Maid

“You can’t do this to me, Jennifer! You just can’t!” Kyle pleaded, “It was one thing to turn me into a woman with these enormous breasts, but how can you expect me to be your maid!?”

“Do you really think you have any sort of choice here?” Jennifer asked, “Your transformed body has no driver’s license, no social security number, no identification of any kind. As such, you’ll be doing as I say without question, so if I say you are my maid, you are my maid. It seems like a fitting punishment for cheating on me.”