I'm telling you... (Buff Goth Maid TF)

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Nagisa: “Hey. Hey! Good to see you! I have to show you something.“

Oh hey, it's Nagisa. Your friendly neighborhood goddess. She excitedly waves at you. You decide that it's a good idea to approach her and see what she wants to say.

You: “What's up?“

Nagisa: “I found out an unbelievable thing. I heard that if you just believe something hard enough and tell it to yourself with enough convincing energy, you can become the very thing you are describing. Wanna try it out.“

…yeah. So Nagisa often comes with ideas like that, which usually become true no matter how ridiculous they sound, just because she is a goddess. I had a bad feeling about this whole situation, so I think it's best for me to just respectfully decline.

You: “Sounds great. What do I need to do?“

Huh. That wasn’t what you meant to say. Did Nagisa…?

Nagisa: “Just repeat what I say and it should work out. Ready?“

You: “Ready.“

You seriously had no idea what was going on anymore.

Nagisa: “Become Maid.“

You: “Become Maid.“

…You weren't quite sure what happened, but you felt a tingle all across your body. When you looked down, you realized that your entire outfit had been replaced with a maid costume. You couldn't even grasp how.

Nagisa: “See, it does work~ Now then, with every subsequent thing I tell you to say, you just repeat all the things from the beginning as well, just to really hammer them home into your little head. Understood?“

You: “Understood!“

You didn't like where this was going at all, but your lips simply didnt listen to you anymore.

Nagisa: “Become curvy girl! Dont forget to start from the beginning first!”

You: “Become Maid! Become curvy girl!“

A wave of warmth washed over your body as it began to shift and change. Your waist narrowed while your hips and chest expanded outward. Soft curves formed in all the right places, giving you an hourglass figure. You felt a newfound weight on your chest as breasts sprouted and grew, straining against the fabric of your maid uniform.

You gasped, your voice now higher and more feminine. You really wanted to say "W-what's happening to me?" but your mouth wouldn't cooperate.

Nagisa: "Perfect! Now let's keep going. Repeat after me: Become Buff!"

Against your will, your lips parted and you heard yourself say: "Become Maid! Become curvy girl! Become Buff!"

You felt a surge of strength course through your body as your muscles began to expand and harden. Your arms swelled with defined biceps and triceps, straining the sleeves of your maid uniform. Your shoulders broadened and your back muscles rippled beneath the fabric. Even your legs grew more muscular, giving you powerful thighs and calves.

The juxtaposition of your curvy feminine form with your new muscular build was striking. You flexed experimentally, marveling at your newfound strength.

Nagisa's eyes gleamed with mischief. "Ooh, this is fun! Let's try something else. Repeat: Become Goth!"

Your mouth moved of its own accord: "Become Maid! Become curvy girl! Become Buff! Become Goth!"

Your skin paled to a porcelain white as dark makeup appeared around your eyes and on your lips. Your hair lengthened and darkened to a mix of your normal color and a deep black. The maid uniform transformed into a weird mix of a maid outfit and a black corset and fishnet stockings, accentuating your curves and muscles. A collar with an inverted black heart and long black gloves materialized on your neck and wrists.

You wanted to scream, to run away, but your body remained rooted in place, awaiting Nagisa's next command.

Nagisa clapped her hands in delight. "Oh, this is even better than I imagined! Let's keep going. Repeat: Become Loyal!"

Your lips moved mechanically: "Become Maid! Become curvy girl! Become Buff! Become Goth! Become Loyal!"

As the words left your lips, you felt a little shift in your mind. A wave of devotion washed over you, centering on Nagisa. You felt a desire to serve and please her, but you could resist. You weren't going down this easily.

Yet sadly it seemed like Nagisa took notice of that as well, as she patiently smiled at you.

Nagisa: “Also did you know that every time you repeat those words afterwards, all of those attributes grow a little bit stronger? But only up to five times. Do you want to help me find out what happens if you say all of those words five times?“

You wanted to say “NO!“

But your mouth said: “Yes!“

Nagisa: “You know the magic words! Repeat them back to yourself now like a mantra~“

Your lips began to move against your will, repeating the words that were transforming you:

You: "Become Maid! Become curvy girl! Become Buff! Become Goth! Become Loyal!"

With each repetition, you felt the changes intensify. Your curves became more pronounced, your muscles more defined. The goth aesthetic deepened, your skin growing paler and your makeup darker. And worst of all, you felt your will weakening, your desire to serve Nagisa growing stronger.

You: "Become Maid! Become curvy girl! Become Buff! Become Goth! Become Loyal!"

Your uniform tightened as your body continued to change. Your breasts swelled larger, straining against the fabric. Your biceps bulged, threatening to tear the sleeves.

You: "Become Maid! Become curvy girl! Become Buff! Become Goth! Become Loyal!"

Your transformation accelerated even more. Your curves became impossibly exaggerated, your waist tiny yet with abs to make people drool, and your hips and breasts enormous. Your muscles bulged to bodybuilder proportions, straining against your gothic maid uniform.

You: "Become Maid! Become curvy girl! Become Buff! Become Goth! Become Loyal!"

You felt your willpower crumbling as an overwhelming sense of loyalty to Nagisa flooded your mind. Your thoughts became clouded with the desire to serve her every whim.

You: "Become Maid! Become curvy girl! Become Buff! Become Goth! Become Loyal!"

As the final repetition left your lips, a blinding flash of light enveloped you. When it faded, you stood transformed beyond recognition. Your body was a study in contrasts - impossibly curvy yet powerfully muscled. Your gothic maid uniform strained to contain your new form, the fabric creaking with every slight movement.

Your mind felt hazy, filled with an overwhelming desire to serve. You gazed at Nagisa with adoring eyes, awaiting her next command. You had a feeling that a small part of you screamed in protest for just a moment, but it was quickly drowned. You decided to forget about it, and rather focus on the things that really matter to you.

Nagisa: "My, my. You've turned out even better than I hoped. How do you feel, my perfect little maid?"

"I feel wonderful, Mistress Nagisa," you heard yourself say. "How may I serve you?"

And this time, you fully agree with your words. Whether Your Mistress made you say it or you did it yourself mattered little. After all, if you were ever in doubt about what you should be, you knew what to tell yourself.

Become Maid! Become curvy girl! Become Buff! Become Goth! Become Loyal!

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Big goth maid. What else is there to say?
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