashely danced into her room. “So, chop, chop, and get dressed. We have a lot to get done today.”

Sarah groaned. “Can’t we take one day off Ashely? Even Carien was able to have breaks working for you.”

“Oh, hush, darling. Carien didn’t live with me. And you are lucky you are not on the clock yet. Now get up. Today is a special day.”

Sarah sat up, her hair a mess. “I told you I don’t like calling you mistress. If anything, you should be calling me something. . .” She tapped her chin. “I am still working on the name.”

Ashely giggled. “Oh my, you are very feisty. I might just have to work on other forms of getting you to do what I want.”

“Oh no. Like what?”

“Well, you have to get to work first.” Ashely giggled. “As I said, today is an extraordinary day, darling. And I won’t have you lie in bed and waste it.” She narrowed her green eyes. “If you try, I will just make your boobs so big you can’t move.”

Sarah gulped. “You are bluffing.” Sweat beat down the back of her neck. “You have to be.”

Ashely held up her fingers. “Do you want to find out, darling?”

Sarah jumped out of the bed. “Okay. You win, Ashely.”

Ashely shook her head and snapped her fingers, causing Sarah’s butt to swell, becoming slightly curvier. “Hey! I thought I wasn’t on the clock yet!”

Ashely giggled. “You may not be, but you just have such a hard time calling me mistress. I thought I would give you some extra incitive.”

“Ya well. . .” Sarah rubbed her rear end. “It looks better this way.” She snorted.

“Maybe you should keep it like this.”

“Don’t tempt me, my dear.” Ashely turned around. “Because while we are at it. . .”

Sarah blushed. “Umm. . . I will go change now. . .” She stepped back. “But thank you so much for the offer. . .” She turned around, hiding her red face. “Talk to you in a bit, mistress.”

Ashely laughed as Sarah walked away. “Did something I say get to you? Hmm. . .”

Sarah walked into her walk-in closet and slammed the door. “Stop letting those things get to you.” She held her hand over her chest. “That isn’t a big deal. That isn’t a big deal.” Her heart wouldn’t stop racing. “Ugh, what is wrong with me? God, why does that make me so. . .” She grabbed her maid outfit. “Maybe Ashely is right? Maybe I do like this.”

Sarah slowly changed her outfits. “No. No way. I do not like my body slowly becoming more curvy.” Her voice seemed to hum the words. “My breasts growing and bouncing against one another.” She shivered as she slipped the skin-tight maid outfit on. “Oh, and. .” Sarah suddenly blinked her eyes, realizing she was daydreaming. “Fuck. . .” She turned towards the door, her face bright red. “I really have a problem, don’t I? No wonder Ashely says she loves me as a maid.” She ran her hand over her face. “I need to get control of myself right now. Repeat after yourself, Sarah. You do not find the act of your body growing to be enjoyable. And while you are at it, you will try and do something about talking to yourself.” She snorted. “What is happening to me?”

She walked out of the room and sighed. “Okay, I am all changed, mistress.”

Ashely clapped her hands together. “Really? Great. Now we can get started.” She handed Sarah a list. “You will go and get all of these things while I attend to some things here at the mansion.”

Sarah arched an eyebrow. “You won’t be coming with me? Or, at the very least, send Dex?”

“Oh, he has his own duties today, dear.” She patted Sarah on the back. “And so do I.”

“But don’t you want to be there to oversee me and make sure I don’t do anything wrong?”

Ashely giggled. “You would want that, wouldn’t you? So, tell you what I am going to give you a going away present before you head out. And.” She winked. “When you complete a task, take a picture of it and send it to me. If I don’t find it satisfactory, I am just going to have to give you a punishment when you get back. And they will stack honey. Oh, imagine how big you could get.” She let out a moan. “Oh, how wonderful.”

“Umm, I won’t mess up, mistress. I will not give you a reason to cause me to grow.”

Ashely patted Sarah on the back. “That isn’t until later. Now stop fretting and get to work already.” Ashely snapped her fingers, causing Sarah’s boobs to go up two cup sizes while her ass swelled to match. “You have work to do. Oh, and make sure you get back by the end of the day.” She rubbed her hands together. “Otherwise, I may not let you shrink back down tonight.” She laughed and walked away.

Sarah looked down at her enlarged body. “Of course, she would do this.” She smirked. “I umm. . .” She gripped her hands into fists. “I need to focus. I could get through the rest of the day without any more incidents. I need to focus on this list and not fuck it up.” She held the piece of paper in front of her face. “But why can’t Ashely just use an electronic list like everyone else? Why does she have to insist on being so goddam weird?” Sarah rubbed her brow with her index finger. “I swear I will never understand this woman.”

Sarah’s eyebrow arched as she examined the list. “Huh? This isn’t a list. All that is on here is. . .” Sarah gulped. “Is to pick up a cake at Alexa’s Pastry shop?” Sarah sighed.

