Happy New Year!

Dear readers,

I wanted to take this opportunity to wish you a happy New Year. This has been a wonderful year for Ladies Becoming Maids blog, which was made possible by your valuable comments, interesting feedback and suggestions. Thank you very much for that.

Needless to say, 2016 was the best year for this blog in terms of readership and December was the best month ever by page views (+20% vs November 2016 and  3 1/2 times over December 2015 numbers). I've been trying to stick to the self-imposed 1 post/2 days schedule since early September and I am very pleased it has paid off, even though as times it was not an easy task to come up with ideas. Thankfully, participation from a number of readers and writers made this a lot easier. I have enjoyed communicating with all of you and hope the level of interest in this ratheer niche topic will only go up.

My plan for 2017 is to (finally) begin e-publishing my stories. I have several in various stages of completion currently so hopefully the first should be available in coming weeks. This is an experiment for me. If there is any interest, I'd be happy to share my self-publishing experiences after the fact. I might have missed the boat on this already, but I wouldn't know until I actually try.

I will also be devoting time to my newsletter, The first one came out earlier this week, the second one will be ready in a couple of days. If you haven't signed up yet, this is your chance! I am planning to make it a weekly thing. So, if you have any questions and ideas, please do not hesitate to e-mail me.

Once again, happy 2017 and thank you very much for reading my blog!

Camille Langtry

Story: A Servant's Revenge. Chapter 4.

by Mally01

Chapter four

Charlotte/Rosa enjoyed her new found status as Mistress of the mansion. It had been three months now and Rosa/Charlotte had settled well into the role of scullery maid. Charlotte/Rosa was at the moment in the health spa getting pampered by the staff. Chantelle was doing double duty at the moment as stable mistress and chauffeur. Today they had taken the Rolls Royce and she was polishing the golden paintwork to make it gleam.

After Charlotte/Rosa had finished her massage she and Chantelle went shopping at the exclusive Bianca's Classified store. This was not a cheap store but Charlotte/Rosa had no concerns about the price. When she had sold the shares in Amalgamated there had been a clause that she would receive a percentage of the profits for the next twenty years. This would keep her in new clothes and shoes and also pay the staff wages. She needed to get a driver though she did not want to have to overwork Chantelle. She thought back to her meeting with Olga that morning. She had informed Olga that she was going to promote her to Lady's maid which would give her a raise and she could dispense with the uniform. In turn, she was to train Rosa/Charlotte to take over from her as the housemaid. Olga was very thankful and said she would ensure that tomorrow Rosa/Charlotte would start with her new training.

Story: My Fair Maid. Chapter 2.

By B.L Sharp

Valerie Smart is still in shock as to the events that are unfolding in front of her. 2 days ago she received an email telling her they know about the inappropriate websites that she was browsing on the company computers. They blackmailed her and threaten to release that information unless she did what the blackmailer wanted. First she had to alter her hair from brunette to bimbo blonde. Next she was forced to go to a specialty uniform shop a mile east of her job and purchased three maid dresses and accessories which included aprons, maid headpiece and gloves. She had to get the dress alter according to the blackmailer specifications immediately after receives them. Then she had to go amazon and purchased a few pair of black and grey woolen pantyhose tights, plenty of white crew socks and a few spa slippers. She really did not understand why she had to have socks and slippers. What was the purpose of that? Then she have to pose in the uniform in positions that are described in very chilling and disturbing detail.

Getting out the shower Valerie dried herself off and looked at the black maid dress with the accessories next to it on the bed. Tears flowing down her cheeks as she have to be humiliated and reduced to a lowly servant forced upon her by someone who seems to really have it out for her. Wearing no bra and no panties according to the instructions she received via text hours after the email. She grabbed the black woolen tights and slipped them rolling them up her thighs. They were very uncomfortable which was deliberate.

Story: My Fair Maid. Chapter 1.

by B.L Sharp

Chapter One

Brandy Williams is sobbing uncontrollably in the parking lot of OnPoint retail store. The 29 year old African American college student has been terminated from the store for no reason. She did not understand the logic behind her firing. She had been a retail clerk for the big box store in Detroit for the past 8 years. She basically worked in every operation of the store from a cashier to the receiving associate. She always comes in on time and never late. Not once have she skipped work or called in sick. She came to her shift with a positive attitude and a big smile.

Now she just has been giving her pink slip two hours ago by that evil bitch Valerie who definitely had it in for her. She always was on Brandy case all day and every day. If she is not down her throat about her production, she is nitpicking every single thing that she does.

Brandy had this gut feeling that this firing was racially motivated (due to her ethnicity) and was designed to force her out of receiving. She also had this gut instinct that this was also designed to get Valerie pet employee Rachel the position. Brandy did not do anything that would warrant her termination. She had been a faithful employee to the company for almost a decade. This is how she is repaid? By being tossed out the company like trash? She is not going to let that whore get away with this.

