(Caption) Catgirl Housekeeping (Patreon)

He had originally walked through the company's doors thinking, "No matter how high the pay is, it's still just a housekeeping job." He never expected the interviewer to cheerfully explain, the moment he sat down, that the actual job involved dressing up as a catgirl maid and cleaning guests' rooms and organizing their belongings. He froze on the spot. "Wait, I'm a man. How could I possibly wear something like that?" The interviewer, as if he had anticipated that reaction all along, simply replied, "Don't worry. The guests won't mind. Besides, the pay is several times higher than that of an ordinary housekeeping job." Thinking of the ridiculously high salary, he gritted his teeth and eventually agreed. But just after the interviewer handed him a glass of water and he had taken a few sips, everything suddenly went black, and his body went limp. When he opened his eyes again, the first thing he noticed was an unfamiliar sense of lightness. The masculine frame he had once possessed had become slender and delicate, his skin smooth and soft with hardly a trace of roughness, his waist narrowed and his shoulders became more petite. His entire body had been reshaped into soft, well-proportioned feminine curves. Looking down, he saw a pair of rounded breasts where there had once been a flat chest, while his most intimate features had completely changed as well, leaving only a delicate slit. But what left him nearly speechless were the pair of white cat ears atop his head and the long, fluffy tail behind him, which swayed gently with his emotions. "Th-this... is me?" he asked in a trembling voice. The girl in the mirror wore the same bewildered expression.

Before he could even begin to accept reality, a group of stylists pushed through the door, as though everything had been arranged long in advance. "Miss, please take a seat," someone urged softly. Her long silver-white hair was carefully combed strand by strand, the silky locks falling all the way from her shoulders to her waist, with the ends curling naturally and a few fine strands resting lightly against her cheeks. The stylist gathered part of her hair and fastened an exquisite purple floral ornament near the ends, giving her already voluminous hair a softer, more elegant shape. Her bangs were carefully trimmed to frame her eyes, partially concealing her brows while leaving her slightly purple-tinted eyes clearly visible. Then came the makeup. A faint blush was brushed across her cheeks, while a subtle flush of red was added to the tip of her nose and the corners of her eyes. Her eyelashes were carefully shaped to be long and curled, making her violet eyes look even brighter and more luminous. Finally, the stylist adjusted her cat ears, arranging them so that the white ears peeked out from between her silver hair. She stared at herself in the mirror, her cheeks growing redder and redder from embarrassment. With the soft, flowing hair, delicate makeup, cat ears, and cat tail, she looked nothing like the man who had walked into the interview room.

Next came the complete catgirl maid outfit. A snow-white ruffled collar rested against her slender neck. Across her chest was a fitted black-and-white bodice, with white fabric tracing delicate frills along the neckline and shoulders and a small black bow tied at the center. The black waist accentuated her narrow figure, while below it fell layers of white skirt. The hem was decorated with more black ruffles that swayed gently as she moved, revealing a glimpse of her pale thighs beneath the skirt. Thin black straps and small bows adorned both sides, giving the entire outfit an intricate yet distinctly catgirl-like appearance. Finally, the stylist helped her put on a pair of thigh-high black stockings. The smooth fabric wrapped around her legs, making them look long and slender, while thin straps held the stockings in place, their edges neatly hidden beneath the skirt. The stark contrast between black and white made her delicate figure even more striking, while her fluffy cat tail emerged from behind the skirt, curving gracefully through the air. "All done." The stylist stepped back with satisfaction. She looked down at her clothes, her ears twitching nervously and her tail swaying uncontrollably behind her. Blushing furiously, she could only accept the completely transformed person she had become.

She was then told to go serve a guest. Thinking, "It's just cleaning, after all," she entered the room, only to stop in her tracks the moment she saw the guest. It was an extremely cute young man, with delicate features and a clean, gentle air about him that immediately drew her gaze. She had always found herself easily attracted to pretty boys like him, and after transforming into this body, her senses and emotions seemed to have become unusually sensitive as well. A strange warmth quietly began to rise within her. She quickly lowered her head and focused on cleaning, her long silver-white hair sliding over her shoulders with each movement, her cat ears twitching from time to time while her tail swayed back and forth behind her. Just as she finished putting everything in order and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the boy suddenly wrapped his arms around her from behind. "Stay and sleep with me for a little while," he said in a soft, coaxing voice beside her ear. Her entire body instantly stiffened, her cheeks turning bright red as her heartbeat quickened. Yet faced with such an adorable boy, she found herself unable to push him away. She merely gave a quiet little reply. She had already begun to realize that tonight probably wasn't going to be just an ordinary housekeeping job after all.