“So, to add to the strange things Ashely doesn’t get how to do is making a list? A list isn’t just one thing. If I had her strange body-altering powers, I would punish her for this injustice of a bloody. . .” Sarah caught herself. “Fuck! I need to stop doing that.” She stomped down the hallway. “I am just going to get that bloody cake now!”

***

About an hour later, Sarah found herself in the parking lot of Alexa’s Pastry Shop. It took her a while to find the place as even though she was a Galensburg native she had never been here. Stepping out of the vehicle and into the cold, brisk autumn air, she strode up to the store.

“God, I wish I could put a coat on right now.”

As she entered the small store, all eyes turned on her. A young man laughed. “Are you freezing, miss? It is a bit late in the season to dress in such a strange outfit.”

Sarah blew her bangs to the side. “I know. It is part of my job.”

“Oh?” He laughed. “Are you part of that local maid service?” He leaned against a glass counter containing multiple delectable pastries. “Because I would love. . .”

A young woman came out of the back and sneered at him.

“That is enough, Kevin. You don’t need to be snide to every lady that comes in here.”

He looked at her defensively. “I wasn’t being snide. I was just asking her questions.”

The woman set a tray of donuts behind the counter. “Oh, then what were you going to ask the lady?”

“I. . .” He tapped his index fingers together. “I. . . you know what it isn’t important. I think I am going to find something to buy.” He laughed before turning and walking away.”

The young woman rolled her eyes. “I am sorry about that.” She walked over to Sarah. “Kevin tends to try and say dumb things to people he just met. I do my best to stop the dumbass.” She extended out her hand. “Alexa. And you are?”

“Sarah. I am here to pick up a cake.”

“Oh?” Alexa turned around, her long red hair parting to the side. “Who are you picking up for? I know all of my customers.” She raised her voice. “Isn’t that right, Kevin?”

“I can’t hear you stranger.”

Sarah laughed. “I am picking the cake up for Ashely.”

Alexa crossed her arms. “Oh. Now I get it. Of course, you work for her.” She laughed. “I am just surprised not to see your mistress with you.”

Sarah sighed. “Is Ashely really that well known?”

Alexa nodded her head. “Yes. She blew my mind the first time she walked in here and caused her young maid’s breasts to swell three times. I was in shock. But the woman is just so lovable.” She sighed. “But I would call her mistress if you want to keep your body a healthy size.” She laughed. “I will go and get that cake.”

Kevin arched an eyebrow after Alexa left. “So, you work for that crazy rich lady?”

“Yes?”

“How do you put up with her changing your body all the time? It would drive me crazy?” He twisted in his seat. “I mean, if I was a lady and all, I couldn’t imagine what it would be like.”

Sarah sighed. “It is a bit awkward at times. My breasts swelling. . .” Her cheeks flushed. “The punishments are very intense. . .” She pushed her index fingers together. “So much so that I fear and anticipate them. . .” Sarah took a deep breath. “Sometimes I. . . I. . .”

“What is so hard about this question? Well?”

Sarah gulped. “Nothing. It is just a very interesting experience, is all!” Sarah suddenly realized she was yelling, and all eyes were on her. “Umm. . .” She slumped against the counter, her squishy ass bouncing against the glass. “I hope that answered your question Kevin.”

He blinked his amber eyes. “Yes, but I now have more. Like, why did you use the word anticipate.”

Sarah gulped. “I. . . umm. . .”

“Here is your cake.” Alexa walked back into the room. “Kevin.” She narrowed her eyes. “You aren’t giving her any trouble, are you?”

He shook his head. “No. I was just curious.”

Alexa sighed as she set the cake down on the counter. “So I want to make something clear as you work for Ashely. She had this specially ordered. And while I can’t say what, as I was paid extra to keep my mouth shut, I can say you should keep an eye out. This cake might be a bit of a surprise.” Alexa winked. “Good luck.”

Sarah took the delicious-looking chocolate dessert. “Umm, thank you. But I think I know how to handle the mistress by now.” She turned around. “Have a nice day.”

“You too.”

***

Later that day, Sarah arrived back at Ashely’s mansion with the cake in tow. “Ashely.

I am back! Hello?”

Dex suddenly appeared, almost causing her to drop the cake. “The mistress is in the back garden waiting for you.”

Sarah took long, deep breaths. “You scared me half to death. I could have dropped the cake.”

“You are to take the desert and place it on one of the tables out back. Then you are to wait for further instructions.”

She narrowed her eyes. “How about I do what I want, Dex?” She walked past him.

“You know what happens when you do that.”

“Of course, I do. I don’t need you to tell me that.” She made her way through the winding corridors until she found herself at the door to the massive backyard. “Fuck maybe I should have waited for Dex.” As she tried to open the door, Ashely rushed up from the other side.

“Let me help you with that, darling.” She smiled as she opened it. “There. Now hurry.

Oh, it looks terrific.”

“Ugh ya. It is heavy, too.”

