“I just wanted to major in STEM! Science, Technology, Engineering, and Magic.”

Those were the infamous last words Erakir said to the administrators, all three of them. An equine anthro herm that looked very familiar, a female panda anthro, and a black male horse all sat before him as Erakir held onto a black wand, the ‘wand of choosing’ so they called it. He held onto it, looking between it and the three deans. “This is going to help me decide my major? Why do I even need this? I don’t need to decide!” The moogle exclaimed. For today, he wore a black tuxedo with a white shirt, though he kept his signature scarf around his neck.

The three deans looked at each other before looking down at their papers. Beneath them, a stack of papers from so many different moogles, almost all of them picking STEM. It wasn’t even just moogles either. Lalafell, dwarfs, gnomes, so many races far and wide were picking scientific fields that it made their heads spin. There was nobody else to do other specific tasks!
“Don’t worry about it.” The herm horse replied. “The wand there will help you pick a field and, depending on what it is, one of us will help you and your studies. You will also get to meet with several students who picked, or were ‘chosen’ to do that same field.”

It didn’t take long before the object Erakir held to react. With a sudden poof, as if a magic trick, feathers came out from the top of the wand-like object, but sticking to it, looking a LOT more like a feather duster. Erakir tried to drop it, only to find that not only he couldn’t, but magic surged through it and into his body. “H-hey!” The change was quick, right in front of the deans. Erakir surged a foot taller in height, his ass jutted out, and his chest pushed outwards, growing to slightly larger than a C cup, at least by moogle standards. His thighs grew thick and legs long. His lips became puffy and pouty, complete with a pair of red lipstick as if he always had them. In a flash, Erakir developed a very feminine looking body. However, it was far more than looking as Erakir let out a gasp. He squeezed his thick thighs together and held his crotch as his cock unleashed a small burst of cum before scchhhhllllick vanishing inside of him and leaving him with a pair of feminine lips. In a flash, Erakir had changed genders from male, to female, and with his new assets, a female that was ready to have a night on the town. He still had his pompom, his wings, everything about him that said he was a moogle, though his hair also doubled in length to add to that feminine appearance, along with a very thin waist. 
His tuxedo, the one special suit he wore, also puffed outwards, not changing in color, but swiftly resembling that of a stereotypical maid outfit. His signature scarf remained on him, though it seemed so much more out of place now than ever.

“Maid studies! Perfect!” The herm horse replied happily. “And minoring in wife etiquette. Those would be my fields. I’ll be HAPPY to train you well to be a great maid!” The rest of the deans could only applaud at the abrupt transformation that took place.

Erakir stood there in disbelief. He looked down at that new maid outfit, and then the high heels now underneath his paws, heels which added to his height, making him more than that foot taller he grew, er… she grew. “What the…” She paused. Her voice didn’t sound just feminine, but with a hint of a french accent. “I did not want maid studies! I didn’t even know that was an OPTION! KUPOI” She stomped on that high heel in protest, making her ass bounce.

“You really didn’t study our school very well, did you?” The horse dean commented. “The good news is that as part of our programs, you’ll be set for your new role right off the bat, you just have to take classes and lessons to perform better at it. Now, your dorm room will be 69.” The dean pulled out a folder and set it down on the table in front of her, complete with card key. “You’ll start classes tomorrow morning.”

Erakir opened her mouth to protest once more, but slowly closed it. A fire lit in her heart, yet she could not seem to argue with these deans more than she already had. She turned away from the deans with the feather duster in hand. “Oui vey…” She mumbled. She wasn’t sure how she could fight this, but if it’s what the deans had said he… er, she, they must have been right. Often lives took turns in college, people changed majors all the time. Maybe this was her calling and she didn’t know it. But… was the gender change really all that necessary?

