(Draft) The Asylum's New Maid (FemJoker TG)

Here is the first CYOA in all of its drafted glory. 

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In a large room with a stage and TV hanging on the wall behind it, a large crowd was gathered, eagerly muttering, or waiting for it to begin. They all knew why they were here and were eager for it to start.

“Hello, inmates!” A man cried as the lights settled on him.

A tall man who looked to be in his early or mid-twenties. He had shirt neat black and wore an officer's hat. He wore a neat black suit with a long cape. In his hand was a brown cane with a wooden top.

“For those of you who don’t know me, I am the Warden here. It is my job to kjeep you all happy and deal with anyone in the  As some of you know due to the recent upswing in funding we have been able to gain new equipment to help me in my work. I has decided to put on a new show for all of you. However, only certain special inmates can play a role in what will be happening.”

A small cheer went through the crowd and Warden raised his hand and the group silenced. He chuckled, smiling genially.

“There are several people out there that need to be changed for one reason or another, and this asylum does that. It can be for some simple reason as my enjoyment of being contracted to help these souls see things in a new light. For today you will decide from various options who they will be and going forward, candidates will be compiled from you with the top choices being voted on. Now then let’s see who the ones from this list that need to be modified are,” the guard commented.

People cheered as the board lit up and showed a name and then a picture of who they could choose. Each name got a reaction and already some of the people there were roughly pressing on the letter associated with the name.

A: Jaune Arc

B: Ritsuka Fujimaru

C: Joker (Persona)

D: Issei Hyoudou

E: Ichigo Kurosaki

“And now then inmates it’s time to see who the newest one to enter the Asylum will be and changed to your tastes.”

The people in the asylum cheered as the votes came in, everyone. Putting in who they wanted to the be the first victim for this new program. The bars for each candidate went up a down with Ichigo’s haven’t gone up at all while Jaune and Ritsuka each gained a small percentage of the votes. The two biggest rivals turned out to be Issei Hyoudou and Joker, the leader of the Phantom Thieves. The two were neck and neck for some time until Joker gained the lead and managed to keep it.

“And looks like we have a clear winner folks!” The warden cried earning a cheer from the crowd as their excitement swelled. “Now let’s bring our winner down here so that he can meet all of you wonderful people.”

On the stage, a bright light went off as smoke filled the stage not to far away from the warden. In the smoke, a figure was able to be seen. They could see that they had short black hair brushed to the side. They wore a black coat and black pants and bright red gloves. Their face was obscured by a white mask with black marks, but they all knew who it was. It was the Joker, the one who would be their entertainment as they went through the changes.

Joker blinked and looked around where he was. He was in Mementos when a sudden blinding light went off and felt like he was being pulled somewhere. The leader of the Phantom Thieves looked down and saw that he was still wearing

“Where am I?” Joker demanded, looking at the audience and the man closest to him. None of them looked like a Shadow, but he had to be Mementos or some sort of Palace that branched off since he was still in his outfit.

“Why you’re in my wonderful asylum with all my fellow inmates!” The warden replied with a cheerful smile as he smiled at the leader of the Phantom Theives, making the young man step back and prepare himself for a fight. “But that is not important right now. What is important is that it’s time for the next part. There are many different body types out there, and we all have our favorites.”

A: Athletic Amazon

B: Big Bottom Girl

C: Curvy Cutie

D: Plain Average Jane

E: Shortstack

“Now then inmates show which type of body you would like for this rogue vigilante to have before we get into the real meat of the contest?”

“What?” Joker questioned, looking at the board and wondering what it meant. He looked over the crowd and saw them voting, pressing down on screens. He looked back and saw bars appearing on the board next to each option and frowned as he reached toward his knife and gun, ready to act.

Joker blinked wondering what Curvy Cutie was supposed to do to her. This had to be another palace. The young man didn’t have long to think about it as his body suddenly felt off as if he had just been shocked.

The whole world suddenly started to get larger to the young woman as the rest of his body felt off. He looked down at his arms and legs and saw they were thinner smaller his hands. For a moment his clothes were loose before they adjusted and tightened around his frame. He prodded his changed body and could feel the difference in it. The hair that he had there was gone.

