Amareth Falls

5 - Uniform

I slipped my foot into the first part of my only possession - my uniform. Sylphi had finished toying with me for now and had gone back to her characteristic voyeur-like observation.

The material of the latex stocking slid delightfully up my synthetic skin, as if they had been made for each other, which I suppose they had. It was even more intense to touch the smooth, slick textile now. My skin was electric, as though I was made of nerve endings coded for pleasure.

Once I had both stockings up my legs, I felt the little bands around the cream colored socks tighten slightly on my thighs. Next, I picked up the matching panties. I was obsessed with the liquid texture, rolling the smooth textile between my fingers.

I slipped them up until they nuzzled against my mons. It brought me back to the earlier demonstration. I shivered, remembering the alien sensation of having mutable sex characteristics. She thankfully had restored me to my familiar cleft.

I checked out the panties in the mirror. They clung to me perfectly. Emblazoned on the front was another house crest. I lifted the bra, pulling the straps up and over my shoulders, shuddering as the cups brushed my permanently erect nipples. This elicited a needy sigh from me. I reached up, pulling the bra's band tight.

The clasps found each other magnetically and sealed together. I had never found this part easy, but my new frame seemed far more flexible and even a bit narrower in the shoulders. My old body would have struggled with this task, but my new form easily accomplished it.

I looked in the mirror at my newly clothed doll body. I saw almost nothing of myself except for the face. All of my features were still mine, yet softened by the nanotech dermis making me an ethereal doppelgänger of my old tough self. I looked downright adorable, demure, and dainty. For fucks sake. The rest of my uniform left me somewhat disheartened by the abject femininity of it. In fact, I had no idea where to start.

"Uhh, Sylphi?"

"Yes, Doll?"

"Why is there a blouse and a dress? Am I supposed to wear both?"

"Why am I even remotely surprised by your lack of culture, you are going to be a handful for the other maids. It is quite simple, you wear the blouse under the jumper skirt to maintain your modesty."

"Modesty!" I scoffed. "You're telling me I'm supposed to be modest, after you just turned me into a literal fucking sex toy?"

As I spoke, a part of my vision lit up with a HUD element counting up to two. It blinked with a red glow.

"In your duties, you will be expected to act as much more than a simple toy!"

"Then what the fuck am I going to be doing if I'm not a fuck toy?" The counter ticked up twice, blinking more incessantly.

"You will be a part of the Mistress' household and will help with many different tasks. Cleaning, hosting, attending guests, and of course being at the disposal of our Mistress," she admonished me whilst gesturing with her wand. Also, I think now is a good time to warn you about that counter you've been ticking up. It's a demerit tracker that will count your social mistakes that impinge on the rules of your status. If you fill it all the way, you will be punished for your crudeness."

"Oh, you have got to be fu-", I would have screamed, if I could've.

An electric pain starting in my most sensitive regions spread throughout my now frozen body. It was worse than being grazed by that railgun round back on Mars. It was worse than breaking a toe. It was worse than dying.

"What the fu-" Again I was lost in this sea of agony. Leave it to me to let another loose. I silently cursed at myself, which thankfully seemed allowed.

"My goodness, Amareth, you are the first person who hasn't figured that out on the first shock..."

I groaned, slumping down on the bed. I didn't feel any lingering pain, but I felt a little dizzy.

"Ya, well I'm just not most people." I chuckled, trying to shrug off the dread of being shocked again.

"Yes, you certainly aren't. Well, it's best you get back to dressing, or else you will earn demerits for that as well."

"Oh, lovely, they aren't just for frelling curse words?"

"Of course not, they are to ensure your behavior without having to puppet you. Mistress doesn't want mindless automatons, she... she wants obedient servants."

"D-does she do this to you as well, Slyphi?"

"Something similar, yes. It's almost worse without a body."

I shivered at the implication.

"I'm sorry"

"Yes... Now I suggest you dress the rest of the way, Amareth. I just can't bring myself to call you a doll. I don't feel this way for the other maids, but they never treated me like you do, dear."

I grabbed the blouse and slipped it up over my head. I was fast falling in love with latex. I adored the way it felt sliding over me.

I buttoned up the collar and cuffs of the blouse, picking up the whole heavy dr- ~/tiered jumper skirt/~. Huh, that's weird, it's just a fancy d- ~/jumper skirt/~.

