[Author's note: Kayla's boyfriend Danny is cheating on her with her best friend, Jade. Kayla has planned a devious revenge, using hypnotism to gradually brainwash her boyfriend and best friend and bend them to her bidding.]
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Jade woke to a soft pinging sound in her ears. She blinked, momentarily disorientated in the dark, her hands running down her nude body. The ceiling was close enough to touch, and as she looked around her cramped, little space she began to wonder where she was and why she was naked. That was wrong, she shouldn't be naked. There was another tone, and her hands went up to her ears, finding headphones. She frowned.
The tones continued, overlaid by a voice, but Jade couldn't quite make out the words. After a few seconds, the confusion began to subside: she didn't have to get up just yet, she could just lie here for a few more minutes and relax, listening to her headphones. Everything was fine.
After a while, the tones finished as Jade yawned, stretching her supple body and then sitting up. She reached out to the side and pushed, opening the door to her sleeping space and sliding down onto the floor. It seemed strange that she'd forgotten where she was when she woke up, but Jade put it down to waking up startled, halfway between the real world and a dream. She was sure where she was now, and it was all alright.
Kayla had agreed to Jade living with her and Danny permanently, so Danny had constructed a little bed for Jade on a shelf he installed above the washing machine and dryer in the laundry. Jade didn't mind, she was just happy to have been taken in after her previous housemates had been so cruel. She even liked the fact that she could close the cupboard doors and be in her own little space, tucked away above the washing appliances, out of sight.
She closed the doors now and looked around. Aside from her own naked body in the laundry, there was no other visible sign that she was here at all. Her phone was in her hand, so she automatically brought up her to-do list for the day. That was another part of the agreement, that in return for staying with them rent free, Jade would take on the domestic duties. She'd jumped at the offer; it felt good to cook and clean and have Kayla and Danny appreciate her contribution, especially Danny.
Sometimes, when Kayla was at work, she could spend time with Danny, just the two of them, so long as her to-do list permitted. Secretly, she couldn't believe how well everything had worked out: she was living rent-free with her best friend and the man she'd secretly been sharing her body with. Kayla would be heartbroken if she found out the truth, but both Jade and Danny were very careful to hide it. Happily, now they were all living together, Jade could spend a lot more time with Danny. Life was good.
She didn't even mind the joke that she was tucked up in the laundry with all the other household appliances. Kayla's comment actually gave her a strange buzz in her tummy, even now, as she reached into a drawer and pulled out her maid uniform so she could start the day. Jade looked at her phone. Item one: shower.
Jade nodded, and crept out of the laundry and down the little hallway to the bathroom. The door opposite was closed, and she thought for a moment of what lay beyond: Kayla and Danny still wrapped up in bed, asleep. She would wake them with breakfast soon, and she smiled at the thought of that. There was something magical about bringing the tray into their room and seeing Danny rouse, blurry-eyed, to see her standing there by the bed. Often, beneath the sheets, she would be able to glimpse the rigid shape of his morning erection. Stepping quietly into the shower, she smiled to herself. That was often the best part of her day, unless she and Danny made some time to be together later, tasks permitting.
Jade's shower was quick. She didn't do her hair, and left it curled up in a bun. She glanced at the phone and saw that all the daydreaming had put her behind schedule, so she dried herself off quickly and then began to dress.
Kayla had made a good suggestion, after the first couple of weeks of Jade staying with them. Initially, Jade had worn a French maid party costume to clean the house, as a humorous nod to her new role in their living arrangement, but it had been cheap and had begun to split at the seams after a week of constant wearing. Kayla had remarked that the costume needed to be more practical, and Jade could tell how much Danny enjoyed seeing her in it, bent over in fishnets cleaning the stove top with her little skirt riding up. Jade had bent over further than required, until she'd left Danny with no doubt that she had only fishnets underneath and nothing else. It gave her an illicit thrill, seeing him staring as she revealed her naked pussy to him.
Kayla had talked Jade into something more hard-wearing, and she'd ordered it online. Jade had to admit, it was a step up. She picked up the smoky-coloured latex tights and began to work them over her feet. She smoothed them over her calves, making sure there were no wrinkles as she tugged the latex over the smooth skin of her thighs. Next was the tricky part, and it had been a surprise to Jade when she had unwrapped the parcel. Kayla had seemed a little embarrassed at her mistake, confessing that the place she had ordered the tights from had been a speciality outlet because you couldn't just go down the high street to buy a pair. There had been several options for the crotch, and Kayla must have made a mistake when she clicked.
