French Maid

Kristin noticed that when she moved her nails over her lips she felt a tingle shoot from her lips down to her nipples. Her back started to arch and she'd only lightly scraped her lips. That was when she noticed her clothes changing.

Her night robe had pulled up and gotten tighter. It now looked like it was skin tight. Kristin watched in awe as one moment it was a tightly form fitting night robe and the next it just changed.

Kristin was now dressed as a sexy french maid. Her robe was now a black and white satin and silk maid dress with plenty of transparent ruffles strategically placed. It looked more like a lingerie dress than a functioning maid uniform. She'd be hard pressed to leave the house with out being arrested for public indecency. Yet it covered her breasts and her ass and pussy. Her feet had sexy 6 inch high heels. A single strap and buckle held her shoes in place. A small cute maid bonnet was on her head held in place by some invisible ****.

Kristin was able to move again. Her immediate reaction was to stare in shock at her reflection. Her hands moved again and brushed her face. Kristin received several sexy shudders from just lightly touching her lips and face.This was definite proof that she knew this wasn't a dream.

Her next surprise was that she spoke in a sexy french accent. "Merde!" she exclaimed. It came out as a sexy purr.

Kristin still thought in English but it seemed her thoughts where being translated into a sexy french accent. Indeed Kristin would soon find out that her command of English was no where near what it used to be.

Kristin tried to remove the maid dress but it just wouldn't budge. All she had to do was undo one simple bow that was at the back of her dress that held the dress against her neck and arms and it'd just slip right off. Kristin had a good grip on the dress but every time she pulled it just would not move. The strap on the shoes and her bonnet where the same. The buckle for the shoes just seemed stuck and the bonnet was like it was glued on!

Kristin decided to investigate the room. She opened her closet and all of her clothes were missing! This was enough for the gold digger to snap out of her confusion for a moment. Kristin was quite angry. She admitted that she looked quite sexy right now but stealing her clothes was just unacceptable to her!

Kristin minced out of the room and down the stairs. She was going to confront some one and find out what the hell was happening!

"Ahh Kristi!" you say as she walks back into the kitchen. "I'll have some eggs and bacon for breakfast!" you tell her. "Oi monsieur!" she says and finds herself curtseying at your request. You decided that Kristin would have a kind of auto pilot that would control her actions when required.

You didn't know at this stage when you might change Kristin back or if ever you would. Right now it was just too much fun seeing her move around the kitchen as she prepared and cooked your breakfast. You weren't totally nasty to her. Kristin would find herself enjoying her maid duties.