Oh, I guess this is part of the maid programing. I realized I knew the names of all the constituent parts of my uniform. I settled the dress on my body and looked at the last few items spread over the bed. Only the choker, Mary Janes, and the damned maid's bonnet remained.

I started with the easiest, slipping the shoes on and clipping the straps over each foot, feeling the shoe reshape itself over my toes. ~/The little heart clasps were such a cute touch./~ Next, the choker. It closed easily, and tightened just enough that I could still get a few fingers in between it and my neck. ~/This is what it's like to belong to Mistress./~ I shook my head, trying to get rid of these intrusive ~/maid thoughts./~ I'm a fucking top, for ~/Jupiter's/~ sake.

"Are you sure you're a top, Amareth? I'm not sure I buy that."

"One, I'm not just gonna give that up. Two, must you read all of my thoughts?"

"Knowing and doing are two very different things, though I will always admire your tenacity, darling Amareth."

"You're not gonna acknowledge my question, are you?"

She smiled ruefully, and booped my nose with her wand.

"No, I shan't."

6 - Newly Maid

"Do... Do I have to meet them yet? This outfit makes me look like I ought to be in a dollhouse," I said, gesturing to the tiered latex ruffles on my maid uniform.

"You're going to have to interact with other people eventually, no matter how you feel, Amareth."

My shoulders slumped.

"Ya, I-I guess."

Why was I so nervous? I had always been the first to go headlong into trouble. Now, I was afraid to be seen. I looked over my dainty hands, flexing delicate fingers, watching traced lines solidify into jointed segments as I bent them. It couldn't just be my appearance...

"Well, follow me. It's time you met your sisters," she said, flourishing her wand. It cast a ray of dancing light, forming a lighted path leading out of the heavy airlock door, which swung open for the first time.

The hall was white, starkly, so. On closer inspection, there were intricate woven carvings in the smooth white marble. Each one was highlighted with a faint glowing light that created beautiful fae like designs. Boy, what people spend their money on, said the talking sex toy.

I followed behind Sylphi's floating form. My thick rubber dress swished and rustled with every step. My thighs made a faint squeak as they rubbed against the petticoats, it was a highly distracting sensation.

I don't know how they expected me to work in this hedonistic ensemble? I was getting lost in the sensation of feeling my ~/uniform/~ for a moment, hardly noticing where we were going.

I love the way ~/being a maid/~ feels.

Huh?

I guess I do kind of like this ridiculous outfit.

No- I ~/wish I had figured that out sooner./~

A monotone whisper behind me snatched me away from my internal debate.

"Hey, not to intrude on your thoughts, but, uh, you're blocking the door."

I had been blindly following Sylphi's directions... was it that easy to control me now?

Fuck.

"Oh, sorry?" I said as I turned.

The voice belonged to a tall maid standing behind me. She was wearing an identical uniform, though unlike me she had heeled wedges and silver bows. Her hair was cut into an asymmetric bob, colored a bright trendy holographic silver which shimmered with streaks of shiny pink and blue.

"Are you the new maid that Sylphi's been teasing us about?" Her voice picked up more life as she looked at me.

"I don't know, h-how often are there new maids?" Why did I sound so small and timid?

"Well, your uniform is telling me everything I need to know." Her eyes glinted like a sleepy cat spotting a cornered mouse. "You're definitely the new maid!"

A shiver ran down my spine as I was caught in her investigative gaze. I hadn't felt this much like eye candy since I'd done a job where I'd tried to blend in with an escort service...

"Alright, ladies. There will be plenty of time to get to know each other later. Let's go in and meet the rest of the girls," said Sylphi, ushering us through the door.

The ~/parlor/~ was eclectic. There was a large Victorian divan with curling gold inlay juxtaposed with a framed poster of Kyllie Nova in her full jump gear. The parlor was very colorful compared with everything I had seen here since arriving.

The room was full of maids. I counted ten total, all relaxing or chatting. All of them wore the same uniform, though each had her own color of bows.

Without realizing, I had stepped behind the maid who'd accompanied me in. What the frell? Why was I hiding? I know this getup is embarrassing, but pull yourself together, girl!

They were all looking up at me now... Oh god, it was like being a little girl all over again. Wait, they're all taller than me! What the fuck? How much had this fucking nanosuit changed me?

