Kendall

"Kendall Jenner. That slut would make a perfect sexbot."

"Great," said Jeremy. "Now go buy your anal plug and get some bondage gear for Ariel."

"OK!" Bella pecked Jeremy on the cheek and left, and thanks to Jeremy she was blissfully unaware she had a face full of dried cum.

Jeremy went to his program.

Ariel Winter was by her pool doing a photoshoot for an online magazine.

Suddenly, she became very tired. She sent the photographer and his crew away, and she fell asleep in her lounge chair.

Ariel woke up some time later. She felt different. She stood up and looked down at her body. It looked toned. She somehow seemed to had lost at least an inch and a half around her waist, her thighs and butt were firmer, and her breasts were higher. "What the fuck?" she mumbled to herself.

The more Ariel looked at her body, the more she liked how she looked, and the less she cared about how it happened. She went inside and changed into a pair of Daisy Dukes and a cropped top shirt. She did not bother to put a bra on.

Ariel got into her car. She felt like buying a costume. She searched for a costume shop, found one, and drove to it. She walked in and found a clerk. "Yes, I'd like a very skimpy, very sexy French Maid's outfit."

"I think we can help you with that," said the clerk.

Ariel was not sure why she wanted a French maid outfit, but the though of dressing like one and acting like a maid was really making her horny.

The clerk helped Ariel find what she was looking for: a skimpy outfit that came down to mid-thigh and showed a generous amount of cleavage. She changed into it. It came with a lace cap, and she put that on. She paid for the outfit and wore it out to her car. There was an address stuck in her head, and she put it in her GPS. She was not sure why, but she drove to it.