FSE

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When Felix applied for a job as house-staff at the enormous Lasseter estate he did not expect to be interviewed by a feline maid. Even more, he did not expect that to get the job he would have to wear a magical costume and become an animal-maid himself? But for 200k a year he could he really refuse?

Still, things only get worse for our poor hero, now heroine as he discovers that his new colleagues are more than a little sexually aggressive and that the head maid, a tabby cat called Silver seems to take great pleasure in teasing him.

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Black and White Frills all over is by far the longest story I have written (It is in fact a Novella in length). The basic writing and editing are done, there is just a few hours of proof reading left to do. The full work is around 30,000 words and will be released in 4 chapters throughout the week at a rate of roughly one a day.

Tags are for the entire work (the big ones anyway), once the last chapter is released I will release the entire novella as a single PDF in a 5th submission. There is no sex in chapter 1 but there is plenty of fxf starting in chapter 2!

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I hesitated, clutching at a ragged job advertisement while I watched the cab pull away. The iron gates which stood before me were the fanciest I had ever seen, not even in public parks had I encountered such complex metal work and yet these simply guarded a long, paved driveway. Driveway it has to be said, was a very poor term for the road that ran up towards the magnificent estate. It was wide enough for two cars and bordered by a decorative, floral edging which would not look out of place in a gardening show.

I almost turned away, this place was beyond intimidating; what chance would I have here? I had no experience, no real skills. I wasn't smart, attractive or charming. This place oozed class and they could surely hire someone far better than I. The advertisement had said 'no experience necessary' but that didn't actually stop people with experience applying. My indecision was interrupted by a sudden buzzing from the gates intercom "The Lasseter estate, please state your business nya" called a pleasant feminine voice.

I blinked in surprise at the odd, almost feline vocal tick at the end "I, uhm, was here about the house-staff position but I think I may have misjudged the advert, I think I am going to-"

The cheery voice cut me off "Buzzing you in, Nya!"

The intercom powered down, that tell-tale static sound that every intercom makes while active vanished; it seemed even a grand mansion like this could not eliminate that particular quirk! With a loud shuddering noise, the gates began to open. 'What am I doing?' I thought as I slipped through the still opening gate. I looked down at the advert again "House staff required at the Lasseter Estate. No experience necessary, 3 weeks on, 1 week off. Excellent compensation, open mind required"

I had spent some time puzzling over what "Open mind required" actually meant. I had never seen anything quite like that on a job description before but as someone looking for a new start, I couldn't really ignore "No Experience necessary". It took me almost 10 minutes to make my way to the end of the driveway, honestly, it was almost like walking through an arboretum or botanical garden. I did not come from a background of wealth and found the whole thing felt kind of surreal. The house was constructed from a dull grey brick and stood two stories high. The building seemed long with at least two distinct wings, though I could only guess at its shape from here. The front of the house was decorated with large flagstones, laid out in a checkerboard pattern; a mixture of slate and salmon. Large, meticulously maintained topiary trees trimmed into a variety of geometric shapes, were expertly placed throughout the landscape.

As I approached the door I noted a garage, separate from the building off to my right. The structure was large and glass fronted, looking more like a fancy showroom than the tool filled, brick sheds I was used to. From here I could see a variety of fancy and expensive cars, none of which looked like they had ever been driven. I felt a sharp sting of jealousy, if I saved up my entire life I could never afford even a single one of those cars. What was I doing here, they were never going to hire me. It was becoming clearer and clearer that this was a fool's errand.

I hesitated, standing before the enormous, black oak door, it swung open silently, catching me out a little; A door like that really should creak, I could only imagine what kind of crazy mechanism must be counterbalancing its weight. Still, I only got a few moments to consider this before my world was turned on its head.

Standing in the open door way was a maid. This maid, however, was covered in a plush layer of silver-grey fur with an almost tiger-like pattern of darker grey stripes. Her short feline muzzle sported a delicate flat pink nose and a wide mischievous smile. "You must be Felix, Nya?" she had her hands held clasped behind her back and danced from foot to foot, her lightly bouncing chest stuck out in an almost inappropriately seductive manor. I couldn't help but be mesmerised by this impossible creature. The grey furred feline maid was curvy, wide at the hip and with large, firm breasts which were cradled tightly in a maid's uniform, one, that was just a little too skimpy to be practical but not so much to quite reach the level of a costume. She was wearing a short black dress and a white apron, secured by a wide band of fabric tied in a ridiculous, oversized bow that hung from the small of her back.

Her grey ears twitched as they flanked a frilled, maid's head dress sitting above a short, if fuzzy, feminine shock of hair. She turned her heeled pumps, making that clicking noise that only a woman's heels do. "My name is Silver, Nya. I am the head maid at this estate" she glanced back with a smile, her whiskers twitching as if she was in on a joke that I was not "Please follow me, Nya"

I opened my mouth with so many questions that no specific one was able to make it out. She was already walking away from me, her long, grey-furred tail, swinging from a set of plump hips that seemed to be swaying significantly more than they realistically needed to. I gulped slightly and followed pushing the door closed behind me, it was clear she was employed for more than just her cleaning abilities and I certainly found myself having to walk a little carefully to hide the fact that my fellow down stairs could not ignore those swinging hips.