The maid who'd been reclining on the divan stood, smoothing her skirts. She was by far the most imposing. Her hair was jet black, as was her bow, and she was wearing tall stiletto heels.

She towered over me. I was not used to being shorter than almost anyone.

"Mmm, It's a pleasure to finally meet you. My name is Titanium, but Titania will do just fine. I've been hearing all about you," she said, lifting my chin with her finger.

I couldn't meet her eyes. They were an endless black liquid abyss. Her irises were utterly terrifying.

"My, Mara really did make a sweetie of you. I've read your dossier, little Amareth. You've been quite the naughty doll." Her face was now inches from mine.

By now all the other maids had crowded around to get a look. One chesty maid with a hot pink curls, was grinning from ear to ear.

I overheard her whispering to one of the maids, "Finally, somebody's shorter!" This elicited a titter from her comrades.

I'd hit my limit, "Look just because your twisted Mistress decided to literally take me down a peg, doesn't mean I'm your godforsaken Barbie doll you sick witch!"

A titter swept through the room.

I felt more than saw her hand as she slapped me across the cheek. I had worse, but for some reason it hurt like being run over by a ten ton truck. My eyes were watering and my stomach was a tight knot. I wanted to run... But... I was frozen to the spot, statuesque. My cheeks burned fiercely, the nanosuit had made me

"Now, I know Sylphi hasn't had the opportunity to teach you the hierarchy of the house, so I won't punish you, this time," said Titania through tight lips. "However if you disrespect me in front of the maids again, I will not hesitate to show you, your place! We haven't all day, so please don't be difficult."

Then as if nothing had happened she snapped her fingers and the maids hastily formed a line in front of us.

"These are your new sisters," she said facing me again. "You will live with them, you will serve with them, and together you will succeed or fail. They have all worked hard to prove themselves, don't let them down." With a swift gesture she commanded me to the head of the line. The swish of my latex uniform an unending Nidhoggian nibble at my thoughts.

The maid at the head of the line was the same from the corridor earlier. She introduced herself now, "It's a pleasure to officially meet you Amareth, my name is Gallium, but everybody just calls me Galli." She gave a smile and as Titania stepped to the next maid, she snuck a reassuring wink. The pit in my stomach loosened just a bit.

Titania was introducing the next maid to me. There was an obvious pattern now with the following names being Iridium/Iri then Hematite/Hem. It seemed they all had the same naming convention, except for myself? Was this because I was new? Or had Mara yet again marked me for further suffering? I needed to find out. The introductions completed.

Titiana took my hand leading me out in front of all of them. For the first time during all these proceedings Sylphi who had been quietly observing the whole ritual tossed a shower of cyan sparks down over me; words started to resolve in the shower of light, like some strange karaoke track, except they were my ~/maids oath/~.

Titiana said, "Amareth, Now that you've met your new sisters you must pledge yourself to them, as they will to you."

Sylphi whispered into my ear, "As the word light up recite them."

And so, I did.

"I pledge on my name, that I will be faithful to the Mistress, never cause her harm, and will observe my homage to her completely. Mistress, I give you my mind, to claim and use," It felt like a vice was squeezing down with each word I recited, I felt a pulse of pleasure surging through my body, Goddess it was sweeping me away. I sank to my knees, my feet sprawling out on either side. My head bowed as the words kept spilling forth unbidden. I recited, the awful ~/truth/~.

Other voices took up the aw- ~/worshipful chant./~ I was no longer bearing it all alone. I could let go, just for a...

"We give ourselves to the house, to our sisters, and uniforms. We will uphold the honor of the household, of Mistress."

The vice had closed, I was pinned. This overwhelming truth, didn't belong to me. But, it was me... I-I can't... I won't.

"We are maids, we exist to fulfill humans needs. We are bound as one. We submit ourselves to this house." The chorus of voices all encompassing, wrapping my consciousness, permeating my mind. I felt each of them, their voices were mine, no they were me. I was them. I knew them all as if they were my own sisters. My sisters? It was overwhelming... I new them in as I dreamed to know her, my love, my Beatrice. It was more intimate than any moment I'd ever experienced. Yet, I was just as open to them, I felt each one spanning the totality of my consciousness, we thought as one, we were one. In a way beyond description, and they knew me now. Knew all my secrets, knew all my wants, and hates.

It was total unity, no more worrying, no more fear.

B-but, I c-can't.

