Earn Your Keep

I was asleep the other night when I heard a loud thump and some gasping coming from my closet. It looks like my Apprentice, Ez, actually managed to change herself back from that bra. Took her long enough. I turned on the light and opened the door. She was on all fours, and looking very tired.

“That, (Huff) wasn’t easy.”

“Nope and that’s why you need to learn how to do it. Otherwise you’ll wind up in someone’s closet, garden, art collection, or zoo permanently.”

She stood up and I lead her to my guest room, she flopped right down on the bed and was snoring in seconds. I left her and went back to bed myself. The next morning I found her sitting on my couch watching some silly science fiction show on the television. She had showered and changed her clothing. Her new outfit was no better than her last one. Baggy pants with too many pockets and a tee shirt that was too small and had some inane cartoon printed on it.

“Good Morning!” she beamed, “I slept like a…Hmm Maybe I shouldn’t say that around you.”

“What, a log? Afraid you might end up as one?” I teased her” Don’t worry, I specialize in clothing transformations, and speaking of which… Where did you learn to dress like that?”

“Why, what’s wrong with it?”

“A lot. So, where do you live?”

“I used to have an apartment over in Conyers but I sorta got evicted. Can I crash here while you teach me magic?”

“Well if you’re going to live here you need to earn your keep. And you are not dressing like that. Stand up!”

She did and I pointed at her, she tensed up probably ready to be panties this time but instead there was a flash and her outfit was gone. Instead she was now standing there in an adorable French maid’s uniform.

“Oh you gotta be kidding me! I’m not wearing this.” She squawked.

“No you’re not, try and take it off.”

She tugged on the dress and the top and grimaced in pain. “They, there attached?”

“Not quite. They are you, feel them.”

She ran her hands over the frills of the dress and sleeves her eyes widening at her own touch.

"Yes, technically you're nude, as you aren’t wearing any clothing it's simply part of you. Now this place needs a good cleaning! Why don't you start with my laundry. Anything in the blue bin can be tossed in the washing machine. However everything in the pink bin is to be hand washed. They like it better that way." I picked up my keys and headed for the door. "I'm going to go shop now, I expect every thing to be nice and neat when I get back. Bye now."

"Hey!" she said, her eyes going wide. "What about using the bathroom?"

"Don't worry, you have no panties" I called behind me on my way out the door.

I'll leave her like that for a little while. She needs to learn discipline, and frankly my place was getting a bit dusty.