Suki stared at the image in the mirror and regarded the unfamiliar face therein. Soft full lips, delicate features, dark seductive bedroom eyes; it was the face of a stranger. It was a very pretty face, a face that looked as if it desired to be kissed.<br/><br/>Suki's gaze drifted lower. Full breasts threatened to burst from the top of her low cut, lacy uniform. They were implants of course and she was unaccustomed to their weight and the way they jiggled with every movement.<br/><br/>Long, slender, stocking clad legs completed the illusion of a very sexy and pretty maid. It took a moment for the image... and the situation to fully register. No, this wasn't an illusion. The implants were real. The facial reconstruction made her unrecognizable. This was her life now. However the biggest change was beneath her skirt. She was all girl now.<br/><br/>She should have sued or gone to the police. But no one would ever believe her story. She looked every inch the perfect maid. She had no ID. Her real identity was pronounced missing if not dead.<br/><br/>Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the servent's bell summoning her to her duties. Mincing quickly through halls that she once owned, she hurried to report to her new life.