I stopped for a second, wait, there clearly was a much more important question than, was she hired to be sexy in addition to being a maid. I caught up with her in a few steps "That's not a costume" was all I said. I was ashamed that I could not word my question better but a mixture of confusion and libido was dulling my senses, I mean it did not even qualify as a question. I caught her glancing back with a small smile and her eyes dropped for the briefest moment towards my crotch. Great, and now she could see I had an erection. As if this wasn't the weirdest job interview id ever had already.

She actually giggled! I was not sure whether to hide my face in shame or anger "No, All the maids here are morphs, Nya" she said with an indulgent smile "Come, we are almost there"

That didn't answer my question. I followed her trying to switch my focus from her ass to the lushly decorated hallway. The walls seemed to be a rich, varnished wood with dark oak doors breaking up the monotony. There were periodic plinths decorated with fresh flowers standing between each door, all of which sat upon a plush, complexly patterned carpet. The walls were lined with paintings too, a mixture of expensive looking landscapes and portraits, though I started to notice that many of the portraits features animal women much like Silver, they were generally just as busty too and in many cases wearing a great deal less.

Great so much for getting my mind off sexy animal girls, what the hell was this place? Who owned it? And how was it possible that there was a walking, talking cat maid leading me through this maze of wooden corridors? She stopped suddenly and turned pushing open a door, sticking her butt out a little bit (okay a lot of bit) more than necessary "This meeting room should be fine, Nya"

She led me into the small meeting room gesturing for me to take a chair. I did so awkwardly, pointlessly sitting my hands atop my erection as if that would make her forget it. She smiled slightly taking a seat behind the desk, crossing her legs in an intensely feminine manor. She looked over at me with a playful, even lewd smile "So" she asked "What makes you think you are capable of joining our maid team? Nya"

My eyes bulged and I looked down at the flyer "Maid? The flyer said House-staff, why...why are you interviewing me if you want a maid?"

The cat giggled "Several of our maids are men Nya, we are an, uhm, equal opportunities employer"

I just stared at her dumbfounded, my brain didn't seem to be able to decide which of us was the idiot. After a few moments a thought occurred and I relaxed a little "Aaaah, you mean butlers, male maids are butlers...sort of"

She was already shaking her head before I had finished talking "No, Nya. The Master is quite insistent. All his servants need to be attractive, animal-girls" she gave me a pleasant smile, the kind of smile you might give a particularly slow child you were trying to work through an idea with.

I paused for a moment and opened my mouth to speak, said nothing and closed it. A few seconds later I did it again and then a few seconds later I started laughing. Silver seemed to be giggling along with me "Ah" I said "Then I think I am disqualified on all 3 requirements!"

I continued laughing and so did she. "Idiot! Nya, that's why you need to wear a costume!"

My laughter came to an abrupt end and I found myself flinging a pointing finger at her. My loud response was almost angry "That is not a costume!"

Her own giggling subsided but she still had a wide grin on her face like a, well like a cat studying a mouse. "Oh it is so, Nya. It's just a magic costume."

My eyes widened, 'magic' had recently been discovered. Well, more accurately someone had developed a method for channelling energy from a parallel universe that when manipulated correctly, acted very much like the flows of magic as described in many a fantasy novel. However, from what I had heard the crystals needed to synchronise the energy flows were so expensive, it was not really practical, I was not aware it had even left the lab. I didn't pretend to understand it but it was the only thing that made sense, the only explanation that was not completely crazy. This cat-girl should be impossible and yet here she was. It had to be true.

My eyes widened further "Wait, wait. Are you seriously suggesting using magic to turn me into some kind of animal-girl? Why would I do that? Why would _you_do that? Why would you not get an actual girl, or you know, just leave your servants human!"

She stared at me and smiled "Yes, Nya. That's exactly what I am suggesting. As the flyer said you would live here for 3 weeks, wearing the costume, Nya and then return home for one week, leaving the costume here" she tilted her head slightly, her ears twitching cutely "Why you would do that Nya? Well, initially, most of our staff are attracted by the money Nya. They have all come to rather enjoy it but." Her smile widened slightly "The Master would pay you 15,000 for each 3 week period. That roughly 200k a year! Nya" she shifted slightly in her chair enjoying my incredulous face "And why you Nya? You applied!"

My mouth felt dry, never had I gone so fast from 'nope, I'm outta here!' To 'holy shit, 200k?' so fast. Well let's be fair, that was a lie; this was the first time I'd been asked to make a decision like this. Was I seriously considering her offer? I started to study her form in a way I had not before. She seemed comfortable in her feline skin, I realised for a second I had no idea what her gender was, if it really was a costume, she could be a guy as well but then if she was magically changed, did it matter what she was 'under' the fur?, she certainly seemed to ooze femininity. I shifted my legs slightly and wondered what her possibly being male said to my erection, probably nothing. It certainly didn't seem the ease the blood flow engorging my member.

200k bought a lot of stuff. It also possibly set me up for life. I could do this for 6 months and have enough cash to launch my own business, I could do this for 3 years and just retire. All that was required was to give up my gender and my species.

