Henry messes with Lea

The man who entered the room was a middle-aged man who looked straight out of the early 20th century. Lea recognized one of the guys who was staring at her earlier as she was getting her heart ripped out. He remained silent for a moment, oggling at the maids, one after the other, before smiling.

-Well, what are you waiting for. Clean this house !

Immediately, the trapped celebrities grabbed a broomstick, a brush or any other cleaning device, and started working. Lea did the same, and a moment later, she was cleaning a piece of furniture, trying to ignore the creep who was now looking at them like they were some pieces of meat. Suddenly, she felt his presence right behind her. The other maids around her looked at her with fearful looks, as if they knew what was about to happen, but no one dared to say anything. Lea felt an ice cold hand slip under her skirt and carress her butt.

-So you're the new one, here, right?

Lea didn't answer, probably hoping he would get tired if she didn't. The hand kept rubbing her butt, spreading a feeling of cold through her lower body. She started when she felt the hand slip under her panties and get closer to her pussy.

-Please, she said. Don't.

-What do you mean? Isn't that what you were always meant to be? A slutty French maid?

As soon as he had pronounced those words, Lea suddenly felt a new sensation through her body, as if some kind of magical **** had struck her with an unprecedented strength. She moaned, as she felt her butt swelling, the uniform becoming way too tight for the ghetto booty it was turning into.

-Ooooh...what are you doing...

Instead of answering, the man who was changing Lea's body removed her panties, revealing a massive ass. Lea heard the noise of someone opening his fly, and started shaking in fear.

-Please, don't do this, don't...

A cold hand suddenly grabbed Lea's head, causing her to gasp, as her mind suddenly became hazy. Slowly, it felt as if someone else was taking over her brain.

-Do you want my cock?

-Oh yes, monsieur, Léa loves ze cock, monsieur !

Monica, who was cleaning a clock a few meters further, looked away, remembering when she had gone through the same thing a couple of days earlier. Lea, who was still scared and trying to resist politely a few minutes ago, was now begging to get fucked with a ridiculously cliché French accent, her breasts following the same path as her ass, as they were tearing her maid uniform apart. She bent over the furniture, waiting to get penetrated.

-Pleaze monsieur, Léa wants ze cock !

-You're lucky to have such a considerate employer, you know.

A split second later, Lea felt her master's huge dick being shoved inside her tight butthole, ravaging her ass, as she was screaming in ecstasy, begging for more, her face contorted in an expression of pure bliss. Deep down, a voice was urging her to resist, telling her this was very wrong, but her body she no longer controlled kept asking for more.

-Oooooh monsieur, pleaze, Léa wants more, Léa eez gonna cum !

For the next fifteen minutes, Lea remained bent over the wooden furniture, her now massive tits bouncing as she was getting fucked like a cheap whore by this creep who was messing with her mind and her body. Finally, she felt her ass filling with cum, and the man withdrew with a groan. She let herself fall on the ground, a large smile on her face.

-Well, that was nice, I'm sure you'll be a perfect maid.

-Sank you monsieur, zis was ze best fuck Léa ever...

Lea suddenly froze, as her mind was suddenly coming back to its senses. Her face slowly went from ecstatic joy to confusion, before turning into pure horror. She curled up in the corner of the room, now crying hysterically.

-What the fuck ! You...how did you do this...

Lea looked down and saw her massive tits and ass. What kind of body was that...she was a freak ! She remembered this creep grabbing her butt, and then, it was as if she had fallen asleep and someone else had taken over.

-Now now, I don't like having people moaning. Now, get back to work.