Story: A Servant's Revenge. Chapter 3.

by Mally01

Chapter Three

Several days had passed and Charlotte continued to recover but to reinforce her condition Rosa had placed her in the scullery maids room. Rosa had received a large box from her friends in FIS. Inside were four compact discs and four different maids uniforms and some paperwork.

The first disc was labelled scullery maid and there was also a disc player with a large set of earphones and a blindfold. The idea was to reinforce Charlotte's dreams with subliminal messages hence the discs. While Charlotte was sedated Rosa placed the earphones on her head then the blindfold over her eyes and inserted the disc. She looked at the uniform and smiled as she held up the black long skirt and black blouse. Along with these items, there was a white bib and a white apron and a white headpiece. While  Charlotte had slept a hairdresser had been summoned and now she sported a classic maid's bob. The last item was a pair of one-inch casual shoes in black. Rosa went to a draw and removed a pair of fifteen denier black seamed pantyhose and left them with the uniform which she hung up. Rosa left the room and headed to the study and started making phones calls and soon all of the female staff who had been let go had their jobs back with a pay rise. Chantelle who was the scullery maid before being fired was over the moon as she thanked Rosa. She would resume her duties the next day but Rosa informed her she would have new duties which she would find out the next day.

Story: Annabelle's New Role. Part 17.

by Violet Carson

Part 17

It was Sunday afternoon and I need to get to getaway Holidays to complete my week’s work there. On arrival I was surprised to see Marj and of course she grabbed my arm and sat me down in her office demanding that I tell her all about my afternoon with Jack.

I told her how sweet he’d been and that he wanted to take me out again but I didn’t know how I could go along with it without hurting his feelings. We sipped our teas together whilst Marj explained quite firmly that I was to go out with him and be the doting partner that he so wanted and we would then see how things turned out and she was sure that the longer I stayed as Rose the more I’d start to think as her and find myself drawn even closer to Jack. After all she said how could someone who looked like me expect to attract a younger man and when I looked in the bathroom mirror after completing the indignity of cleaning the toilets I had to agree with her. There was no doubt that what stared back at me looked like a woman in her 60s. I just didn't know if that was what I wanted or not.

Story: A Servant's Revenge. Chapter 2.

By Mally01

Chapter Two

“Rosa what are you doing it's only five o’clock,” exclaimed Charlotte as she sat up in the bed rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

”Well, Charlotte it is time for you to get to work you need to wash and dress before you start your chores.” Charlotte looked at Rosa and Rosa reminded her that it was Ms. Rosa for the rest of the day she was just Char as per their agreement.

“Now get out of that bed and come with me.” Charlotte slipped from under the blankets and eased her feet into the silk bed slippers.

“No Char you are a maid now no fancy slippers you will have to walk in bare feet now hurry up”. Charlotte followed Rosa and they headed to the servants quarters and Rosa showed her into a small room which had been the scullery maids before Charlotte had got rid of her. The room had one single bed a wooden dresser and a single wardrobe. That was the extent of the furniture apart from the small porcelain washbowl on top of the dresser.

Mailing List

Dear all,

I've decided to set up a mailing list for this blog and added a Newsletter tab on top to sign up. I am devoting more and more time to what started as a simple hobby and plan to begin e-publishing stories relatively soon. So if you are interested in receiving regular updates from yours truly, please do sign up!

Consider this a marketing excercise as I try to determine how many fans I have. 😎

Story: A Servant's Revenge. Chapter 1.

by Mally01

Chapter one

Lady Charlotte Samuels was the nineteen-year-old heiress to a multi-million fortune and was now at this moment on the verge of inheriting this fortune. She eased her Porsche into a parking space outside the family lawyers in the uptown white collar belt. She switched off the engine and slipped open the door and elegantly slid from behind the wheel. Mr Urquhart of Urquhart, Stanislaw and Broome was watching the five feet seven inch Ms Samuels walk across the parking lot turning heads in her red skirt which came down to just above her knees. The white blouse strained against her thirty-eight double d breasts which in turn strained against the white La Perla brassiere beneath. Her Brunette hair blew in the light summer breeze as she reached the door and it slid open.

The receptionist smiled as she approached and just as Charlotte reached the desk the phone rang and the receptionist took the call “USB lawyers and associates how may I help you.” The voice on the other end spoke and the receptionist replied: “Thank I will put you through now have a nice day.” The receptionist turned her attention to Charlotte who informed her that she had an appointment will Mr Urquhart. The receptionist picked up her phone and spoke with Mr Urquhart and then she told Charlotte to go through to his office. Mr Urquhart smiled as Charlotte entered and showed her to a seat in front of his oak desk. He then spoke to her about the fortune she had inherited telling her that she was now worth $100,000,000.

My favorites: Other Stories

While I am polishing the next chapters of Her Most Remarkable Performance, here is a selection of some of my favorite stories that don't involve maids, but feature other types of female transformation and themes of social and cultural drop. Much of this is pretty old so chances are, if you have been following the genre, you may have read some or all of them. Still, I wanted to share the list with you, partially to get your reactions and other reading suggestions. The list is far from complete and I am sure I've forgotten something I really liked that I've read over the years.

