About fifteen minutes had passed since I'd stepped out of that massive magical tub - a fascinating piece of work, honestly. The water maintained a perfect temperature on its own and seemed to filter and refill without a single pipe or faucet in sight. For a brief moment, the sheer novelty of it distracted me from the tragedy of my situation. Now, I stood in the center of the bedroom, wrapped in nothing but a plush pink towel. To my own immense embarrassment, I couldn't stop nuzzling into it; those new feline instincts were hijacking my body, forcing me to seek comfort in the soft texture of the fabric.
That was when the door swung open again.
A horned, crimson-skinned beauty strode in with total confidence. The sight of her nearly made me drop my towel. She was wearing a maid uniform that was easily two sizes too small. Her massive breasts were practically spilling out of the corset, and her skirt was so short it barely qualified as clothing, offering a clear view of her lace underwear with every step she took. And then there was the tail - a thin, demonic thing ending in a heart-shaped spade that flicked irritably behind her.
Dammit, so this is what a real succubus looks like. Straight out of a damn erotic fantasy, I thought, as she looked me up and down.
"Oh my~ Lady Lilith wasn't lying. You're such a cutie I could just eat you up right here," she cooed. Her voice was so thick with flirtatious mockery that the hair on the back of my neck stood on end.
Before I could even squeak, she moved. With one decisive motion, she ripped the towel away - the one thing I was desperately clinging to - leaving me standing completely naked on the plush rug. I instinctively tried to cover my crotch, my entire body flushing a deep crimson from shame, but she just huffed and brushed my hands aside, stripping me of the last shreds of my dignity.
"Now, now... no need to hide. We're both women here, aren't we? Or at least, you're trying very hard to become one," she teased maliciously. Then, without a hint of hesitation, she reached down and took hold of my "little friend," giving it a playful shake. "This tiny thing wouldn't be enough to satisfy any self-respecting woman in this castle, so stop being so sensitive about it."
I felt utterly degraded, standing there defenseless while she talked about me like I was a toy rather than a living being.
"I am the Head Maid of this castle. My name is Elene," she announced. "By your Mistress's command, I'll be the one handling you today. That means you follow my orders to the letter if you don't want to meet the less pleasant side of my nature."
Before I could process that threat, I let out a high-pitched cry as she tightened her grip and yanked me toward the bed. "Now, I think it's time we got you dressed. Unless you'd prefer to parade around like a common slut all day?"
I let out a soft groan and backed away the moment she let go of my manhood. I could feel her predatory gaze on me. It reminded me of Lilith's, but while it didn't paralyze me with quite the same level of terror, Elene's eyes were burning with a lust that made my skin crawl.
SMACK!
A sharp, shrill scream escaped me as Elene's hand landed hard on my bare buttock. It left a stinging brand behind and brought instant tears of pain to my eyes.
Hell, that actually hurt! She has zero self-control! I thought, instinctively rubbing the burning skin. But the succubus didn't give me a second to recover.
"When I ask you a question, you answer immediately. No thinking required. Understand?" Elene hissed. Her fingers clamped onto my chin, forcing my head up so high I felt a painful strain in my neck.
"Y-yes..." I croaked. My heart was thudding against my ribs, but she didn't let go. She just stared into my eyes with that hungry look, clearly waiting for something.
"Yes, what?" she demanded. For a second, I didn't get it - until the echo of Lilith's voice rang through my panicked mind, reminding me exactly how I was supposed to address them.
"...Y-yes, Mistress," I corrected myself, my throat tightening at the humiliating title.
Hearing that, Elene finally loosened her grip and nodded with visible satisfaction, though a dangerous glint remained in her eyes.
"Good. So you aren't quite the airheaded doll you look like. I'd advise you never to make that mistake with Lady Lilith; she isn't nearly as patient as I am," she stated. She paused to scan my naked, trembling body one more time. "Now, since it's your first day, I'll ask again: would you like to walk the halls naked like a little whore, or will you accept the lovely gift I've prepared for you?"
"P-please, Mistress, I'd be happy to wear the gift you've prepared," I blurted out as fast as I could. The vision of parading naked before the entire staff and guests was unbearable. Besides, despite the luxury of the room, I was already shivering from the slight chill against my new, delicate skin.
Elene smiled sweetly - almost innocently - and pointed to the bed. It was only then that I noticed the pile of clothes laid out there. My heart stopped. Calling it a "humiliation" was an understatement.
Right on top was the lingerie: a thin, white bra with cups that looked like a perfect fit for my new, petite breasts, and matching, tight-fitting panties. Both were trimmed with pink lace, giving them an aggressively cute, girlish look.
Next to them were sheer white stockings adorned with pink bows at the tops, complete with a matching lace garter belt. But the worst part was the dress itself - a tiny, incredibly frilly, pink maid outfit with more ribbons than I could count.
The skirt flared out violently thanks to a built-in, multi-layered petticoat. It was so short that the slightest movement would likely flash my panties to the world. The set included pure white elbow-length gloves, and the cherry on top was the footwear - classic pink Mary Janes with rounded toes, decorative bows, and a strap across the instep, set on a very low, almost symbolic heel.
I stared at the heap of ruffles and lace, my insides twisting at the thought of actually putting it on.
This can't be real. It looks like the worst costume from some twisted, perverted anime, I thought. But Elene's gaze, which barely hid her eagerness to see me in it, made it clear I had no choice.
I felt faint standing before that pile of frills. I could already see myself in it - I was going to look like a total, cheap bimbo from some fucked-up dream. But as Lady Elene began to tap her foot impatiently and I felt the lingering pulse of pain on my backside, I decided not to risk another confrontation. I reached for the lace pink panties.