One long walk later with a suitcase in hand and folders in the other, Erakir opened up her dorm and set her belongings down. “How did they have all of those paperworks ready for me, kupoi?” She pondered, and then paused. Her speech sounded so different from before, but what was more alarming was that body of hers. With the privacy of her own room, she took off her outfit and sat on the bed, looking down at her furry body, and trying to recall what she once looked like. There was no question she was a female, with those huge tits and a small slit between her legs barely big enough for a human cock. ‘Wait, why am I even thinking about cocks?’ She shook her head. She couldn’t explain what was going on with her mind, and her body. Being female was one thing, yet getting so…aroused over the idea of taking cocks in that small moogle vagina was another. “Ah…and if the husband has a cock that is too big, I can give him a rimming, a titjob, or rub my little paws on him until he cums.” She said, almost too proud of that statement. “Erm…I…” She scratched the back of her head. Maybe she really was meant to be a maid/wife. She tried to focus her thoughts elsewhere, onto that of magical studies. She figured maybe she could find a reason to take magic and alchemy classes. What better way to pleasure and clean than to know how to use magic to enhance the senses?
“Non. I must focus. Just because this is what they assigned me, this isn’t for me!” The question was, what to do? Her mind was a mixture of anger and acceptance, and she couldn’t explain why. “Maybe a…a week of this, and that will be all.” It took her full concentration to avoid speaking with a french accent, something she made a mental note to look into later.

The rest of the day was spent getting accustomed to her new body, and the dorm. She found out a familiar fox was taking the same classes as she was and that she had… also been adjusted. There were a few other students, but they were either busy with private lessons, or seemingly looking forward to having some… sessions with her. Erakir’s big ears poked upwards and her face turned red as she passed by some of the males, a muscular tiger anthro for one, along with a small femboy rabbit was another. It was as if her body had the capability to sense if they had cocks.

The next day Erakir woke up bright and early. Unfortunately for maid classes, they began earlier than any other class on the grounds of how ‘important’ it was to keep places neat and tidy! The benefit was there wasn’t a lot of classes, and that there weren’t very many students on this course either! She put on her maid outfit and walked out of the dorm room, going right to her first class.

Erakir stepped into her first class and took a seat. She glanced over at the other students and spotted a familiar looking fox. She immediately went to the back of the class where that fox sat. “Khloe?” She spoke in a hushed voice. “What are you…did they make you take these classes too?” There it was, Khloe, the fox. Her eyes darted up and down the fox’s body, trying to spot any sign that the multi-tailed fox had been transformed like Erakir had.

“What do you mean?” Khloe turned to Erakir with a raised brow. “Make me? I signed up for these classes! Wait…Erakir?” The fox’s cheeks puffed and their eyes drew watery. They cracked a huge smile and turned away, stifling their laugh. It took them a good minute to turn to Erakir and try to look semi-serious, though that huge grin stuck. “What happened to you? You’ve got tits bigger than your head!”

“I tried applying for another major but they gave me this one and…” Erakir paused. She wanted to talk about how much she didn’t want this, yet she couldn’t muster up the strength to do so. She wanted to blame this transformation, thinking that surely they changed her on the inside as well as the out, yet she never found evidence for that. She turned her attention to the other students, noting just how… small the classroom really was, before she turned back to Khloe. “I’m not surprised, I guess… how long have you been here?”

“I just started, but I studied up on what we’ll be doing.” Khloe smiled at Erakir. “I’m looking forward to doing all sorts of ‘cleaning’ with you.”

“Take your seats, class.” A familiar voice spoke out. An equine stepped into the room wearing a purple robe and a big grin on her face. Erakir had seen her before, one of the very deans that ‘helped’ her pick this program. “Myu?” She asked with a raised brow. “How are…you’re a dean though. Don’t you have like…administrative duties?”

“My dear, it’s VERY important for me to see that all of my maid wives succeed.” She took a seat on a chair in the front of the class. There was no desk, but there was a board behind her. “Now, I think when it comes to cleaning, it’s self explanatory what to use to clean up messes. However, it’s also important to tend to your masters or mistresses. Think of it as a butlery school. You learn how to clean, how to cook, and how to properly pleasure the ones who pay your salary, and very likely your home. I’m going to show you the proper ways to make them happy. You’ll be working in pairs, and then with me as I grade you on your performance.”