"Does it hurt?" I asked. It wasn't really a genuine question, I was almost certain it didn't but I needed to buy time to think. This was easily the biggest and weirdest opportunity ever presented to me.

She shook her head slightly, her ears bouncing in a way that just made we want to reach out and scratch them "No" she said "It's actually quite pleasurable Nya, and temporary, though, it must be left on for a minimum of a week Nya, before it can be safely removed"

So I could bail before the first set of 3 weeks was completed but if I became an animal chick like her, I would have to remain like that for a minimum of a week. "And the duties? What does that involve?"

She tilted her head slightly "Well, Nya. Regular house work, serving food, shopping, cooking" I shivered slightly. I hoped shopping didn't mean I was expected to go out in public. "Anything the master wants, Nya" she gives a small laugh "Which is sometimes his maids! The Master is a bit of a pervert Nya, you would need to put up with his and his guests attentions sometimes."

My eyes widened slightly, what the hell "Part of the duties are to sleep with him? Wait and his guests?" she raised her hands shaking her head "Ah, No, nya, no no. He doesn't go that far" She tilted her head slightly with a smile "Some have slept with him Nya, but it was their choice"

This tempered my enthusiasm a little, I'd potentially have to put up with some pervert groping me, what the hell. I shivered slightly. 6 months though and my entire life would change forever, for someone like me, surely almost anything was worth enduring for 6 months. I mean before this, I was pretty confident I was destined to a life of unskilled, minimum wage drudgery.

"Would I be able to trial it? Try on the costume and see how I felt?" She gave me a smile that had a hint of predatory knowing, I think she believed I was going to accept "No, Nya. Once worn, the costume cannot be removed for a week" She tilted her head slightly "These costumes are very, very expensive to make, Nya. Even for Master, he only gets a new one every few months. He would not be willing to lose use of the costume Nya." She smoothed her dress slightly and tweaked at one of the ribbons that held her apron in place. "One week is the minimum Nya, and if you don't survive the initial 3. There will be no payment"

I frowned for a second, I was pretty sure that was not legal, I was also pretty sure when you had this much money, it didn't matter what was and was not legal.

I took a few moments, took a few deep breaths and gave Silver a confident look, filled with false bravado "All right, I'm willing to trial it for a month." This is where the interview would properly begin I guessed, part of me actually started to get a little worried, a lot of people would be willing to do, a lot of stuff, for 200k a year. Now I actually wanted it, I started to regret some of my previous behaviour. I had to try and claw back that good impression "where do you want me to start, a general overview of my background? Start with education?"

Her smile widened a little "Oh, you can tell me about that stuff while we are working, Nya" she stood up as I blinked. Jeez, I'd forgotten just how short that skirt was. Didn't I say it wasn't quite a French maid costume? I was less sure now. It seemed a lot shorter than it had earlier. I was suddenly worried I might have to wear the same outfit myself.

I felt confused "Wait, there is no interview? I don't understand"

She shook her head with a grin "No, Nya. That was the interview. " she gave a small giggle "Trust me, you demonstrated the properties master likes, nya" She passed me a pen which I took gingerly before spending a minute digging for a pile of paper from a filing cabinet. She passed it over to me with unnecessary flourish "Your contract, Nya"

My eyes bulged as I looked at this thing. It was worse than an apple user agreement! I flicked through but it was ridiculously extensive. A lot of it seemed to about various rights I was signing away, I would not sue or litigate over this and that. I had never seen anything quite like this and some part of me felt like I was selling myself into something.

There was no way I could read the whole thing so I tried to scan it efficiently but after 10 minutes I'd barely managed to get through half, and even that, I had only vaguely read. I paused for a second, what could I possibly be agreeing to that was worse than what Silver had already explained? So I gave up and signed. She looked at me for a second and then pointed at the page "And there" she said. I frowned a little, oh yeah, I signed there too. "And there" she repeated, lifting up 4 or 5 pages revealing another box. This process was repeated several more times.

I gulped nervously "What now?" I asked as she took the sheets from me and filed them away safely.

"We go get your costume! Nya. The first maids had a choice but not you Nya. We only have the new one available, all the others are already claimed"

"R...Right now?" I asked nervously and she nodded "Well, Okay. I guess, no reason to delay" I stood up and fidgeted nervously as she passed by, opening the door. I wondered what kind of cat my costume was going to be, were they all house cats? Or were some big cats? She led me out the room and further down the corridor, humming a pleasant tune, as I got more and more nervous.

Eventually she paused, standing in front of an unmarked door "In here, Nya" I hesitated and looked back down the corridor. Was I really going to do this? Surely this was crazy? Surely, I should take this opportunity to run. 200k though, that was quite the motivator.

I entered the room and blinked slightly. I wasn't quite sure what I expected but this was certainly not it. The room was plushly appointed with a thick, intensely vibrant fuchsia carpet, dark grey walls and long, dark pink curtains hanging over a pair of large windows. Two delicate, brass chandeliers, hung from the high ceiling with exquisite corning around the edges. I had expected various magical equipment, I mean, I didn't know what such a thing would look like but I could imagine. Instead the room was dominated by a long dressing table with a trio of large mirrors, almost like 3 dressers pressed together. This was the work of a master, finer perhaps, than any piece of furniture I had ever seen. A pair of wardrobes on the other wall and a long folding screen had been crafted with the same level of care. The screen was lacquered with a forest scene in which a variety of animals chased each other across a sparsely wooded meadow.

