Mushoku Tensei Maids Romane & Geschichten

“Did I interrupt something?” “No,” Alpha Stone casually replied, not slipping one hint of emotion into his statement, while I choked on my lemon water. “Godd---ess, n-no!” I coughed and spat and tried to breathe all at the same time, while franticly waving my hand in denial. “I-I-I’m serious! I-I work here! As a maid!” “A maid, eh?” Michael echoed, amusement clear on his face. He didn’t believe me. And just to get it in writing, he then turned to Alpha Stone, raising his eyebrows suggestively. “Really?”

"Yes, Ma'am " "Go call Zendaya and Monica for me " The maid, Mirabella, bowed and rushed out. "Erm... Ma'am, I don't think..." It wasn't even up to a minute and Mirabella was already back with two other maids. "You called for us, Ma'am Theresa " Zendaya and Monica bowed. "How could the both of you have kept Young Mistress hungry since morning? Are you two out of your minds?! Are you longing for a death wish?! " Zendaya and Monica gulped as Mrs. Theresa yelled at the both of them. They glanced at Christiana who was staring at them confused.

I stayed still on my spot, listening as their conversation went on. The other maid stepped forward, one of her hands resting on her waist in a domineering manner, while the other holds a feather duster, waving it in front of Micah’s face. She was tall, a foot tall than me. Blonde hair tied into a bun and a hair dress for female servants.

Oh, I probably slept all through the morning. I watch the maid from the corner of my eyes. She is young, probably in her late teens, maybe 19? Her hair is short, in a pixie cut that frames her face and highlights her delicate features. She's petite, with a slender build, and her eyes are cast downward, avoiding mine. She seems nervous, her hands shaking slightly as she arranges the dishes on the tray. I wonder what her story is, how she ended up working for Massimo. Is she a victim like me, or is she complicit in his twisted games? I study her more closely, trying to read her body language, but she doesn't meet my gaze, keeping her eyes fixed on the task at hand.

“Good morning, my lady. I’m Jade, your lady’s maid. I’ll attend to you from today onward.” “All six of you?” I whisper. “The maids are only here to clean,” she tells me. “That’s… that’s too many maids.” Jade waves off the other maids and offers me a small smile. I step back into my room, and she follows me. As I move to smooth the bed, she shrieks.

He looked at his butt and felt a bit weird about his tail, he had gone through a series of mental training just to get that thing in and he couldn't lie that he was scared that it'd suddenly pop out, like, he'd be seriously fucked up. Either way, he could always lie that since he had amnesia and having observed no symptoms of being an omega he had concluded he was normal, hopefully, it would work. Anyways, back to the maid outfit, it was a bit embarrassing for a boy but Dina was once a girl anyways even if she did have a dick... still, boobs don't lie now, do they? Other maids wore different choices of outfits as they are given about 5 choices to choose from which were Victorian (morning), V

Susan said as her hand beckoned for the maids to arrive before them in the foyer. “Oh, nice,” Tabby said. “Is it necessary?” Tabitha asked, looking at the twelve maids before her; she was not used to this. “Master Blake had them specially picked out to help with all of Madam’s needs while in the home.” An older woman said in a different maid’s uniform, with a label on the chest that said Head. “This is Josephine. Head Maid of the household.” Susan introduced her to the women. “It is our duty to serve the Madams of the household,” Josephine said and bowed slightly towards them.

Camela’s POV My heart knew no bounds when I saw the guards ushering me into my new room, while tessy and Annie brought in some necessary girly stuffs and a promise to buy more from the market. I was being that told my job was to provide his every needs with no complaints and I will be introduced to the other maids. I heard they might be more than hundred (100) maids in the mansion.

The whole thing was weighing down on her—the secret she knew. It took her a lot to be able to leave the bed and go into the bathroom for a bath. And by the time she was out, she found about three maids already waiting for her in the room. "Greetings, My Lady. We have been assigned to primp you up for the festival," one of them said. **** Masha sat in front of the full-length mirror, her heart pounding as she watched the maids fuss over her. They adjusted the folds of her dress, fixed her hair in intricate braids, and adorned her with glittering jewels.

The woman said before she was greeted by some maids in the room. "Good evening ma'am." The maids said their greetings and bowed their heads as soon as they saw the head maid. "Good evening. This is Eve, she's a new maid in the palace. She's going to go through some practice till I assign her whom she's going to be serving." The woman said to the other maids. "Are you all done with your work today." The woman asked them. "Yes ma'am." The maids answered in unison.