The Maid rough draft

The Maid.

Carien took a deep breath. “Ok. Today is going to be the day.” She grabbed the newspaper. “Today is going to be the day that I get a new job. No more slacking about. I can do this. If Sarah can have a job as a giantess then I can get one too.” She held the paper in front of her eyes. “Ok let’s see here.” Carien slowly scanned the help wanted section. “Not really much is there. Ughhh. I have no plumming experience so that is a no. Maybe I could work at the pizza place. That is a possibility. Huh what is this?” She pulled the paper closer to her face so she could read it. “Looking for a new maid to take care of me in my mansion. Will pay generouisly.”

Carien smiled. “Well I don’t mind doing some house work. It has to be better than working for that jackass Gregory.” She ripped out the ad. “Hey Sarah. I am going to be out for the day. Going to check out a job offer. Hopefully I can get back out there after walking out on Gregory.” She turned around. “Sarah?” Carien crossed her arms as she realized her giantess girlfriend and soon to be wife was fast asleep. “Hugh. Well I am not going to try and wake her up. She might accidently swat me like a fly.” She walked up and kissed Sarah on the cheek. “Well I will see you later anyways.  Love you.”

Carien turned around and walked towards the car. “Though I do find it a bit strange. Why would they just want lady maids for this job.” She shrugged. “Ahh well. People who have mansions I guess can afford to be weird.”

***

About an hour later Carrien arrived at her desination. “Holy crap. I knew this was supposed to be well. . .” She waved her hand about. “Grand and all but this is insane.” She parked her car in front of a golden gate and stared at the biggest lawn she had seen in her life, hedges and shubs dotting the landscape. “I wouldn’t be surprised if they had one of those mazes you see in the movie.” She scratched at her head. “How the hell am I supposed to let them know I am here?” She noticed a small buzzer at the far end of the gate. “Oh. I guess I should have driven up over there.”

Carien opend her door and walked over to the buzzer. Momments later a scuffy sounding voice drifted from the monitor. “Hello?”

“Hi. My name is Carien. I am—”

“Sorry. We don’t know anyone by that name. We don’t accept solictations or let young kids run about our grounds. I would ask that you leave.”

“Wait! I saw that you are looking for a new maid. I am here for the job offer!”

“Are you now? Hmm. Well you can come in if that is the case.” Sarah jumped back as the gate slowly creaked open.

“Well time to put my best foot forward for this interview.” She smiled and opend the door of her car. “It would be really cool to work in a place like this.” She slowly drove down the driveway, the gate closing behind her. As she drove along the driveway she peered across the majestic lawn. “This person sure has a taste for the lavisous life style.” She laughed as she spotted a naked stone statue in the middle of a pond. “I can’t believe I have never seen this place before. I would have thought I would have noticed it sometime growing up.”

Eventually she came to the mansion it’self. It was a massive five story building with multiple wings and balconys. As she pulled her vehicle to a halt in the driveway she could only gasp in awe. “This is just. . . insane.”

A man in a black and white suit walked out of the massive building, down the shimmering blue steps and towards Carien. “I will take it you are our new potential maid?”

Carien opened the door. “Yes I am. And you are?”

“Dexter. You can just call me Dex. I am the one who runs everything in this house for mistress Ashely.” He looked Carien over. “Hmm you will do. Come with me.”

Carien snorted. “I will do? What does that mean?”

“I said come with me. Chop, chop.” He clapped his hands together as he walked up the steps. “You want the job or no?”

Carien gulped. “Yes sir.” She followed Dexter into a massive hall. “Oh my god.” She slowly spun around as she closed the door behind her, looking at the massive chandelier above her head. The floor beneath her feet was a black and white cheakbored pattern and there was a massive spiral staircase at the far end of the room which led to the second level of the mansion. “This place is amazing.”

“Well I hope you like it as you might have to get used to tiding up every inch of the premises.” He turned around to face her. “First things first. We need to get you changed.”

Carien blinked her eyes. “What?”

Dexter turned around. “Follow me. Your new clothes are this way.”

Carien raised her hand. “What do you mean get changed. Hey!” She ran to catch up with him. “Isn’t my outfit good enough?”

“Everyone who works for the misteress has to wear a specific outfit tailored to the job they do.” He pointed to himself. “Like I am the mistresses butler and right hand man. So I wear this suit.” He pushed open a door and walked into a small room filled with outfits. “Meanwhile you as the houses one and only maid.” He handed her an outfit that was little more than a tight skirt, blouse and apron. “Will wear this.”

“But. . .” Carien examined the garments. “This is far less clothing than I have on now.”

“You want the job don’t you?”

Carien gulped. “Ok, ok.” She narrowed her eyes. “Well you are going to give me some privacy aren’t you.”

Dextar rolled his eyes and walked out of the room. “I will be waiting outside until you are changed.”

Carien sighed as she held the garments up in front of her face. “I will say something. Who ever lives here is a bit encentric.” She sighed. “I just hope the pay is good.” She undressed herself. “As I have to wear a skimpy outfit that looks like it is part of some sexy Halloween set. Ughh.” She maoned. “It presses so tightly against my ass. God. Ugh.”

Once she was fully changed Carien walked over to the mirror. “Wow.” She grabbed her breasts as she examined her new look. “This thing really does make my boobs stand out.” She pulled at the blue fabric. “I wonder why anyone would design a maid’s outfit this tight?”