Erakir grumbled in her seat. She leaned back, only to be reminded of that big furry behind of hers. Just then, an idea formed in her head. It was a long shot, but an attempt was better than nothing. With a raised hand, she posed a question. “Are we going to learn some basic magic? It would be very difficult for me to, for instance, reach some places. Using water or air magic could make parts of the house much cleaner than elbow grease.”

“That’s quite an astute observation, my little moogle.” Myu replied. She turned her attention to the bookshelf and lifted up a glass vase, covered in dust. Using her magic, she floated the vase to the top of the shelf. “You can see this bookshelf measures ten feet tall, more than what most maids can reach. However, using air or dust magic would be a very cautious procedure to clean a vase like that. You might knock it over if you use too much! Hence, using your hands is better advised. And, in your case, you have something the other girls do not. You can use your wings to fly up and clean it!”

“You just used magic to PUT it up there.” Erakir mumbled. She hated the french accent her voice seemingly wanted her to use. She kept catching it, though unless she focused on it, slipping up would be very easy.

“And your master or mistress might have magic! Just because I have it does not mean you should. Anyways, why don’t you dust off this vase? Show the class how it’s done.”

Show the class how it’s done? Erakir mumbled to herself before getting off the chair and walking to the front. She looked up at the vase atop the shelf and sighed. With a flutter of those wings, she flew upwards and picked up a feather duster from… “Kupoi? Wait, where did I get this feather duster from?” She looked at her hand in shock. She was holding onto nothing mere moments ago! Rather than continue to question though, she found herself dusting off that glass vase, being very careful not to topple it over.

“You DO have some useful abilities, like summoning cleaning supplies required as needed! Now class, one thing to note is that many of you will need a ladder. Our moogle friend here has wings, which are perfect for going to high places. However, like most moogles, she can’t use them for too long. Really, just enough to get the basic tasks done. For those of you going into the wife studies though, it’s crucial you show off that ass of yours.” Myu peeked underneath the maid outfit, sticking her head directly underneath Erakir. “And as we can see, this lovely moogle lacks any underwear whatever! She’s showing off that round perky ass and small slit to anyone that looks underneath her, a perfect maid wife!”

“K-KUPOI!” Erakir’s wings immediately threw her for a loop when she spotted the equine looking at her ass. It was true, Erakir didn’t think twice about clothing underneath her maid outfit, she was showing off her round posterior and cunt to anyone that looked! Yet Erakir found herself unable to be angry. Humiliation however, she was very capable of doing. The moogle’s wings stopped flapping and she fell down, directly onto Myu’s face, giving her a very good look of that ass! “Non! Oui! Oui!” She shouted in french, pulling herself off before falling to the ground in front of the equine, once again presenting that behind and unable to get off the ground to stop! ‘Why can’t I stop showing off my behind to her?’

“And you can see this lovely moogle is repeatedly presenting herself to me, as all wife maids should!” Myu said with a grin, waiting until after Erakir showed off that behind to make her point. “She’s a natural, almost as if she was built for this. Now, I want all of you maid to bes to attempt to clean this vase, showing off your assets in the most wondrous way possible.” She paused. “And yes, I will add a ladder for those of you that lack wings.”

Just as the female moogle got away, she watched one by one as the maids ‘cleaned’ the vase, all while exposing themselves, seemingly much more willing than Erakir. The more Erakir thought about it, the more she didn’t want to show off that fuzzy behind in the first place. She knew from that tent in Myu’s outfits how much she was enjoying this. Yet, at the same time, Erakir also couldn’t stop picturing herself… ‘cleaning’ that cock in all sorts of different methods. She could tell that, based on Khloe’s expression, that the fox looked forward to such a thing too. “This is what it’s going to be like for every class isn’t it?” She mumbled.

If only Erakir knew the half of it. That one class ended, only for other ones to begin. She had to learn the basics about housework, about cleaning, about cooking, so many bizarre things that a normal person would already know, but how to do it in an advanced method, often showing off the goods. Of course Erakir knew about cooking and the various buffs and debuffs one could get, although the foods they were using involved a LOT of stamina increase. Class after class, Erakir was annoyed, but not so much that she was willing to leave. No, her attention was kept with each and every class, that was until the very last one for the day, the one that wrapped up with Myu once again serving as the teacher, but this time the teaching was on a far more… personal level.