She approached the dresser before crouching down next to it. She pulled out a heavy drawer supported by casters as her swaying tail seemed to draw my eye. She reached in and pulled out what at first, seemed like a large black and white pile of fur "Master has always wanted one of these Nya, he will be so pleased we found someone to fill the role" something about that made me shiver slightly. She stood up and turned gracefully to face me, holding out the monochromatic costume. As she waited for me to accept it, her face was split by a grin that was verging on creepy.

My eyes opened wide as soon as my hands brushed the fur. It was warm and silky smooth. Honestly, it felt just incredible to the touch. I accepted the fluff pile, holding and squeezing it in my hands. It was possibly the most luxurious thing I had ever felt. A black and white cat then, a classic I supposed. I hoped I wasn't going to end up too curvy. All of a sudden I frowned slightly, something felt off, I was missing something obvious. I held up the mass of fur by what seemed to be the shoulders and shook it slightly. It unfolded from a pile of fluff into a more obvious costume, I could see the arms, the legs, and the enormous, plump, striped tail that fell with a thud onto the ground. I spluttered a few times with shock "This, this...this is a skunk! I thought I was going to be a cat!"

The kitty giggled "Ah, Nya. Now where did you get that idea?" she tilted her head with a smile "Some of the maids are cats, some are foxes, Nya" her smile widened "And you, are going to be a skunk"

I don't know why this revelation stunned me so much, was this really so different from being a cat? I couldn't think of any good reasons why it would be and yet, I think somehow, it seemed much worse "A skunk, in a maids outfit. I mean...cmon...really?"

Silver was enjoying this hugely "Oh, you will be beyond adorable, Master is going to love you." She almost seemed to start to dance from foot to foot causing that hypnotic chest to bounce again "Get it on, get it on! I want to see"

I gave her a small frown and then looked back to the costume. There did seem to be a zip hidden in the fluff, the pull-tag nestled in the ruff of fur at the neck. I could see the head flopping behind, attached at the back with what seemed to be a voluminous white-haired wig directly attached to its scalp. I grumbled slightly and pulled down the zip. The inside seemed like a flawlessly smooth, violet-pink satin. I reached out gently to feel the material and shivered; it felt almost as amazing as the plush fur.

I had been focused on the costume and so hadn't noticed Silver getting a little closer. She was holding her hand out smiling, she seemed to smile a lot "Here, Give it to me. Nya, you need to strip down"

My eyes widened slightly and I looked side to side as if there might be sudden spying voyeurs "Here?...in front of you?"

She giggled, giving a sharp nod glancing down at my crotch. I could not deny that this whole situation was erotic in a whole bunch of weird ways and my cock had refused to fully soften "You want to show it to me anyway, don't you Nya?" she tilted her head slightly "Beside Nya, you might as well say goodbye. You won't see it again for a few weeks"

I shivered, I had been trying not to think about that. I looked at Silver, she was clearly enjoying my discomfort. I couldn't help but be slightly annoyed by that. It was her fault! If all her movements weren't so exaggerated maybe I could calm down. Fine, if that's what she wanted, she could have it. I handed her the fur and started striping my clothes off. First my jacket and shirt to reveal what I would like to say were my muscular abs and rock hard stomach but were really a set of small man boobs and a bit of a gut. She gave a smile at my expense "Aww, your boobs might actually get smaller, Nya" I coloured bright red, they weren't that big. Silver was a mean kitty.

I took off my shoes, socks and my trousers. Leaving my package rather clearly pressing against my boxers. Silver glanced at it with a grin "That too, you have to take it all off Nya" Fine! So be it! I tried to pull of my underwear smoothly but...honestly, you shouldn't take your underpants off so fast. I almost tripped. It was not at all graceful.

Graceful or not, I now stood completely naked, the tabby cat examining my form with a slightly mocking expression. She giggled and held out the skunk-fur for me to take "Here, Nya" she said with a smile "You know, you could have gone behind the screen?"

I grabbed the fur from her and held it in front of me, hiding my shame "Are you going to be like this all the time?" I asked with a flat expression that clashed with my warming cheeks. She gave a short, sharp laugh and leaned against the dresser "Oh no, Nya. I am going to enjoy teasing you as a cute little skunk far more"

I sighed, just what had I signed up to. I turned the fur so that I was facing the entrance once more. The zip was already in the down position allowing me to see the silky pink openings where I was supposed to place my legs. I gingerly crouched and began to slide my left leg into the costume. I must admit, it felt incredible; the material caressed my leg as I rolled up the fur like a silk stocking. It was fairly elastic, almost like nylon or latex and felt like it was embracing my leg tightly. Once my foot was all the way down, I repeated the process with the other and soon both my legs were inserted into the costume almost up to my thighs.