SMACK!
"Girl, have you never dressed yourself before?" she growled. I hissed in pain as her hand landed on my other buttock, stinging just as bad as the first. "Garter belt first, kitten. The straps go under the panties so you don't have to take everything off just to pee... or when someone wants to service you quickly."
I trembled at her scolding and obediently grabbed the white belt. Fearing that any further delay would result in something worse than a slap, I started pulling it on. It took my breath away as I finally tugged it over my waist and hips. I felt my new cat tail get pinned between the fabric and my skin, sending another wave of bizarre sensations to my brain. The belt was damn tight, digging into my new, narrow waist until I could barely catch a full breath. But I had to admit, the effect was ruthlessly feminine - the white lace perfectly accentuated my hips, and the straps dangling in the front and back with their big pink bows were just waiting for the rest.
When I reached for the stockings, Elene saw my clumsy movements and realized I didn't have a clue what I was doing. She began barking instructions in a tone that was both condescending and lustful. Under her strict supervision, I slid the first white stocking up my leg, then the second, carefully smoothing the silk and clipping them to the garter.
As much as I hated this, I couldn't believe how incredible it felt. The soft, cool silk hugging my skin, caressing my hypersensitive legs with every movement... it only confirmed that something was seriously wrong with this new body if it reacted this intensely to mere fabric.
Next, still under the succubus's watchful eye, I finally pulled on the pink panties. I felt my member get tightly pinned back by the silky cloth - a sensation that was as frustrating as it was strangely arousing amidst the humiliation. I tried to reach for the bra myself, but Elene was faster. She snatched it away and ordered me to turn around. I felt her cool fingers on my shoulder blades as she fitted the scrap of fabric and hooked it in the back, explaining how I should do it myself in the future.
For me, this was the most degrading piece of the whole ensemble. That bra was a brutal reminder of my new, small, unnaturally delicate breasts. My embarrassment peaked when Elene, instead of letting me go, started adjusting the cups so that the two small pink bows sat perfectly over my nipples - which, under her touch, immediately became hard and visible through the lace.
She stepped back to inspect me. I felt like a nervous little girl about to perform in a school play, not a grown man trapped in a cat's body. Never in my wildest, most fucked-up dreams would I have imagined standing before a stranger dressed in such infantile, girlish lingerie, shivering with shame under the blatant lust of a succubus. The worst part was that the sudden thought of rebellion that crossed my mind died as quickly as it appeared, smothered by that damn instinct of obedience that told me to just wait for her next command.
"Mhm. Not bad for your first day, but next time I expect you to handle the bra and stockings without my help," Elene murmured. Then, to my complete shock, she began to slowly, lazily massage my still-aching backside through the thin fabric of the panties. A strange heat washed over me. "Mmm, you're so delicious, little one. I could eat you up right now. I'd bet everything that most of the girls in this castle will want to do the same the moment they see you. You should be glad Lady Lilith is keeping you all to herself for now."
Her voice suddenly turned serious. She leaned in, whispering an ominous warning right into my cat ear, making me flinch involuntarily.
"It's better for you if you don't bore Lady Lilith too quickly. Try your best to please her. Believe me, a shy, weak girl like you wouldn't last a single day in the harem without her direct protection. The rules there are far more brutal than you can imagine."
Before I could ask what she meant, Elene slapped my rear again - though this time it was lighter, almost playful - and straightened up with her confident smirk.
"Finish getting dressed. Unlike you, I don't have all day to lounge by the bed and admire the view," she tossed out. With trembling hands, I reached for the pink dress. It felt like the peak of my humiliation, far worse than standing in my underwear or even being naked.
This maid outfit, with all its ruffles and that garish color, made me feel like a small, defenseless girl in a heartbeat. The fact that it was incredibly tight even on my new, petite frame only made things worse. When I finally managed to pull it on and turned to face Lady Elene, I realized with horror that the hem of the skirt barely covered my bottom. If I so much as thought about leaning over, the whole world would have a perfect view of my pink lace panties. I tried desperately to tug the fabric down, but it was useless - especially since my new, fluffy tail kept lifting the back of the skirt, ensuring I was always one step away from showing too much.
"Lady Elene... I think this dress might be... a little too small," I managed to choke out, looking at her with eyes brimming with tears. The succubus just laughed sweetly and patted my head, dismissing my concerns as if I were talking about the weather.
"Thinking really isn't your strong suit, kitten. Hurry up and finish," she cut me off. Having no choice, I pulled on the white gloves. I stood still as she placed the maid's cap on my head and fastened a tight collar around my neck. It was so degrading I just wanted to close my eyes and vanish.
Finally, she helped me slide my feet into those sweet pink shoes and stood back to judge the final result.
"Perfect. These shoes will do for now, but don't get too attached. We'll be swapping them for something with a higher heel later, so you'd better start practicing your walk," she said. She smiled and stroked my ears again. To my growing horror, it gave me a physical pleasure I couldn't suppress. "Oh, one more thing."
Suddenly, she grabbed my tail firmly, making my whole body tingle in a sudden jolt. I felt her clip something to the fluffy tip. When she let go, I instinctively looked over my shoulder. There was a large pink bow, but that wasn't the worst part. With every tiny movement I made, I heard the clear, sharp jingle of a small bell.
I felt like I was about to burst into tears.
But Elene had already turned on her heel and was heading for the door without even giving me another look. Left with no other choice, I hurried after her, feeling every layer of the tight outfit and hearing that cursed jingling with every single step.