Halloween Costumes TF TG part2

Finally finished I thought to myself.
I took a step back to marvel at my work. One hundred plates, twelve serving plates and I don't know how much silverware cleaned and placed back in the cabinets.
Finally I thought to myself stretching backwards, all the dishes are clean.
I took a step back and found no resistance. I took another step back and still no lurch from my body. Finally I turned around and walked out the door into the dining room.
The party had really livened up. More people had shown up and a loud rock song was booming from the DJ speakers. A lone black woman about my age wearing nothing but a bra and a mini skirt sat up dancing to the music as she ran the speakers near the edge of the room. Another girl sat in the corner wearing a black dress waited on people getting up to serve drinks and sodas to the party goers. Three more girls in maid uniforms rushed around the room cleaning up purposely made messes made by the party goers.
I walked through the room towards the pool when a girl spilled soda on my shoes.
"Whoops, better clean that up girly. Hahaha."
Why do some girls have to turn into total jerks at a party?
Ignoring her I walked out into the backyard towards the pool.
The sound of music wasn't as loud out here but could still clearly be heard.
The backyard was especially large and well kept, with probably a luxury lawn service maintaining it. The pool took center stage in the yard surrounded by rosebushes. To one side was a staircase into a secluded nook where I took it the hot tub was at.
Two more girls in black dresses rushed around the pool delivering sodas and cake to people in the pool. Two more girls in lifeguard swimsuits swam around the pool picking up anything the swimmers dropped into the pool.
I felt a tap on my shoulder, I looked behind me and It was the other girl from earlier. The words help me still rang in my ear from earlier.
"hello."
I waved my hand at her.
"my names Greg. My sister Liz turned me into this maid when I went to change into my costume; well I suppose you know the rest."
Why did they have to turn us into girls?
"who are you?"
I gestured to my mouth and mouthed the words "I can't talk, my sister told me not to."
"you can't talk?"
I nodded my head.
"Well it's nice to meet you, what's your name."
"Sandy" I mouthed.
"Oh maid" yelled one girl near the door to the house, "you don't expect me to clean this mess up myself" said the girl gesturing towards a plate of spilled cake.
"Got to go" said Greg running over in her high heels over to the mess. I turned my head when she began to bend over to clean up the mess.
I walked over to the secluded area and walked up the stair case. the hot tub was in its own little area surrounded by tall hedges and positioned to where the people in the hot tub had complete privacy. My sister and several other girls were lounging in the hot tube as three girls wearing bikinis massaged the girls inside the hot tube.
"oh, bro over here." Yelled my sister in the hot tub.
Great what does she want now? I wish I could walk away but what chance do I have when she can just force me to come back.
I walked over to my sister who had gotten out of the hot tub. She was wearing her pink bikini with matching flip flops for when she got out of the pool.
"see this is my little bro, well not bro anymore, more like sis." Said my sister to the other girls in the hot tub.
I stood there waiting as my sister continued to talk about me in front of the other girls in the hot tub.
"aww he looks so sexy." Said one of the other girls in the hot tub.
"yeah he wasn't too happy when I first turned him into a girl." said my sister. "I remember he tried to scream when he was transforming."
"he was just nervous."
"so bro tell us how you like being a girl so far."
Did that mean I could talk again.
"I hate it, I got an itch in my private place and these stupid breasts get in the way all the time. why did you turn me into a girl?" I said what came to mind just then.
"c'mon being a girl isn't that bad. besides don't guys like looking at boobs, now you have twenty four seven access."
"not my own."
"relax bro."
"relax" I replied "how can I relax when I have breasts."
"relax, you didn't actually think we would turn you all into girls permanently, the spell is supposed to wear off at midnight. After that you'll turn back into your old self."
"why did you turn me into a chick in the first place?" I asked.
"we just wanted you to know what it's like to be a girl for a change."
"oh, so you turn me into your maid to show me what it's like to be a girl."
"bro, relax just calm down, tomorrow you'll be a guy again, and you can go back to whatever you guys do, but for now you're a girl, so enjoy it."
"next time you want to turn me into a girl… sigh please ask first."
I bet no one says that very often.
"hookay" replied my sister.
"now just try to enjoy the party, the whole slave thing is just to let you know what it's like for being a girl… that and payback for all the sisters who got gum in their hair all the time."
"yeah but I never put gum in your or anything."
"oh relax, that's why I'm letting you off the hook, go enjoy yourself for a little while, and no I'm not taking you home. Think of it, you'll have been one of the few boys on this planet to what it's like to be a girl. Do whatever you like for the rest of the party, for once have fun that doesn't involve sports or video games."