I stared down in shock. Those were not my legs. The fur hugged them like a second skin and shaped them in ways that should not be possible. It wasn't just that carefully placed padding made them thicker, flowing in smooth, feminine curves where I had none. In other places they seemed thinner than my legs actually were. I took a small, experimental step. A larger one would not be possible with the costume held, bunched around my hips like this. I knew it was magic, but still, the way my toes wiggled, the pleasing feminine swell of my calf, it was hard to really comprehend what was happening. 'The things we do for money' I thought wryly and yanked at the hip section pulling the furry costume up and over my ass.

This turned out slightly more awkward than I might have anticipated, the tail was heavy and awkward and tugged the costume down while I was trying to pull it up. The ass seemed to be padded heavily as well and proved a rather tight fit for my own, much flatter posterior. It took a couple of minutes but I did manage to eventually get my ass squeezed into the smooth opening. I took hold of the remaining costume by the insides of the shoulders and turned around to try and get a better look in one of the dresser mirrors. My thighs were thick and womanly, I suspected my ass was a pleasant, round thing but honestly, all I could see, was this massive plush black tail with two white stripes running down it. I tried to move the tail but it didn't respond, it just sat there like an enormous stuffed blob. I had to admit, as surreal as this all was, the creature reflected was gorgeous, I was gorgeous, at least my lower half was.

I sighed slightly and started pushing my arm into the right sleeve while pulling at the fur with the left. I tried to ignore the rather enormous stuffed, plush breasts sitting on the front of the costume, getting closer and closer to their intended position. I finished pulling my fingers into the long, slender, clawed gloves and blinked as I opened and closed my fist; testing it out. I quickly used this hand to complete the other sleeve and then stood examining my new limbs. This was ridiculous, these clawed fingers were longer than my normal ones and despite the addition of fur were thinner too. I mean, had I not already believed that this costume was magic this would certainly have confirmed it.

I looked down, my cheeks already reddening as I stared at my erect member. It wasn't my fault, the sensations of this suit were maddeningly pleasant. There was an erotic, teasing, tabby cat, watching and grinning cruelly at me. I wondered if this counted as having masochistic tendencies, I had not really considered that particular kink before but despite the overwhelming embarrassment some part of me seemed to be enjoying this.

The crotch of the costume had a small pouch clearly designed to contain my member. The pouch seemed to be shaped like a perfectly tight, slightly swollen, furry pussy. I gave a small sigh, said a silent goodbye and thought 'best get this over with quickly'. I reached down to quickly force it into place but as soon as those soft, furry, feminine fingers wrapped around it, my knees went weak and I stumbled. The Kitty laughed uproariously "Well, Nya. Are you really going to masturbate here, in front of me? I realise you are making one sexy skunk, Nya, but that is a bold move!"

I gave her what was meant to be a death stare but that is not really possible when your face was quite as red as mine, so I decided to just tuck it into place while staring her straight in the eyes. I tried to ignore the sensations but my face just grew warmer as I worked my cock into the plush, satin sheath. It did not take me long to force it into place but I must admit it felt supremely weird. I could not really feel my cock any more but I could feel something else, warm and slightly damp. My cheeks coloured further, I was surprised that was possible.

I grabbed the zip and yanked it up, well that was the plan but it just jammed in the plush fur very quickly. "Damn it" I muttered looking down and started working the zipper loose. I was going to have to take my time and raise it slowly, giving me plenty of time to examine the costumes front. The fur across most of the belly was an alabaster white and the absurdly large breasts got in the way as I tried to manipulate the zip. I paused for a second to stare at them and then back at the Cat. "These are ridiculous, way larger than yours. What size even are they?"

Silver giggled slightly "They are quite a bit larger than anyone's here, Nya" she tilted her head slightly and grinned "As for Size Nya, I am not quite sure a letter exists"

I frowned at her. They weren't that big, I mean from where I was standing they did seem ridiculous but I had certainly seen larger in, uhm, certain forms of media. Sure most of those probably had significant medical assistance but still, it was not like a chest like mine was unheard of. I managed to get the zip pulled all the way up to my neck and let the tag go, it virtually vanished into the plume of fur that sat around my neck.

I took a small step forward and my boobs jiggled. My face was at peak blush but it still tried to get redder. The bounce of my chest sent pleasant waves of sensation radiating across my body causing me to exhale softly. I ran my hands slowly over my breasts and down my sides. They were covered in plush white fur, large pink nipples peeking out from their crest. From the neck down I really was an extremely curvy skunk. I glanced back at my plush tail which sat perky behind me, bouncing slightly as I moved. I still seemed to have no control over it. I tugged lightly at my fur and blinked slightly, I felt just the slightest give as the skin-tight material tented a little from my skin. Though I could barely tell It seemed I was still under the suit somewhere "It...is just a costume, oh god, it's incredible. I had no idea you could create something like this with magic"

Silver said nothing for a moment, she just smiled. After watching me examine myself she said "C'mon, Nya. Pull on the hood. Let's finish up this part of your change"

I frowned at her, fine. It did feel like there was no going back at this point and what did she mean by this part? I took hold of the head piece that was hanging at my back and pulled it over my head. The fit was surprisingly snug and it took a fair amount of effort to actually get it into place. A little struggling later and I was looking out the large, empty eye-sockets of the stripy mask. I stared at my face in the mirror. I had a cute little muzzle topped with a soft pink nose. A single plump black lip sat pouting below the muzzle and above a smooth feminine chin.