“Now class, you’ve learned about cleaning regular household items. You’ll also be learning how to clean electronics very thoroughly, but you also cannot forget about cleaning one more thing. Often, your master or mistress will need proper cleaning and maintaining. Think about it, they work extremely stressful lives and come home tired, often not wanting to do much of anything. They need relief! As maids, also seconding in wifely duties, you must learn how to provide stress relief to them. So that said…” Myu sat in front of the classroom again. This class at least had a desk and Myu had a professional shirt on. As she got on top of the desk though, her hooves clapping onto the wood, it was obvious she lacked pants. That equine cock swayed from side to side as she sat her bare ass on top of that desk and spread her legs. “You are going to learn how to pleasure a man. Consider your homework pleasuring one another in your dorms, and pleasuring me as your primary assignment, and extra credit, which is always available to those that need, or want it.” She broke out into a huge grin. “I will also say this. For your final, you’re going to have to take the entire length of my cock into your mouth and deepthroat me until I cum. There will be no exceptions. For some of you, this will be easy. For others…” She turned and looked specifically at Erakir. “Your short stack size might prove problematic, but I’m sure you can manage. I will also need to of course test your asses, your vaginas for those of you that have them, and paws. For the males, you are going to need to be sure that your shafts are small. Of course it will be of no challenge to be smaller than me, but should you have masters with a complex for wanting to always be superior, it’s important that your cocks be miniscule.”

Erakir’s jaw dropped. She was going to have to take that entire monstrosity inside of her? That swinging, pulsing shaft twitched eagerly as Myu’s green eyes turned from one side of the room, to the other.

“You’re going to need to open your mouth a lot wider than that if you’re gonna even take my flared tip, sweetie.” Myu winked at the white furry moogle. “You have some time before you need to… be my size. You can purchase dildos in increasing lengths, get help from your classmates, or work with me after class. That goes for the rest of you as well.”

Erakir’s heart pounded out of her chest. This was so surreal. This was hardly what she imagined she would be doing in college. Cooking, cleaning, and working with cocks of that… magnitude, yet as her fingers gripped the desk, she found herself unable to leave, unable to stop herself from wanting to persist. She would work on that huge D for the A, she had to!

“Now, before everyone leaves class, they must pleasure my cock in some manner. I want to get a good baseline of how you perform before, and after this class. Make sure to give it your all, or you will ‘not’ be off to a good starting grade.” Myu motioned the classmates over.

Erakir fidgeted in her seat. She couldn’t believe how sexual this was, or that she was finding herself growing aroused over it! One by one, each class member went up to her cock and pleasured it using a variety of different methods. In some cases, they were just licking the cock up and down, while other times they were giving her a tit job, or slowly rubbing their ass on it. Even Khloe got into the action, and praise from Myu at that! Erakir was almost a bit jealous over watching all of this take place. Here she was, hesitating, and all of the students were most definitely getting high marks before being excused for the day. Erakir took so long to wait that she was soon the only student left in the class. It was between her and the teacher, now with an exposed erect shaft.

“Need I remind you that you don’t have to use those new vaginal lips of yours?” Myu commented to Erakir with a chuckle. “I’m sure you couldn’t take anything huge in them yet, but if you wanted, we could certainly try.”

With a deep breath, Erakir hopped off her chair and marched forward to the front of the now empty classroom. She paused, standing on her heels with the cock directly in front of her face. Unlike the others, she didn’t have to bend to be at eye level with this shaft. She tried to think about something to say, a witty comment about the class and how perverted it was, yet one thing pushing on her mind was the curiosity to taste that cock. She had to pleasure whatever master or mistress she worked under, and surely they would not possibly be this challenging.

Without delaying a moment farther, while still wearing that maid outfit with the high heels she had on all day, Erakir leaned forward, parted her lips and slowly tasted the base of that cock. She moved her tongue up and down the entire length. Myu had a hint of a salty taste, combined with a sweet scent. The moogle’s eyes saw nothing but that giant shaft in front of her as she moved up and down with uncertainty.

