Minnie the Maid

Part 4

In many of Samuels favourite maid stories a common scenario involved the
maid being forced to take feminising hormones and t-blockers. Samuel had
no need to be forced, no mistress to do the forcing. Long before
Jennifer agreed to his trial week, Minnie secretly had obtained both
online. The initial physical changes, to date, minimal - a little fat
redistribution, his nipples and aureole had gotten a little bigger but
there was little evidence of the breast growth he secretly longed for.
More noticeable were emotional changes and mood swings that made him act
ever more meanly toward the contract cleaners. Minnie constantly found
fault with their work. And regular tittle-tattle to Jennifer was part
of, what he considered to be, his master plan. Even if some rooms were
mothballed without contract cleaners the house would need additional
maids.

Jennifer split her time between charity work and supervising Minnie -
occasionally in person but mostly remotely by text message. By text she
found it easier to uphold her part as employer. Jennifer liked the way
texting 'clean my room, fresh bedding' for instance, felt less
domineering than saying it face to face.

The new alarm system had, at Jennifers request, covert cameras built
into the motion sensors. From an app on her iPhone or iPad she could
monitor, what the security salesman called, 'public rooms' in addition
to Minnie's room. She had already noticed (but not mentioned) slight
changes to her husbands body, his moods and, with help from the new
cameras, she easily discovered the reason to be his secret stash of
hormones.

Samuel, living a double life as Minnie, settled into a routine that felt
simultaneously liberating and confining. Every weekend he found himself
longing for Monday morning when he could fully embody the persona of
Minnie, once more, until Friday night. A deeper yearning simmered
beneath the surface--recently he began longing to live as Minnie full
time for a few weeks. So far this desire was one he had, so far, not
dared share with Jennifer.

Weekdays Minnie used mealtimes with Jennifer to fault the standard of
work carried out by the contract cleaners. These tales, intricately
woven with dissatisfaction, were subtly worked into their conversation.
Jennifer listened with a patient ear.

One evening, as they finished dinner, Minnie recounted yet another tale
of cleaning woes. Jennifer surprised him with an unexpected agreement.
"You know, Minnie, maybe Samuel and I should consider hiring staff
instead of relying on contract cleaners." Jennifer smiled in the way she
reserved for car salesmen, saying, "Samuel and I will discuss the idea
and let you know Minnie." She rose from the table. "Goodnight Minnie."

While Jennifer supported his need to assume the role of Minnie part-time
she secretly longed to have her husband back. Expressing her excitement
about hiring live-in maids during their weekend conversation she said,
"I recall you mentioning that this house once had three staff members."

Samuel confirmed, "Yes, Jennifer, we'll need two maids plus Minnie of
course."

Jennifer, taken aback, hesitated and voiced her concerns, "Samuel,
having Minnie alongside full-time staff members wouldn't work. How could
Minnie seamlessly switch between weekdays and weekends without drawing
attention?"

To Jennifers surprise, Samuel had a well-thought-out response. After
explaining he couldn't settle into character while constantly switching
back and forth. He longed to be Minnie for an extended period, long
enough to 'get it out of his system' perhaps two, or even, three months.
Switching tack he began talking of what was wrong with Minnie. He
initiated a fabricated meltdown, expressing strong dissatisfaction with
Minnie's breast forms and listing various grievances. Confused by the
mixed signals, Jennifer attempted to comfort him.