Transformations I like are slow, often self-inflicted, involve reduced status and happen due to stupidity or bad luck rather that someone's evil intent per se. Although, of course, there is nothing wrong with an occasional evil character destroying other people's lives. The stories on this list range from relatively mild and mostly psychological to nasty and brutal and most feature non-consensual stuff so please be warned. In no particular order:

Caption: Her Dream of Servitude

Mary felt exhausted. She spent the last few hours scrubbing large cooking pots and pans, scouring the floor, cleaning the stoves and sinks. She washed countless dishes and left them on wooden racks to dry. Her wet hands were red from all the work she had to do today. And the day before. And numerous days before then ever since she'd been assigned to the scullery as assistant to the kitchen maid.

She closed her eyes, trying to rest just a bit. How long could she endure it? Day after day of backbreaking work. Enduring disdain of all other servants, who looked down on scullery work. However, if she worked hard enough she could be made a parlour maid one day, Mary kept reminding herself. And then, if she did well and got lucky, she could even become a lady's maid! That would be the life: a lot less work, a nice and clean uniform, respect and envy of other household servants!

Story: A Clean Mouth

In my quest to gather all the lady-to-maid stories out there under one roof, I've come across this story by Volt Namazuros. Mind control is typically not my thing, but here it's evened out by another favorite fetish of mine - race/cultural change. I hope you enjoy it.

A Clean Mouth

by Volt Namazuros

“God, this place is a mess....Jie?! Jie, get in here!”

I tapped my foot impatiently as I looked around my study; I could see fingerprints on the glass tabletops, there was dust on the mantle, and my brass, full length mirror looked absolutely filthy. I took a moment to straighten my skirt as I looked up and down at my reflection, making sure I looked presentable. I had been working at this firm for a year; as far as I was concerned, being a lawyer was the best job ever. I had the two most important things; respect and money. If my meeting today went well, I’d be looking at a huge raise, so I had to look nice....I sighed, sticking my small chest out a little, trying to display what I thought was a proper amount of cleavage.

Story: Her Most Remarkable Performance. Chapter 5.

by Camille Langtry

Chapter 5

Mr. Bermingdale took off his round glasses and rubbed his eyes. As Miss Ashburton’s trustee it was his duty to take care of all the household expenses and, until about a month ago, he could do it all very quickly during his weekly visits. He would pay all the bills, give instructions to the housekeeper and leave Lady Georgina her weekly allowance. Yet, during the last few visits, he started noticing strange things.

Firstly, the expense numbers were no longer adding up and Georgina’s muddled explanations involving some donations to a church charity and unplanned purchases did not make a lot of sense. It was obvious to Mr. Bermingdale –  he has been a solicitor for 30 years after all and knew the human psyche better than most –  that the young woman was lying. Secondly, Georgina was clearly excited about something –  something she wanted to keep secret from him. The new, livelier Georgina was a welcome change from the recluse she turned into following her mother’s departure, but still Mr. Bermingdale sensed some awkwardness in her –  it was as if she was embarrassed of the source of her excitement. Is she seeing a lover? No, that couldn’t be. It was something else. He’d have to find out.

Story: Annabelle's New Role. Part 16.

by Violet Carson

Part 16

I stood in the ladies toilet at Imperial Foods touching up my make-up after a long and tiring shift. This morning for the first time I’d gone to work wearing my curlers but as I had an appointment at the hair salon that afternoon decided not to remove them and go straight there. I’d worn an old floral headscarf tied under my chin on the way to work and had now replaced it with my hairnet for work. I couldn’t wait to have my hair done at the salon again. Sitting under the hairdryer with my curlers in was such a turn-on and I so wanted to look my best for my night out. But in the back of my mind was the constant nagging worry about the state of my insides, but I knew that I had to take the risk as Marj would not tolerate me letting Jack down. Although Marj seemed so friendly towards me I was beginning to think that maybe she was starting to dominate me in a similar but more slightly subtle way than Mark and Lucy. But what was I to know? I was just a cleaner and had to do what she said and take her advice.

Story: Her Most Remarkable Performance. Chapter 4.

by Camille Langtry

Chapter 4

A young maidservant, dressed in a black long-sleeved dress with white cuffs and a collar, a large apron tied around her waist, entered the room. It took Evelyn a few seconds to realize that the servant girl in front of her was Lady Georgina Ashburton. The contrast with the rich heiress that she just spoke to a few minutes ago was too great! The only giveaway was Georgina’s hairdo, which was far too elaborate for a simple maid, but her head was now partially covered by a snowy cap, contributing to her overall appearance as a humble servant, awaiting her demanding mistress’s orders.

Georgina made a step forward and curtseyed, looking at Evelyn expectantly.

”Did Madame ring?” she said, her voice trembling just a bit.

Story: Neighborly Advice

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