“You’re not doing bad, but I think you could do better.” Myu stroked her head, pushing the pompom out of the way. “Stop overthinking it. Let your body do it’s own thing, let it do what feels natural, what feels right.”

The moogle’s eyes raised up, as if an attempt to look at Myu’s own green pupils, but she was only met with the flared equine tip. What felt right? She did as the horse suggested and turned her brain off. Her own vaginal lips were wet and quivering, as if desiring to take this giant thing inside of her, but such a task would have been impossible. However, there was the next best thing… without thinking, her wings fluttered to lift her up and she turned around. She pressed her ass against that cock and spread her cheeks, pushing the huge dick between her cheeks as best as she could and bent just enough so that her bare exposed rear and slick cunt would be exposed to the being behind her. She slowly slid herself up and down, bouncing her cheeks as she did so. It should have been difficult to keep herself floating feeling a beating warm pulsing shaft behind her, yet with her body on autopilot, not focusing on anything but the pleasure, it wasn’t nearly as hard.

“Mmmphh. That’ll do for now.” Myu stroked Erakir’s furry rear and gave it a smack. “You don’t know it, but you’re such a natural for this!”

Erakir shuddered hearing the equine speak. Being told she was a natural at this just made her body do it all the more, pleasuring that cock even when Myu said it was enough. Yes, this…felt right. Cleaning a master or mistress in this manner was just something she did, something she had to do. Her slick wet cunt served as a way to help clean off that huge length, far too large for penetration, at least too large… for now. Though that’s why she was in school! 
Erakir blanked out for a moment before she pulled herself together and got off from the teacher’s lap. “Erm…ah…o-okay!” She replied after a delay that was much too long from the teacher’s words! The moogle rushed away with her tits and ass bouncing the entire time.

As the sessions continued, Erakir soon realized the teachers seemed to say certain words and that Erakir’s body just… reacted to it as such. Dusting? Oh, she would dust whatever she was told to, making sure that whoever instructed her to do it got a supple view of her ass. Cooking? Whatever she was told to cook, she would cook. She would even change her clothing in an instant, wearing nothing but an apron and a chef’s hat, showing off her white furry body as her wings fluttered, keeping her hovering around the kitchen. ANYTHING she was told to clean, she would do so. If someone told her to clean specific body parts, like a cock, she would soon get very intimate with them. These things just came and went, happening regardless of what Erakir was thinking. When she came to after performing these tasks, no matter how lewd, she questioned herself, but she couldn’t bring herself to argue with whoever was giving these orders.
There then came a day when Khloe discovered something special about Erakir as their graduation day approached.

“I’m telling you, I just asked her if she could pick up a few things, one thing led to another, and then I learned if you ask, she’ll clean your cock with no hesitation! She’s totally different from the old Erakir!” Khloe was speaking with a group of friends, a few of which Erakir knew. Erakir was still in her maid dress, bashfully looking away while Khloe was in a more casual shirt and jeans.

Erakir wanted to speak out against Khloe, but she was taught otherwise. She would speak when spoken to, it was rude otherwise! Her eyes darted from Khloe, the one who signed up for this class willingly, over to former classmates, people she wanted to attend the college with, but was given these classes. In front of her was Trevor, a mouse anthro who was eyeing Erakir as if she were candy.

“She does look cute in that maid outfit. So you’ll say she’ll clean anything I want, no matter what? I just have to give the command?”

“She’ll clean anything, she’ll cook anything. She’s the real deal with a maid and she’ll provide all kinds of special services too, won’t you Erakir?” Khloe grinned at the moogle in high heels.

“I have been trained in all kinds of sexual relief services, along with the ability to maintain the cleanliness of your house, no matter how messy it gets, kupoi.” Erakir replied almost robotically. She recalled all of those classes and all of the ‘extra credit’ she had to do with the teachers. Her vagina was hardly new at this point, having seen quite some usage along with her ass. She even gave pawjobs to those that requested it, adoring her ‘pretty little moogle paws’ as they said. She wanted to say otherwise. Deep down, there was a humiliation for being shown off like this by her classmates, Khloe no less, yet as she was trained, a master or mistress could do this exact same thing, so she had to get used to it.