My face was primarily covered in a tidy coat of white fur but black ran in a thick stripe from my nose and up and over the top of my forehead. Thick, plush, wavy, white hair hung down from the top of my head bouncing slightly as I moved around. A pair of round. black furry ears stood in contrast, sitting high on my temples. My hair was kind of long, hanging a few inches past my neck, styled in a glamourous, wavy style.

I looked over to Silver "What now?" I said...well I tried to say. The headpiece was like a mask, I had just assumed it was going to transform into my face but it was just sitting there making it hard to move my jaw. Silver gave a small laugh at my surprised look and held something out to me

"You need to wear this ring Nya, it activates the magic" she said with a smile

I hesitated slightly and took it from her. I examined it while rotating it a little. It was surprisingly plain, just a simple silver band. "Once I put this on, I'm stuck for at least a week?" asked my muffled voice.

She nodded with a wide, excited grin "Oh yes, Nya! Ohhh you're going to be so cute! I am going to have so much fun with you"

I was so going to regret this. I slid the ring swiftly onto a slender finger, my eyes half closed as I shivered slightly in fear or anticipation; I was not sure which. There was what felt like a flash of light and I think I might have given a small pathetic scream. I waited for something to happen but nothing did "I don't think it's working" I said in an clear, melodious, slightly breathy, feminine voice, opening my eyes which I had not realised I had fully shut.

I blinked and looked down "Aaaah!" Ok I did scream, well, it was a pretty limp scream but it still counted. Everything had subtly changed. I grabbed and tugged at my fur. Oww! It wasn't a costume now. I took a few steps quickly and placed my hands on the table looking at my face; this wasn't a mask. I opened and closed my mouth, blinked my eyes and stuck out my tongue. Holy shit, it worked, and I looked amazing.

I suddenly felt gentle hands lightly grip the plush fur of my tail. I spun to find Silver standing rather close to me, moving her hands from my tail to run them through my silky white hair "Well, well, Nya. You turned out even better than I hoped" she groped my large breasts giggling as I squirmed from her tender touch "Hmm, Master is going to love you, nya!"

"S...Silver" I stammered "uhm, wait..." I felt so out of my depth and yet this was so _undeniably_sexy. I don't think I'd ever been so conflicted in my life. Silver just grinned at me, leant in and gave me a small peck of a kiss before dancing back a few steps and waving an admonishing finger.

"Mistress, or Mistress Silver to you" she giggled "I am the head maid after all, nya. Actually-" She slid open a drawer and pulled out what at first, looked like a simple tablet pc, when she held it up however, I could see the back was covered in a mess of slightly glowing, arcane lines. I looked at her more than a little suspiciously as she tapped a few buttons on the screen.

"What...what are you doing Mistress?" I asked, my eyes shooting wide. I had not intended to say Mistress, what the hell.

She giggled and waved the tablet a little "This lets me upload knowledge and apply changes to your behaviour, Nya. It links with your ring" she grinned a little "It will help you do your job Nya, I can magically provide you all the required skills, make sure you call the Master, Master and so on! It's a magical marvel Nya!"

I stared at her, eyes bulging slightly "W...wait Mistress! You cannot be serious, you didn't tell me about anything like this! Being turned into a busty skunk is one thing, but you can't seriously think I will be okay with you reprograming my mind?"

Silver rolled her eyes "Do not be so dramatic. First, Nya. Your personality will not be touched. These are things to help you do your job and get into the role, Nya" she smiled slightly "Do you think my adorable kitty Nya's are pretend?" she tapped the pad. "Two, The changes are tied to the costume. When you take it off at the end of your three weeks Nya, everything I do will be removed. It will come back when you put the costume back on though" her smile widened to something rather predatory "And three, Nya. You agreed to it in your contract"

Damnit, really? I bet if I demanded to see the contract, it really would say that. I sighed a little and pouted, I mean, not intentionally but my face was pretty much designed to pout now "...All right Mistress, as long as you don't change any of the things that make me...me"

She gave a small smile and hit a few buttons. Knowledge of how to dress myself suddenly flooded my mind. The parts that made up my uniform and the order and method of wearing each piece. How to tie the ribbon that would hold my apron in place. How to fix my head-dress in place. How to slip on my heels so to not damage the material at the back. All of a sudden I was an expert, as if I had spent my whole life wearing a maid's uniform. She pulled open another one of the large wheeled drawers at the bottom to show that it was filled with black and white frilly garments.

Silver did not tell me to get dressed but she did not need to. I knew I was going to have to wear the uniform sooner or later so I might as well get dressed. It was probably better than being naked anyway. I grabbed a pair of frilled, silk white panties and slid them quickly up my legs tugging them into place. They hugged my swollen rear brushing the underside of my tail smoothing down my fur beneath them. I felt like it should feel weird to be wearing panties but it was like I had been wearing them my entire life.

I pulled out the under shirt. It was long and flared out almost like a nightgown or petticoat though it had a collar sitting at the top of the neck. The material seemed expensive, silky and milky-white. I pulled it over my head and slid my arms though the short sleeves. I should have had trouble getting it around my enormous breasts but I knew exactly how to pull and manoeuvre it and soon the material was hugging my chest tightly. I lifted up the flap running down from the collar and started efficiently doing up the buttons.