Can't what?

Let go...

I... I won't.

I'm afraid.

I know.

I... can't help it

We will fix it.

We will?

Inky blackness, letting go at last.

...

"Amareth? Amareth?"

A voice outside, us?

No, a voice outside me.

Me?

I am?

I am me.

I tried to surface, pushing against some intangible membrane holding me to we, we'd had just been, no I'd just been.

I am me, I reassured myself. I gasped the first breath in several eternities. I was back in the room, kneeling on the floor. I searched for the source of the voice. It was Sylphi looking up from her perch on my ~/bosom/~. My sisters were all around us, forming a circle of white and black latex, speckled with a rainbow of bows.

I knew them all?! Fuck this is weird.

"Girls, she will need to rest after linking," said Titania from behind me. "Now, normally I assign the roommate of a new girl, but since we're all paired at the moment, I am going to ask that you choose amongst yourselves."

Galli, helped me to stand on my noodle like legs, and led me over to sit on a high backed Victorian armchair, whilst the debate about who would get to have me as roommate flared up. To my surprise they weren't trying to dodge me!

Eventually the potential roommates had narrowed down to two rooms led by Galli and Pyri, respectively. I was still somewhat dazed from the "link", I shook it off some when dice came out on the table.

"Wait, are you going to roll for me?" I asked incredulously.

"You bet you're adorable derrière we are," said Galli

"Wow, I... Well I guess I sort of figured, y'all were above such things."

"What,Just because we are maids in the ritzy-ist bicycle wheel in the system?" Said Galli with a smirk. She snatched up her die. "So, Piri, how about it, double or nothing, If I win you not only have to give up the new girl, but you're also responsible for the night shift till the end of the week?"

"Hmm... I suppose that's an acceptable wager. Though I don't think you're risking as much as you claim," said Piri from behind her asymmetric silver bob.

They rolled, the maids fell silent as the dice clattered across the translucent table top.

Galli and Iri both burst into a fit of borderline evil giggling as Piri and her roommate both sighed.

"Well, newbie looks like we get to have the pleasure of showing you the, ropes," said Iri.

I'd managed a brief revival seeing a piece of home in these strange surroundings, but I still felt like the walking dead.

"I, uhh hope it's not too much trouble if I can check out the bed first." I managed weakly.

"Iri, I think we should probably let her rest for a bit, you remember what it was like the first time you linked, and there were only five of us, she might be a tough cookie but she's still new," said Galli.

"I suppose," said Iri.

They hoisted me up and half dragged me out into the hall. We walked a much shorter distance this time to a hallway that lead into a series of arched doorways, then through one with gold script reading Gallium and Iridium written in the same style as a periodic table on a plaque beside the door.

I was taken aback, I guess after the casino like vibe from earlier I'd expected another sterile interchangeable room, but this place felt almost lived in! The layout was similar to a Terran apartment with a large open living room and branching side rooms. They was a large potted fern arching up into the artificial sunlight casting in from a huge window across the whole width of the room.

"Hello girls." Said an all too familiar voice from above.

I half expected to be the only one to notice but, Galli and Iri both glanced up to the floating fae in the middle of the living room.

"Hey Sylph!" said Galli. "What's poppin?"

The tiny fae exaggeratedly rolled her eyes, "Well, I suppose your expansion slot is."

Iri nodded, "I had assumed we'd have to give up the hope of getting an in suite spa to adopt the stray."

"You're kidding? Just when I thought I couldn't get more confused by the way this place is run." I said whilst exploring the well furnished room.

"Did you think Mistress keeps us capsule hotel?" Said Galli.

"A gilded cage." I managed plopping sullenly onto their couch. Reality had finally found me again. How had I let these girls convince me for even a minute that I wasn't a glorified sex slave.

"I know. You're expecting us to come up with some bullshit speech about how she treats us differently, but I won't." Said Galli seating herself next to me.

I crossed my arms defensively, suddenly feeling the latex all over my slick body again. I-is this, my normal now?

"I... Look you've got to realize we all got here differently, I... I was given a choice, I got caught with my hand in the cookie jar, I was embezzling the company, while also sleeping with the boss."

I looked into her glowing eyes seeing a deep seated guilt.

"I know that it doesn't make what she did to me anymore justified in your eyes, but I can only imagine how you'd feel if... if Beatrice did that to you-"