Joker groaned as his thighs got larger, crushing his manhood between them. The young man squirmed as he looked down and moved his legs as best he could. It was strange to see them thickening so quickly, and a part of him was aroused.

His face felt off as if it was being caressed. The young man touched his face and feel it was softer and more feminine. His lips were plumper, and his nose smaller than before. Even with the lack of mirror, she knew that she was a beauty to rival the likes of Ann and Makoto.

Suddenly his waist tightened and he groaned as he held his gut. He felt a soft smooth stomach there that he never had before. It continued to get smaller and he could feel his harden even further. Joker panted, his mind panicking as he shuddered. It took all that he had not to heave as he realized that he had a slim slender waist and toned core.

A sharp pain went through his body and he cupped his crotch, only to notice something wrong. He could feel through his attire that his balls were shrinking and his dick was getting

A sudden rumble from her ass made her squeal as her ass ballooned. She squealed as her pants dug into her lower body and new crotch. She moved her jacket as best she could, ignoring the catcalls of the crowd who admired her rear. She flushed harder when she saw that she had a huge delectable rear end.

Her chest suddenly grew out, as if water balloons were being filled out on top of them. With her current posture she lost her balance and fell onto the ground. Even though she had fallen she rose up where she was growing cushion was there and pushed her higher off the ground. Her erect nipple pushed against her clothes and floor, making her wince as strong aroused feelings went through her body and stimulated her senses. A heat building in her core the more they swelled. They only ceased their growth when they became melon-sized DD-cup breasts that would catch anyone’s eyes, especially with how her coat was framing.

Joker moaned and was pulled up to her feet and stumbled, shivering at the extra bounce and jiggle from her chest and butt.

“And there you are folks look at the curvy cutie that is Joker!” Warden cried. “Why she looks like she belongs on the front cover of a modeling magazine wouldn’t you agree!”

Joker’s face flushed as she looked down her body and jumped when her eyes landed on the immense boobs that were there. She looked behind her and squealed at the sight of her immense buttocks there as if it was taunting her. A part of her wanted to caress her new curves, especially in such a tight outfit. The young woman blushed and could feel everyone’s eyes on her and quickly forced her embarrassment, perversion, and everything else that would get in the way to the side.

Joker moved to strike at the man with this knife, but the warden was able to expertly block the attack. The leader of the Phantom Thieves bit her lips and blushed at the immense bounce of her upper and lower body but ignored them. She put some distance between the two of them, glaring at the one who had to be the cause of her transformation. The Wild card raised her gun and fired but he blocked it with the cane. He zoomed forward and with a quick strike of his cane disarmed her.

“Now now, no violence here,” the Warden ordered.

“Persona!” Joker cried, but then shuddered as a small zap went off as if she had just been shocked. She dropped the knife and the gun as she fell on the floor, her plush butt giving her more cushion than she thought it would. For a moment she forgot her situation as she was thrown off by the softness she had.

“No summoning Personas in here either,” the warden proclaimed, looking at her as if she was a student who was making a ruckus rather than someone that could have hurt him.

Joker glared at the man as best she could, wishing that she could do something more to him. She forced herself back up as he turned to the crowd, wondering if they would join in in the fray if she was able to attack him.

“Now then people let me know what you think would be an appropriate punishment for trying to attack someone? Normally I would choose such a punishment, but this is such a special occasion that I shall leave it all in your hands. It could be anything at all from a change in outfit, personality, or something else like adding another change to her body? After all, attacking someone is a crime, and certainly isn’t allowed in our wonderful asylum.”

The screen came to life as the otpions that appeared revealed themselves. The crowd cheered when they saw the options on the board, while Joker frowned.

A: IQ Reduction

B: Bunny Outfit

C: Hourglass Expansion (Bigger Boobs and Butt)

D: Dragon Maid

E: Asylum's Nurse

F: Femme Fatale Thief

“Alright folks, place your bets and we can get this punishment underway.”

The votes pilled up and the wild card frowned as she resided herself for what might happen to her next. She wasn’t sure what could be the worst thing to happen to her. Losing her mind was horrible option and the immediate thing that she didn’t want. A bunny outfit or becoming a Femme fatale, while bad, she would at least still be herself and have her mind. Becoming a  nurse for this damn place would be horrifying.