"fine."
At least I'll turn back into a guy, maybe this isn't so bad after all.
Walking away from my sister I entered the main dining room. The enslaved boys hustled around the room, but I wasn't discussed by it. It was just a sister getting back at her brother for one night only.
Ten after eleven, I thought to myself, just fifty more minutes of being a chick and I can pretend this never happened.
Walking into the kitchen I grabbed a soda from the refrigerator as well as two other girls in waitress outfits and began to drink it.
The world felt so different as a girl. Even the feel of the cold soda in my hand felt different as well as the taste and the sound of the fizz in the can.
I decided to stay in the kitchen and began to help out the other former men do their duties. I helped wash the dishes that had piled up while I was gone and helped a few others out by setting out sodas for them to bring back into the main dining room.
Time began to fly. It was almost ten minutes until midnight. Standing up I walked into the kitchen grabbing two more soda's and a bag of chips. I found the room I got changed in and the plastic bag with my boy clothes in it was still there.
I began to get undressed so I wouldn't be wearing this maid outfit when I turned back into a guy. I blushed as I came to my bra and panties and decided to wait until I was a guy again before I took them off.
Two minutes till midnight.
Walking into the bathroom I looked at myself.
"huh, I guess it wasn't so bad being a girl for a few hours." I said.
I smiled at myself in the mirror and waved at myself.
One minute till midnight.
"I guess this is it."
Thirty seconds.
I began to wave at myself in the mirror.
Fifteen seconds.
"almost there."
I began to count down with the bedroom wall clock. Ten… nine… eight… seven… six… five… four… three… two… one… midnight.
Suddenly a tingling sensation began to spread throughout my body. I could feel the changes begin but I felt shocked at what happened next. My body began to change turning darker. The pink bra and panties began to change color, turning black. My brown hair began to grow even longer reaching down to my hips turning black. My hips began to widen out even farther. I looked down at my skin as it became paler loosing it's tan until I was as pale as a vampire practically. I could feel my waist shrink down even smaller. My eyelashes became longer growing darker. Bright red nail polish replaced the black and new lipstick reapplied itself. I fought the feeling of pleasure flow through my body as my new form began to take shape. Finally I felt my breasts begin to grow slightly larger practically ripping apart my bra.
Why is this happening to me.
The transformation ended as I crawled my way to the bed exhausted from it all. I couldn't think about anything but sleep.
I clawed my way up onto the comforter exhausted and as soon as my eyes shut I was asleep.

I was floating around a room. I looked around the room and it was a small bedroom piled with maid uniforms and all sorts of makeup and such. A cabinet half open filled with cleaning supplies filled one corner of the room while a dresser with makeup and French perfume filled the other corner of the room. At one side was a bed that took up most of the space in the room, leaving only a narrow walkway between the dresser and bed.
I sat down at the table. I was wearing the same maid uniform as before but I looked different. I literally looked like a French maid. Looking at myself I looked older, about 19 years old. My hair had turned black instead of brown. My waist was much thinner than before. My face was even different giving me the look of a French maid.
"where am I" I said in my new voice.
My voice was much more higher than before almost like a mouse making me sound very quiet.
There was a knock at the door.
"viennent dans les (come in)" I said speaking with a French accent. I knew I was speaking French but I didn't know French, and how is it that I could speak or even understand French.
The door opened and standing there was a girl that looked just like a the greg did when I met him earlier.
"dépêchez-vous ou vous allez être en retard (hurry up or you'll be late)"
"être juste là (be right there)" I replied.
The girl closed the door behind her letting the lock click as I heard her feet walking down
Instinctively I stood up and walked through the door down the hallway.
The rooms were decorated with marble colums and marble floors. Large decorative paintings littered the wall. I gazed up at the ceilings where paintings of angels and demons decorated every inch of empty ceiling. The doorknobs were made of crystal and the doors intricately carved with patterns of climbing ivy.
I followed the room into a main hallway where a young man sat in a chair eating grapes served by a young woman. He looked about my age surrounded by beautiful woman who manicured him. Next to him sat a long young woman, it took only a second to realize it was my sister. I took a better look at the young man in the chair. He was me, my male form.
If that's me then who am I? Why am I in that chair, why am I surrounded by women, who am i… who am i?
Sandy looked at me and without a second to waste he gestured me over.
"I am you and you are me" he said. "Think about it all these slaves, all these girls. I am the suppressed part of your mind and I can't wait to come out."
The room got darker and darker until it was pitch black. I sat down on the floor and thought about what I had seen. Was that my true self, was I just an imitation, who was he really?"