She turned her head as there was a knock at the door. “Everything ok in there?”

Carien set her clothing on the nerby table. “Everything is going swimmingly.” She opened the door. “This is rather a tight fit.”

Dex nodded his head. “Well mistress Ashely wants you to look your best while you work. Now follow me and I can indrocue you to her.” He turned around. “This way.”

Carien pulled at her mini skirt. “Ok. I am coming.” She sighed as she followed him. Dexter lead her up the stairwell and down the west wing. At the end of the hallway he pushed a door open and led Carien inside a small but elegent bed room. There a young woman sat on a lavish bed with silken sheets. “Mistress Ashely. We have a new candidate for the maid position.”

Ashely jumped to her feet, clapping her hands together. “Oh my you are just gorgoues.” She rushed forward and hugged Carien. “I love you already.” Carien gulped as Ashely’s enormous breasts pressed against her body. “Yes I think you will be perfect.” Ashely pushed herself away and looked at Dexter. “Ok that will do. Leave us.”

Dexter bowed. “Of course my lady.” He turned around and walked out of the room.

Once he was gone Ashely turned towards Carien. “Ok darling. So are you ready to hear about your quaint little job here?”

“I just clean up here right?”

“Wrong!” Carien gulped as Ashely waved her finger about. “I will give you that one slip up for free darling. You didn’t know any better.” Ashely crossed her arms, her long golden dress dragging across the floor as she paced back and forth. “You are going to attend to my ever whim. And if you do something wrong well. . .” Ashely smirked. “Adjustments shall be made.”

Carien arched her right eyebrow. “Adjustments? What are you talking about?”

Ashely smiled and with a flick of her finger Carien felt the maid outfit tighten around her body. “My outfit has special properties darling.” Carien gulped as she felt a strange sensation course through her body. “And well. . . if you work for me you should accept that you will have to be a part of my vision.”

Carien shook her head. “No. This is getting too weird. It is. . .” She blinked her eyes as she felt a warmth spread throughout her body, the greatest intensity in her breasts. “Ahhhh!”

“Oh my.” Ashely shook her head. “It seems we have some breaking in to do. Such a shame.” Carien gasped as her breasts slowly swelled, her already tight outfift becoming tighter. “Well I guess it’s all good.” She smiled as she looked at Carien. “You will just look cuter anyways.”

Carien blushed in embarsment. “What do you mean? What is this?” She turned her body, trying to hide her enlarged breasts, her new giant mellons squishing against one another. “What did you do to me?”

Ashely giggled. “Why darling didn’t you read my ad?”

“I did. It said nothing about this.”

“It didn’t?” Ashely blinked her eyes. “Well I will have to have a talk with Dexter about this. That silly man can be so absent minded sometimes.” She giggled. “Anyways that outfit you are wearing taps into your bloodstream. With a little bit of love and magic I can twist your body any way I like.” She sighed. “My last maid ran off when I started altering her. . . sesnative areas. Such a poor dear. Wasn’t ready for such a fun job.” She shook her head. “We could have had such a long and wonderful time together too.”

Carien rubbed her forehead. “So what you are trying to say you can alter my look at a whim. Like not my outfit but my body shape?”

Ashely nodded her head. “Yuppers. I do it so you will not make any silly mistakes when I ask for stuff. I mean. . .” She rubbed her hand against Carien’s right breast. “You don’t want these to get too big do you. I would like to see them bigger but oh how embarrsing that could be. Espcially as you might have to drive me some place. Oh my.”

“Wait. I thought I was just going to be your maid.”

Ashely giggled. “Well that is just your title.” She leaned in and whispered. “You are my personal servant. You shall do what ever I ask.” She rolled her eyes. “And I guess if my silly husband shows up. Like he ever gets to play.  Such a silly, silly man.”

Carien gulped. “What did I get myself into?”

Ashely stepped back to sit back on the bed. “Now then.” She placed her hands in her dress. “I have a sudden urge for some sea side icecream. I know of a wonderful little place in Love’s Haven. You know on Lake Michigan.”

Carien gasped. “You want me to drive all the way out to Lake Micigan for icecream?” She moaned as her maid outfit tightend, her boobs slowly swelling. “Ughhhh. Fuck!” Her nipples hardend as the outfit slowly slid down her chest, exposing more of her swollen breasts. “Ok, ok. I can go get the icream.” Her cheeks turned bright red. “Fuck!”

Ashely giggled. “My, oh my your breasts are getting big already. They are just bigger than a g cup. Hmm I wonder what would happen if you slip up again.” She sighed. “Anyways I am coming with you.” She jumped to her feet. “Now only do I want the wonderful frozen treat as cold as possible but. . .” She squeezed Carien’s ass. “I need to make sure my lovely maid does her job right. So let’s go darling.”

Carien turned around. “Yes mistress.”

As they walked around the room Ashely asked, “Have you ever driven a limo before?”

Carien shook her head. “No. I haven’t had the pleasure to even be in one.” She tried to adjust her outfit. “God this thing is really getting tight around the chest. Ughh it is pressing hard against my boobs. I can’t imagine what will happen if she tries and makes them swell any bigger. Ughh.”

Ashely patted Carien on the shoulder. “Well this should be a good learning experience for you then.