Joker watched, wishing that she could use her Persona powers still against these people. She would have loved to unleash a Megilodan on all of these people. Considering her whole situation though she was willing to case it aside if it got her out of this.

Suddenly the poll came to an end and the young woman frowned when she saw out of al the things that could have won it had to be Dragon Maid. Sure getting a bigger set of boobs and butt were bad, but at least she wouldn’t have to deal with any extra appendages. At the very least she could be happy that her mind wasn’t altered by one of those choices. She hoped.

The only question was what kind of Dragon maid would she be. Would she be more like a Neko girl, or something more extreme like an anthro version? She hoped that it was the former instead of the second version. At least then she wouldn't be earning looks from people and just say she's cosplaying at least.

A sudden pain came from her head, making her wince as if someone was pressing down on her head. Joker brought her hands up and felt a pair of points form that made her wince. It got worse for a moment and she breathed out to keep calm. She kept her hands there and could feel them grow larger and curve out, making her wince. It felt like they were pair of ram horns when she petted one as a kid, but she could how her hands traced them. They continued to grow larger until they finished changing into a pair of large horns on her head, the weight was distracting but not as bad as it should have been.

“Don't worry I made it so they don't bother you as much as they would have if you suddenly had to deal with them. I figured that I would be nice to you that way,” Warden commented as if that was supposed to calm her down.

Before the woman could say anything in response a sharp pain suddenly assaulted the young woman’s rear making her gasp. A small tearing sound resounded through the room and she gasped as a cold feeling came over her as if water had just been dumped over her. The crowd gasped in awe as they saw a black apendage grow longer behind her and wider, the girl letting out aroused gasps as it. It grew longer, wider, and unlike the rest of her body, it was covered in black scales. When it finally stopped, the young woman and gasped at the sight of it.

Joker could only stare at the long black draconian tail that she now had. It moved from side to side, as if it was trying to draw attention to her prodigious rear end. The young woman stared at the tail, wondering if she was imagining things. This had to be some sort of weird fever dream or something, it was the only thing that she could think of that made sense or some weird Palace that just split off from Mementos. At the very least she was happy that she didn't have to deal with being a real full-on dragon girl. That would have made things weirder for her then they already were.

“And now we can give you the second part,” Warden said gleefully.

Suddenly Joker’s Phantom Thief attire broke down and tore apart, much to the young woman’s horror. The sides of her pants gave way and fell down to her sides as if scissors had been used on them. Her jacket fell onto the floor, as it became little more than thread. Her top fell to the floor as well as if the back of it had given out from her.

“Ahh!” the young woman screamed as she covered his exposed body as best she could. She blushed as the prisoners hooted and hollered at her nude state. Her blush grew and she stammered as she tried fruitlesslsy to conceal herself.

Suddenly the tattered remains of her attire flew around her as if they were on strings. They crawled up her body making her shiver. Her shoes became a pair of heels and socks. A small skirt appeared around her waist that reached her upper thighs. A white appro appeared on the front and a large white appeared that rested just above her tail that that kept it in place. The top portion of her uniform appeared and became a black long-sleeved top with cuffs. A bonnet appeared on top of her head that made her blink.

Gone were the clothes that she wore whenever she snuck into the Metaverse. In its place was a sexy maid uniform that looked more fitting for the maid-cafe than back in her world. The young woman blushed and grabbed the bottom of her skirt and apron. She tried to hide the panties that had formed there but knew it was a fruitless endeavor.

“This actually became a double knockout,” Warden commented as he stared at his new maid. He cupped his chin and frowned. “I was considering making it so that you got a new job, but that seemed to have been voted on already. Note to self next time, specify only one thing in the future otherwise might be seen as a double up. Still happy to have you working for me. I could always use a sexy maid working around this place keeping my office clean and acting as a secretary.”

Joker stared at him, glaring at him hatefully. If she could hurt him, she would let out her inner sadist without any hesitation.

“Well then now it’s time for the next round of votes. Since we actually dealt with the job now we need to change her some more. Now how do you think we could improve that figure of her’s?”