“I don’t understand it either. She’s like…a totally different moogle, but she gives one heck of a fun time after cleaning the house all day. I know it’s what I’m learning too but she’s a natural. She spends sooo much extra time with the teachers, and I can only imagine what she does!” Khloe said with a laugh. “Go on, do you want something done? Ask!”

Trevor casually shrugged. “Uh, suck my cock, Erakir.” He said with uncertainty in his voice.

A simple request from Trevor was all Erakir needed. Her pompom bobbed up and down as she nodded her head and walked up to Trevor. She had to actually lean down to get to crotches with her new increased height, though not much. She pulled Trevor’s pants down and grabbed his shaft delicately. She opened her mouth and took in a deep breath. There it was, Trevor’s cock, right in front of Erakir’s eyes. Yet she was not fulfilling his request yet! Barely thinking, she wrapped his shaft around her lips and began to move back and forth slowly, letting her training take over. He was still mostly flaccid, so she had to work him up and erect. Her hands meanwhile slowly rubbed his balls.

Trevor watched with wide eyes and a soft moan while Khloe looked on with a huge grin on his face. “See? I don’t know what those teachers did, but she’s amazing! They say she’s a star pupil and she’s going to have one heck of a good master or mistress. Whoever she winds up with will be very pleased with the results.”

“Trevor stroked Erakir’s long hair and pompom with a smile on his face. “That’s nice and all ahn…but hey, aren’t you taking the same classes that she is?”

Khloe shrugged. “Yeah, and I’d be more than happy to suck cocks, but the old Erakir never did this. It’s just amazing how she behaves now, don’t you think?”

“Definitely far from the nerd I once knew.” Trevor replied with a laugh.

Erakir sucked that shaft with a small smile on her face until Trevor came, which Erakir expertly sucked up and let her tongue slowly drift across that shaft, making sure not to leave a single drop, and squeeze out every last one as well. As she stood back up, she pulled up Trevor’s pants and set them back, as if she had never given him a blowjob in the first place. “I am happy to be of service to you. Let me know if there’s anything else you need.” She bowed deeply.

Trevor had to take a moment to recover from Erakir’s personal touch, but once he had, he replied to her. “I’m sure we’ll be using your services a LOT more…”

“Whoever gets her as a wife maid will be very lucky.” Khloe said with a laugh. “Of course, I can’t do it myself because I’m in the same class as her, but hey, maybe someone can get us as a duo. God, working with him…er…her, would be so hot. Whenever I wasn’t feeling up to doing whatever task, she’d do it, and we can entertain whoever is our master or mistress for sure!”

Luckily, or perhaps unluckily, the process to becoming a wife maid hardly took much time at all. By the end of the first year, Erakir was doing all kinds of sexual favors for her classmates and teachers with little question. By the end of the second? She didn’t bother asking what she was doing at all, just that she was going to do it! 
It was far more than just the teachers taking advantage of Erakir’s situation now, but Khloe, Trevor, and so many others that were once Erakir’s friends, just telling Erakir to do something and she’d do it! 
She didn’t learn a single ounce of magic, but rather ways to clean the house and ways to pleasure a body be it man or woman, with plenty of demonstrations. Over time, her new moogle cunt and ass altered, and changed bit by bit to be able to take cocks of any size better, including the teachers. She recalled what Myu said earlier about taking that entire length in, and throughout her training, she worked hard, fucked plenty, and while her cunt, ass, and mouth were still their cute small size, she was able to stretch them amazingly well.

By the time her finals came, she was able to take that D, to get a perfect A.

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Mmmphhh. I had to cut it short in some bits for the length, but the idea of turning a student perverse through schooling. Perhaps people might like to see a twine game off that…it could be drawn out quite a bit, complete with RPG stats about how well you take things. Taking various classes becoming perverted little by little…oh yes, that sounds like a marvelous idea. Alas, I lack a lot of free time, but I will shamelessly plug my patreon and subscribestar, along with general support to help me increase my time to create such pretty perversions for people!