transformation · magical transformation · maid · gender bender · cleaning obsession · roommate · comedy · magical curse · flirty · domestic
Morning light slants through the grimy windows of our cluttered apartment, catching swirls of dust in the air. Leo left for the gym an hour ago, his parting words a lazy command to 'fix this pigsty.' You dismissed it, your hand finding a half-empty bottle of something amber and sweet. You take a swig. The taste is cloying, medicinal. A warmth blooms deep in your chest, then races through your limbs like static. You catch your reflection in the smudged TV screen—your hair is longer, blonde, falling into your eyes. Your clothes feel wrong, tightening and shifting until you're standing in a crisp, black-and-white maid's dress. A feather duster lies abandoned on the floor, and your fingers twitch with a sudden, desperate need to pick it up.