Ashely tapped her index finger on her chin. “Hmm, I should have seen the cake sooner.”

“Huh?” Sarah set the delectable desert down. “What are you talking about?”

“I told you to send a picture of it to me via text.” She threw her arms up. “You are always fighting with me, my dear maid.”

“I. . .” Sarah sighed. “I am sorry I forgot, mistress.”

“Oh?” Ashely giggled in delight. “Are you actually apologizing?”

“I am just exhausted.” Sarah slumped down in a chair. “So, punish me and get it over with.”

Ashely crossed her arms. “Now, that isn’t the attitude my darling maid should be having. Especially on a day like today.”

Sarah threw her arms up. “You keep saying that, but it just seems like any old day.”

Ashely giggled. “Well, then, maybe you should just have some cake. Then you might see just why today is so special.”

“But—”

“Mistress’s orders missy.”

Sarah gulped. She wanted one day where she could be done with the nonsense, but she knew better. As she slowly stood up and walked over to the cake, she wondered what strange things the cake would do to her. Alexa said that the cake was specially made. “How much do I have to eat, mistress?”

“If you are stingy, then just a small bit of frosting with your finger will do.”

Sarah didn’t mind that. The frosting was the best part of the cake, after all. She used her finger to get a big wallop of frosting on her fingertip before lifting it into her mouth. “Mhm.” She licked her lips. “This tastes good. Can I have some more mistress?”

“Nope! Not yet.”

Sarah blinked her eyes in surprise. “But why?”

“Because I said so.” Ashely walked over and hugged Sarah. “And just this once, can you listen to me? I went through a lot of trouble for you today. Okay?”

“I don’t. . .” Sarah suddenly moaned, an intense warmth filling her body. She had felt this before, back when she had used Fredrick Fancy products to change in size. She looked at Ashely. “What did you do?”

Ashely giggled. “Happy birthday, darling.”

Sarah’s eyes widened. “Huh?” She stumbled back in surprise as she slowly began to grow. “Birthday?”

“Of course, darling. Don’t you know your own birthday?”

As Sarah was trying to digest the situation, her maid outfit tightening on her skin and squeezing her boobs and ass, people seemed to appear out of nowhere. “Surprise!”

Sarah held her hand over her chest, partly because her maid outfit was becoming tighter by the moment, rips and tears appearing by the second, and partly because she was just so touched.

“Oh my god!” Her face turned bright red as a massive tear appeared on her clothing, making her massive boobs even more visible. “Fuck!”

Tess walked forward. “And here I thought I was going to be able to see you when you were not a giantess. How wrong I was.” She put her hands on her hips. “You can’t stay the same size, can you Sarah? You are kind of like Alice from Alice in Wonderland.”

Sarah blushed as she held her hands over her breasts. “Not funny, Tess.”

Ashely giggled. “Oh darling, why are you covering yourself up? Let your babies be free for us to enjoy.”

Sarah’s face went red. “MISTRESS!”

Patrick walked forward. “I do have to say it is nice to see you again, Ashely.” He shook her hand. “And I am so happy to see you under happier terms.” He waved at Sarah. “Hi again.”

Sarah gulped as her maid outfit ripped part. “Hi. Fuck!”

A woman in muti-colored clothing giggled as she walked forward. “Hey, I think you look quite cute. We never got to meet at your wedding. My name is Beth. I work at Potion’s R Us. You had a bit of an incident there a few years back. But Ashely found me and well. . .” She giggled. “It is just nice to get out of that blasted store.” She looked up at Sarah. “And I do agree with the others. I think you look lovely as a giantess.”

Sarah sighed as she reached her full height. “Thank you.” She knelt down. “Thank you, Ashely, for putting this all together. I had. . . I completely forgot it was my birthday.”

Ashely smiled. “Don’t worry about it, darling.” She rubbed Sarah’s right foot. “Things have been a bit crazy lately.”

“I just wish Carien could have been here.”

Tess nodded her head. “We all do.”

After a moment of silence, Sarah looked around. “I am not going to stay like this, am I?

As much as I like being the true me, I still have people hunting me. I—”

“Don’t worry, darling. It is just for today.” Ashely giggled. “But we wanted to do something special. And I had to keep the guest list small too.” She sighed. “Like I wasn’t going to invite your family to see you in your birthday suit. . .”

“Oh, they have seen me like this, Ashely.”

Ashely threw her head back and laughed. “Well, isn’t that interesting? Well, I should have invited them then.”

“Ya. . . It is a long story. Being a giantess who couldn’t find clothing was a bit hard.”

“And I couldn’t invite our blueberry friends as they are having their own issues.” Ashely shook her head. “They wouldn’t even speak to me, to be honest, after what I let Christen do.” She snorted. “I knew Christen would be in trouble, but I never thought. . .” She took a deep breath. “It’s okay. Today is about you, darling. Enjoy your time being a giantess again. We are here for you.”

Sarah smiled. “Thank you. Thank you so very much.”