A: Amazonian Muscle

B: Bosom of Legend

C: Chunky

D: Dat Ass

E: Extreme Curves

Joker watched the screen changed with baited breath, afraid of what would be the victor this time among the votes. To her her horror she could see a clear winner emerge from the options. She closed her eyes and breathed in handout, trying to keep the calm that she had. It wouldn’t do if she lost herself to panic, and still couldn’t think of a way that she would be able to turn things around.

“Looks like your chest will be getting even larger Ms. Joker,” Warden commented happily. “Not thatitsaproblem.”

Joker opened her mouth to say something in return but instead of a scathing retort a pleased gasp escaped as her chest suddenly started growing larger, the weight on her chest growing. The pleasure that went through her growing boobs and the rest of her body was like a gunshot. She screamed in absolute lust as her boobs grew, pushing the maid uniform’s chest further out.

Joker looked down and watched as her breasts pushed the front of her attire grow. The cheers and whistles of the crowd and the young woman did her best to block them out of her size as her cup size went even further up the chart. It reached sizes that she never would have thought possible in her life. The very thought of seeng her feet again was little more then a fantasy now that she would never be able to indulge in. The young woman rolled her shoulders back as the weight grew and did little to help her.

The woman bucked her hips, feeling her ass and growing orbs on her chest ripple with greater vigor. There was nothing that she could do to stop herself. She place dher hands on her breasts her fingers brushing against the fine points that she, making her gasp. The heat in her core continuing to grow stronger and fog her mind even more then it already was.

The former thief wondered how big they were and what they would look like unrestrained by the bra she wore. She wasn't sure weather she should be grateful that she didn't have to deal with being suffocated by the bra she wore since it seemed to grow along with her breasts. The better question she could think of was what sort of cup-size was she right now. She had to be something insane and ridiculous like a N or K cup at this. The pleasure that she felt from fondling herself continued to grow and expand with her bustline.

“And thus Rangiku Matsumoto, Lucoa, Tier Harribel, and Debonair Diamond have gained another chest rival,” Warden remarked, shamelessly staring at the massive breasts that the former Phantom Theif had.

Joker stumbled and had to put far more effort then she would have liked to remain standing.

“Well, I think that should do it for the most part. Though I'm going to throw one of my own that should do you some good,” the Warden chuckled. “Well more like two.”

“What are you,” Joker started only to feel a sudden heat build in her body. Joker started to grow older, her already abundant curves getting even more exaggerated as they filled with maturity. Despite the sudden change in her figure her clothes continued to adjust and fit her body.

Joker’s eyes glazed over as the heat from her ballooning bosom and booty assaulted her mind grew, making it hard for her to think straight. Her original past was clouded and get even harder to recall. Her mouth dropped open and hung there, the dull look still in her eyes.

However, it wasn't just her breasts or ass that were changing. She grew slightly taller as a more mature look entered her eyes. Her face refined, losing any of the awkwardness that it might have had as she grew older. The immense curves that she had looked more natural with the slight growth in height and more mature appearance that she had.

When the changes finally came to an end, the former Phantom Theif was now the perfect example of a mature curvaceous maid that would send men and some women in the world into lustful fantasies with ease. Any part of her body could have been used as a pillow and would have been able to provide more than a little support to her body. Whether it be the huge breasts, the immense butt, or the plush thigh, they would be able to offer the perfect pillow for anyone lucky enough to get it from her.

The inmates cheered at the sexpot in front of them, all of them imagining what it would be like to spend a night with her. Though they all knew that they would never be lucky enough to have that fantasy become real. Still, they could all admire the beauty in front of them without any issue. It would always be nice to have a lovely curvaceous girl like her around.

“And thus inmates I think it's time we bring this to a close. Don't worry we’ll have another one soon. And this time you’ll get to pick who it is,” Warden remarked. He wrapped his hand around her waist, his hand resting on her full round ass, earning an aroused moan from her and a happy aroused smile from her.

The warden led the new maid to his office where he would show her all the ropes, and what was needed to work around here. Not to mention it would be the perfect time for the two of them to get to know each other for more intimately. After all, working in a place like this and ensuring that all the inmates got the help they needed could be so stressful at times, and with her, he was sure that they would be able to deal with every little bit of it.