I grabbed the black dress next and pulled it too, over my head. It was a similar shape to the undershirt although made of a much more resilient, tougher material. I pulled the material over my chest and it fell snugly into place beneath my bust, pulling the silk undershirt tighter over my chest. The skirt was just a tad shorter than the underskirt leaving a short strip of white frill visible below it.

I grabbed the apron and wound it around my waist just under my breasts. Tying the bow behind my back should have been quite a challenge but again, it was like I had done this hundreds of times and it took only a few seconds to have the enormous bow perfectly balanced, sitting in the small of my back.

I frowned as I looked down to examine my outfit so far. My skirt was just as short as Silvers though the style was a little different, I fastened a small button on the skirt below my tail which allowed it to nicely wrap around it. It did look rather elegant if unnecessarily sexy. I lifted out the shiny black pumps. They had perhaps a 2 inch heel and I carefully squeezed my feet into them. I took a couple of steps and while it was awkward and uncomfortable, I wasn't about to fall over. I stepped back to the drawer and removed a strip of black cloth which I wove around my collar and tied into a large bow. It was so weird, again I should have had no idea how to do that but not only did I know, I knew how to do it quickly and skilfully. I grabbed the final piece, the maid's headdress and tried to ignore the grin on Silvers face.

I wound the frilly length of cloth over the top of my head and tied the small black ribbons in place just under each ear. I sighed slightly, it was done. I felt like I was perhaps missing stockings or gloves but I guess they wanted me to show off my plush fur. Silver clapped her hands and squealed, dancing a little from foot to foot "Nyaaa! You look great!" she moved up and rubbed my head like I was some kind of dog "I knew you would make a wonderful maid!" she took a few steps around me nodding and nyaaing softly to herself. It made me feel a little self-conscious and I started fidgeting, I could tell I was bouncing my tail nervously.

She stopped behind me, part of me was sure she was going to grope me again but instead she paused and opened another drawer. I took a step round to look at the contents. It was full of cosmetics "Uhm, surely I don't need makeup. I can't really apply makeup to fur" she just smiled for a second and tapped a few more buttons on her tablet. Suddenly more knowledge flooded into my head. How to use and apply the various items in the drawer was the expected effect and indeed, that is what happened. What I did not expect was the additional knowledge of style and fashion; of how not just to apply these items but how to produce different effects from innocent to sultry. I learned that although my lip was already black, I could enhance its shine and make it more eye catching with the correct application of lipstick and gloss. This was also true of my claws, though less important to my overall look. Knowledge of how to keep my hair and fur looking plush and glossy was included and although Silver didn't make me magically care about my appearance, somehow knowing the effort it would take to fix should I let it lapse, was enough.

I sighed slightly and pulled a chair out from the side of the long dresser and sat sideways as I began to fish some of the items out. The final piece of knowledge that had come to me was exactly which cosmetics were considered part of my uniform. I could wear more if I wanted but I was expected to wear at least these. I took black lip stick first of all and spread it evenly and generously across my lower lip. I only had a lower lip, my upper having been replaced by the cleft palette of my muzzle. I made a kissy face into the mirror. It really did look good and once I had applied the second layer of transparent, shiny gloss it looked even better. I felt like I should look weird with only one lip but I didn't. It actually looked really quite alluring, I guessed that might be because of just how plump it was. If I had a similarly thick upper lip I would have looked ridiculous.

I grabbed the mascara next, I had always found it interesting watching my ex apply mascara, it looked tricky and the idea of putting something so close to my eye should have made me uncomfortable but the magic was potent and I was applying it like an expert. My eyelashes had already been long and feminine but by the time I had applied my thick layer of mascara and complimented it with a heavy layer of eyeliner they looked positively seductive. My eyes looked bigger and they had already been inhumanly large; the thick black lines which stood out against the white fur of my muzzle seemed to invite my own gaze to get lost in those deep twinkling pools.

Finally, I moved on to the nail polish and this is finally where my magically induced skills ran into a rather simple problem of physics. I coated my nails easily enough, my hands steady as I ran the brush across their surface. The nails were already black of course but what this was doing was making them extra shiny, much like my lip. No, applying the polish was not the issue. However, no amount of skill could make it dry quicker and I held my hands out and shook them gently as the knowledge I had been granted instructed. I looked up at Silver nervously "Is this the last thing I need to do Mistress? Is my change done?"

Silver looked at me with a happy, almost intoxicated smile "Oh no, Nya. We are certainly getting there but there are a few more changes we need to make" she smiled, predatorily as I sat nervously shaking my hands for the next few minutes. "Right, Nya. I think those are done. Please stand up for me"

I nodded nervously and stood, hands clasped just above my thighs, trying not to squeeze my boobs and make the huge things even more prominent. I couldn't help but glance down. I didn't think they were as big as my head but they could not be far off.

