A few days later, Kurapika stood in front of the mirror, examining his transformed body. His B-cup breasts were now firm and round, his figure clearly feminine with a slim waist and wide hips. His long, straight blonde hair cascaded down his back like a golden waterfall.

Elena entered the room holding a document in her hand.

— It’s time we talked about something serious, my dear.

Kurapika turned to her, slightly worried.

— What do you mean?

Elena handed him the paper.

— Everything I’ve spent on your transformation: hormones, clothes, hair extensions, lingerie, training sessions… It adds up to quite a fortune. You didn’t really think I was going to pay for all of this for free, did you?

Kurapika’s eyes widened.

— You… you want me to repay you?

— Exactly. Starting today, you’re going to work for me. You’ll repay your debt by being an obedient, good girl.

Kurapika looked down at his ultra-feminine body. He was wearing a short white maid dress with a pink apron.

— What kind of work…?

Elena smiled mischievously.

— You’re going to work in a private, high-end maid café that I own. You’ll be a waitress. Mandatory uniform: an extremely short maid outfit, perfect makeup, constant smile, and a soft feminine voice. The customers love pretty girls like you.

Kurapika’s heart raced.

— In public? Looking like this? Everyone will see me… I can’t!

Elena approached and gently stroked his cheek.

— You don’t have a choice. Either you work to repay your debt, or I keep you locked up here and increase your hormone doses even more. What do you prefer?

Kurapika stayed silent for a long moment, then lowered his head in defeat.

— …I’ll work.

That same evening, Elena dressed him for his first shift. An extremely short black and white maid dress with a deep cleavage that highlighted his chest, white frilly apron, and a very short flared skirt. She tied his long blonde hair into a high ponytail with a white ribbon.

— You look perfect, Elena murmured. Remember: you must be polite, smiling, and call the customers “Master.” If you do a good job, you’ll repay your debt faster.

Kurapika looked at himself in the mirror and blushed intensely at his reflection — a real, sexy, and feminine maid waitress.

— I… I can’t believe I’m actually going to do this, he whispered.

Elena placed a small bell choker around his neck and gave his butt a light pat.

— Come on, my little employee. It’s time to go earn your money. And don’t forget… the cuter and more obedient you are, the faster you’ll repay what you owe.

Kurapika took a deep breath, his heart pounding, and followed Elena out. For the first time, he was going to appear in public in his new body — as a girl.

The transformation was now complete… and he was going to have to pay the price.