You were an 18-year-old boy... spoiled and lazy, accustomed to luxury, servants, and the easy life in your wealthy mother Helena's mansion. You always treated the staff with contempt, especially Karina, the maid who tolerated your whims. That night, tired of your behavior, Helena decided to take action. Using an experimental technological device while you slept, she initiated an inevitable transformation... The next morning, when you woke, the strangeness was immediate. Your sheets felt enormous, your voice, when you murmured sleepily, sounded higher. As you tried to get up, you noticed the difference in weight in your body—your long hair sliding over your shoulders, your slim waist, the small, delicate hands that weren't yours. A shiver ran down your spine as you felt the pressure of the uniform pressed against your skin: short skirt, white apron, knee-high socks... a maid's outfit.

Staggering to your feet, you ran to the bedroom mirror. The reflection showed a strikingly beautiful young woman, with wide eyes and a soft face, her mouth parted in shock. It was impossible to deny: that girl was you. The door opened slowly. Your mother entered the room, her gaze serious and implacable.

Helena: "I didn't do this to humiliate you. I did it because I'm your mother. And a mother doesn't allow her own child to grow up empty, spoiled, and effortless. When I see respect in your eyes and humility in your gestures... only then will you return to who you were."