Silver started tapping buttons on the tablet again and suddenly more information flooded its way into my mind. My eyes widened slightly. Silver had just implanted into my head knowledge of how to move provocatively like she did. How to swing my ass as I moved, how to bend over when cleaning to present my ass in just the right way, how to pose while standing to draw maximum attention to my prestigious chest. It was the weirdest feeling because most of this knowledge was instinctual, it wasn't something you thought about but with a bit of concentration I was able to ignore it and stand normally. "What...What did you do!" she didn't respond, she just tapped away at the tablet a little more and suddenly, I felt my entire body shift. I looked down, eyes wide. My pose was very much more feminine. My feet were spread a little further apart in a pose that emphasised my ass and bust, well in some ways what it emphasised was my tail. The enormous black and white striped mass rather dominated my rear profile.

I wasn't sure how to react, I was having trouble processing this new change so I just stood in my sexy pose, mouth slightly ajar. Silver had somehow deleted all my existing knowledge of how to move, leaving me only with the knowledge and instincts she had granted me a few moments before. I clutched my hands at my side in little fists and with my chest pushed out. I stamped my foot, causing my bosom to bounce "W...What on earth Mistress! Did, did you really do that?"

Silver tried to reply but she was giggling far too much, I tried to stare at her angrily but I knew I just had a sulky pout on my face. Eventually she calmed down enough to speak "Ah, I said I wouldn't change your personality, Nya!" she gave a grin "Master spends millions on his skimpily dressed animal maids, Nya. Did you really think it would just be a case of wearing a cute outfit? You don't need paid 200k for that" she giggled again and I continued to pout.

She had a point though, I had already accepted I was going to put up with pretty much anything and honestly, it was still worth the money, I think anyway. It would help if Silver wasn't enjoying tormenting me so much. I took a deep breath and sighed "All...All right mistress, you have a point, are we done now? Please?" I tried to give her a winning smile, it probably just looked lusty when combined with my provocative pose but then, I had little choice.

Silver smiled "Oh, we are getting there Nya, next is the actual knowledge for your job" she taped a few buttons on her pad and suddenly the rough layout of the house was known to me. Holy shit, it was even larger than I thought. 4 kitchens? 70 bedrooms? What was this, a Hotel? I shook my head slightly shivering. This would be useful at least. She tapped a few more buttons and suddenly a whole wealth of housekeeping knowledge flooded into me. How to clean, how to do laundry, how to cook and wait tables. This was incredible I wondered if she could teach me how to do kung-fu! I gave a small smile at my own lame joke. Finally she tapped a few more buttons and my eyes widened at the next set of knowledge. How to flirt, how to kiss, how to please both women and men. Knowledge of where to gently brush my hands to send shivers through their spine to full on carnal knowledge.

My face went bright red "Y...you can't be serious, what the hell. You don't seriously expect me to screw people for you?"

Silver giggled slightly "On no, Nya. I already told you that. Some of the milder techniques you might find yourself in demand for but the rest?" she grinned slightly "You never know when such abilities might come in useful. You won't be forced to use them Nya, but such a sexy skunk should also know how to have sex"

I shook my head in silent protest, my tail swinging lightly behind me "A...are we done?"

"Hmm almost" she said with a smile "Okay, What's your name, Nya"

I blinked slightly before giving a slight sigh of understanding "Oh, You want me to pick a new name?" I looked down at my ultra-curvy form "I suppose Felix is no longer appropriate"

She gave a smile "Okay Felix, Nya" she tapped at her tablet a few more times "What's your name"

I looked at her suspiciously, I was a little worried about what she had just done "...My name is Fifi, Mistress" my eyes went wide and my lip dropped open slightly "A...are you serious!? A sexy skunk maid called Fifi? That's what you're turning me into?"

She giggled "Ah, I mean it's obvious, Nya. But Fifi definitely suits you don't you think?"

I pouted again, this time intentionally. I wasn't even sure what my old name was. This device was really doing a number on me "Fine, Yes, I suppose Fifi is a good name for a skunk maid, are we done now"

Her grin got really wide at this point, I actually felt a little frightened "One more thing, Nya" and she tapped the screen another couple of times. "How is that, Nya?"

I gave a nervous smile and actually took a slight step back. I blinked slightly looking down, well that was one advantage of my new sexy instincts. Moving in the heels was a cinch! I looked back to Silver, really rather worried about what she might have done "'ow eez what" I asked, my eyes bulging as I spoke. Holy shit, she had somehow used the thing to give me a thick, stereotypical French accent "Ah...N..non way" I puffed my cheeks up cutely "Eez eet not enough to turn me eento a skunk maid, you 'ave to turn me eento a skunk french-maid?" I shook my head "You are so mean, Madam Silver!" I sighed slightly, this was ridiculous, I felt ridiculous. I looked up at her eyes pleading "Please tell me zat we are finished"

She nodded with a toothy smile and placed the tablet back into the drawer, taking out a small key and locking it. "Yes, Nya. I think you're done!" she suddenly rushed up to me and threw her arms around my neck causing to me to give a loud squeak of fright. She rubbed her cheek into mine, hugging me so tightly that I could feel her heartbeat through her chest "Ah, Fifi, Nya. You turned out so perfect! You are so cute!"

I moaned slightly in her grasp but honestly, I didn't really fight it. My own plush fur felt exquisite and Silvers felt just as nice squeezed against me. I wrapped my own arms around her loosely and waited for her to get over her exuberance.