You were in a state of silent panic. If your father's words were to be believed, you now could be controlled with remote control. Patty, your sadistic sister, could lock you into any form she desired with the push of a button. You saw no way your life improved with this. All this did was give your sister even more creative ways to mess with you. Of course, despite all this, you couldn't actually voice your concerns or even make your parents aware that this gummy orb was really their other daughter whom they thought was off with a friend somewhere.
You stared as your mother reached for the remote, taking it from your father as she chuckled.
"Well, a robot maid certainly sounds appealing. No more housework for me!" She said, pushing buttons as she looked at the little screen. It seemed like she was designing the form you would be taking on the screen of the remote. Patty kept glancing at it, smiling wider as she turned back towards you and then back to the screen. Eventually, your mother pushed a red button on the remote and you felt a warmth, your body softening up again before you felt yourself being pulled up and outwards, your gummy body being reshaped by the nanites as they worked to make the programmed form a reality.
You became humanoid in shape, actually normal people-sized, five whole feet tall, which was giant to you. You felt your face shifting, hair seemed to shape on your head, framing your face. Your feet arched up before forming heels, A maids uniform, rather short and sexy from the norm, formed from your body before turning black and white. You caught a glimpse of yourself as you changed, thanks to the reflective glass panel between you and your family. You looked nothing like yourself, but you looked like a beautiful woman. Too beautiful, clearly artificial as no one could naturally have these flawless features. The glossy white skin with pure black hair also helped make you look artificial. Mary's eyes gleamed, Patty covered her mouth to keep from laughing as she looked at you.
Suddenly you felt your body move forwards, walking around the glass and stopping in front of your mother. Your body gripped the edges of your skirt and you came down in a curtsy.
"How may this unit serve, Misstress" Came a robotic voice from your new mouth. Patty let out a snort of laughter at that. She couldn't hold it in.
"Sorry, It's just so funny...that...simple ball of gummy now acting like a person!" She said, covering up the real reason for her laughter. Annoyingly, your parents seemed to buy the excuse and turned their attentions back to you as you stood back up. Mary walked around you, taking in your new curvy form in its cute uniform. For you this was so embarrassing you felt like you would melt, but with these nanites controlling you, your cheeks didn't even blush at your command anymore. You were a prisoner in your own body, reshaped to another's will.
"Amazing" Mary said, admiring the gummy maid, it looked exactly as she had designed it. Jack was beaming at the success of the experiment.
"And it will obey every command I give it?" She inquired, glancing at Jack who nodded in response.
"Yeah, the nanites are very smart and can learn quickly. Anything you need it to do, it will do." He said proudly. Your mother gave her new maid a few simple commands and clapped with excitement as it did them.
"Can I take it home?" She asked, an odd hungry look in her eyes. Your father smiled.
"I don't see why not sweetie, we do own it. Be a good test run to keep it and get it to do various things" He admitted. Patty's eyes were alight with glee. She glanced at her phone screen and faked reading a message.
"Mom, Jill asks if she can stay at Ana's for a while" She lied, which was obviously meant to cover your absence longer. Unfortunately, your mother agreed casually before commanding you to follow her.
It wasn't long before you were sitting in the back seat of your mother's car, listening in silence as your sister and mother chatted, unable to move or speak without instruction. You weren't sure how long these nanites would be inside you. You were desperate to find a way to communicate to your Mom that you were the maid, but sadly, you were still a prisoner of the nanites.
When you all got home, Mary commanded you to answer to the names, Maid, or Millie. You of course couldn't stop yourself from agreeing to obey and were soon set to work doing various housework, dusting, neatening your mother's doll collection, gathering the dirty laundry. All the while, Patty would poke her head out and watch you for a while, before laughing and heading back to whatever she was doing.
After a couple of hours of mundane tasks, you heard your mother call for the maid from her bedroom. Obediently, your body headed up there, walking in and curtsying again with another,
"How may this Maid serve you Misstress?" Having replaced Unit with Maid as commanded earlier. As your body glanced up, you saw your mother was in the nude. If you had any control over your body, your eyes would have widened and your cheeks would have turned beet red. As it was, no visible change happened to the calm expression of the Maid you were stuck as. Mary climbed onto her bed and spread her legs, lying on her back.
"I want you to use that obedient tongue of yours and lick deep, bring me to orgasm while my husband is at work!" She commanded. In your head you screamed, begged, and thrashed, trying to run away from this situation, but your treacherous body simply curtsies again, got down onto the bed, crawling forwards, and moved its head to the commanded area.
"No, No, No, NO!" You mentally cried as you felt your tongue slip inside her sex, tasting the warmth and wetness of it as your tongue began to twist and lick.
Mentally you tried to shut down, this was not happening, it was a nightmare, you were not orally pleasuring your own mother, trapped as an obedient maid, captive in your own flesh. Of course, this was indeed happening, but you kept telling yourself it wasn't. Your mother's cries got louder, you tried desperately to at least cover your ears, but your arms ignored your desires, holding your mother's thighs apart as it continued its task single-mindedly.
Eventually, your mother let out a cry of pleasure and your tongue was drenched. Against your will, you lapped it up, cleaning up after your task was done. You stood up and awaited further orders, mentally sobbing and wanting to go burn your tongue off with bleach. Mary smiled, still enjoying the afterglow as she breathed heavily.
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