Jade looked down between her legs at the latex insert in the crotch of her tights. Initially, she had baulked at the idea of a reverse condom inside her, but Kayla had simply shrugged and apologised for messing the order up. Not wanting to offend her best friend, or make her feel that Jade didn't appreciate her gift, Jade had pushed two fingers into the insert and slid it inside herself. It had felt strange that first time but now, in the bathroom, it felt easy. She slid the insert in and pulled the tights up to her waist, smoothing her hands over the slick, shiny surface of her bottom. Jade hadn't admitted it at the time, but the sight of her pussy replaced by the rubber o-ring of the aperture had turned her on. Even looking down now, she permitted herself a stroke of the latex, feeling the pressure of her fingertip pressing onto the swelling nub of her clit through the shiny material.
She shook her head. This wasn't helping. She was already behind schedule; the app on her phone had turned the first task red to warn her. Hurriedly, she picked up her other piece of clothing.
Kayla had bought it from the same store. It was a replacement maid outfit, but made in shiny, black latex. The first time she had seen it, fresh out of its wrapping, Jade had felt a deep inexplicable yearning to wear it. She slid it over her skin now, feeling the same familiar tingle. Kayla had been explaining about how much more robust the latex would be than the flimsy dress-up material, and how much more convenient it would be to clean the apartment if she was wearing a wipe-clean surface herself, but Jade hadn't really been listening. Secretly, and thankfully unnoticed due to the latex tights she was already wearing, Jade had been hot with a strange, new arousal at being clad in the glossy maid outfit.
Jade inspected herself quickly in the bathroom mirror, adjusting her top to show off her cleavage, pulling down the hem of the tiny black skirt over her hips. She turned, inspecting the profile of her firm bottom compressed and shaped in the tight material. She knew just how much Danny would like it. She had to admit to herself that she liked it too. There was something about being in the latex, a revelation as soon as she put it on, that she'd realised that she had always wanted to try it. Jade couldn't remember the thought even entering her head up until the day the new outfit arrived, but as soon as Kayla had helped her dress in it, it was like she had wanted to wear latex forever. It had puzzled her at the time, but she was used to it now.
Jade slipped into her high heels, made sure that she had left the bathroom neat for her housemates, and started out to the kitchen to make everyone breakfast. Jade tapped the first item on her list and watched it disappear from the screen. She stopped mid-stride, bracing for that little thrill of pleasure that she got from finishing a task, then resumed walking, her heels clicking on the wooden floor, imagining the look on Danny's face when he saw her, all neat and tidy, with breakfast on her tray.
She worked diligently, brewing the coffee the way she knew Kayla liked it, pouring muesli into two bowls and arranging everything on the tray. She didn't eat herself; she would have something later when her items were ticked off. She inspected the tray again and, satisfied, she picked it up. Something wasn't right, though. Setting the tray down, she stepped back, looking at herself. Her hemline wasn't straight. Jade frowned, tugging the latex dress down over her thighs, then taking time to make sure everything was in order: she wanted to be immaculate when she walked in. Picking up the tray again, she clicked down the hallway to the bedroom door and nudged it open with her foot.
"Morning," she called, stepping into the room without knocking.
She liked to wake them both; it also gave her the chance to see Danny's gorgeous body stretched out on the bed, unconscious, oblivious to her gaze. Today, though, they were both awake. Kayla beamed at her.
"Oh Jade, you didn't have to. Thank you."
"It's okay, I was up already. It's no hassle."
Kayla sat up in bed and accepted the tray. "You're too good to us," she replied.
Jade felt Danny's eyes on her as she leaned over the bed to deliver the breakfast. She made sure that he would have a clear view down her cleavage. Danny cleared his throat and swung his legs over the side of the bed.
"I, uh, I'm just going to the bathroom."
As he sat up, she caught a glimpse of the bulge in his sleep shorts. He turned away quickly and practically fled through the door.
"He must be desperate," Kayla commented, then patted the bed next to her.
Jade sat down, perching on the edge of the bed. Kayla was smiling at her, and she reached out to settle a hand on Jade's knee. For some reason, feeling her friend's hand resting on her latex-wrapped leg sent a little shiver down her spine. She had to concentrate hard on her friend's face and not on the feeling of Kayla's fingers gently stroking the slick material enveloping her skin.
"How do you feel today?" Kayla asked, her expression softening into a look of concern.
"Fine. How do you mean?"
"I mean, with the job. You know what I mean."
Jade's shoulders slumped and she shook her head. "Oh, yeah, that," she replied.
"Heard anything?" Kayla prompted.
"Yeah. They're gonna make it official, give me a letter at the end of the week."
Jade wrinkled her nose, despondent.
"I just don't get it," she continued, "I thought I was doing so well, and then, boom. Not needed anymore."
Kayla squeezed Jade's knee sympathetically. "No idea why?"
