Maidchamps Unite! (Multi Maidchamp Tf) Draft (Patreon)

Cough! Cough!

All throughout the building, the sick coughs of a certain man could be heard, which were usually immediately followed by the soft sound of something hitting pillows with quite some force. Hiros had been bedridden for days now and it didn’t look like there was an end in sight. Even just going to the bathroom was a painful chore that Hiros wouldn’t want to do, if he had the choice.

It got so bad, that even the only other person in his room had gotten really worried by now, despite her usual incredible power. She had just come back from the kitchen with a large mug of tea in her hands.

“Hey there, my patient,” Nagisa said as she opened the door without touching it, sitting down onto Hiros’ blue bed as he tried to sit up as well. “I brought you your favorite tea, handmade by Relania personally. Hydra's Treasured Tea was as full as always today.”

“That's great to hear… Also, thank you, Nagisa. I could really-… *cough cough*”

“Easy there, champ. Let’s leave the talking to me and the drinking to you,” Nagisa answered and gave Hiros the tea she was holding. After taking a sip, Hiros immediately looked much less pale in his face.

“That-… That tea really is something. Makes me almost forget that I feel so sick,” Hiros sighed, looking at Nagisa with a weak look in his eyes. “Are you sure you can’t cure me with your godly powers or something?”

“I wish I could, but we have already tried that, remember?” Nagisa let out a weak laugh, then looked at Hiros with a pained smile. “But your body can’t take transformations well at the moment. And I am not exactly a master healer. Do you know of any medicine that might work?”

“Not really…” Hiros replied, taking another sip of the tea. “Maybe I just need an army of Maidchamps working for me, since I can’t take my mind off them.”

“Maidchamps? You mean those super tall, super muscular, four-armed maid girls? I don’t think they would help. Though I think you have been obsessed with them for over a week now, and that's why you can’t take your mind off them,” Nagisa replied, standing up from the bed. “I actually called Marie earlier today and she said that she would come over to check on you soon - I assumed that fluffy company would be the thing you need. How does that sound?”

“Sounds great…” Hiros put the tea away and let himself fall back onto the bed. “Though now I have to think about fluffy Maidchamps and how awesome they would be… I really think this is a vision of what will cure me. Maybe if I dream some more of my beautifully busty and muscular girls, they will cure me for real…”

“Alright, my guy. Have fun dreaming~,” Nagisa giggled and left the room.

However, as soon as she was out of earshot, she leaned up against the wall. “Is that true? Is making someone's fantasy a reality a way to cure a magically incurable disease? I don’t even know what he has. Haha… It’s been so long since I felt so powerless…”

Ding Dong~!

“That must be Marie… Should I-...?” Nagisa slowly rose to her feet again, then started laughing to herself in a low volume. “There is no point hesitating. Even if this only has a low chance of working, it will definitely not come down to my lack of effort. He wants a Maidchamp army… Very well then.”

Nagisa quickly made her way to the front door and swung it wide open, to the point that the door nearly hit the wall outside. “Welcome Marie! I was-... Wait… Marie?” Nagisa poked her head outside and looked around. She didn’t see anyone there, aside from a few moving cars on the streets. She peered to her right and left, hoping to catch the punk that just tried to trick her. Upon gazing to the left, she heard the muffled cries of a familiar voice.

“I’m back here- mph!” the voice cried. Nagisa pulled the door back and found the poor kitsune smashed into the wall. She slowly fell off and onto her belly, leaving a large indent of her silhouette on the wall.

“Oh Marie! I’m so sorry, I didn’t realize how much force I put into that!” Nagisa said with a laugh. She assisted Marie in getting up with one hand while using her other one to fix the wall with magic.
“Ugh… Well, I can see someone is excited…” Marie grumbled. “How is Hiros doing?”
“He’s-…” Nagisa bit her lip. “He’s doing better, but he is still very sick.” The two entered the house, though they didn’t immediately make their way to Hiros’ room. Nagisa wanted to prepare some soup for him and thought it would be best if she and Marie gave it to him together.

“Have any idea what this disease is? If a goddess can’t fix it with a snap of her fingers, then it must be pretty bad,” Marie said. “Do you have any idea on how to cure it?”

Nagisa turned her attention away from the soup and faced Marie.
“Actually, I do have one idea. It may not work, but I know it’ll at least make Hiros happy,” Nagisa said. “Hiros has been obsessed with ‘Maidchamps’ for the last week now. They are basically four-armed strong women that also happen to be maids. He said the sight of one or two might be able to cure him. I’m pretty sure he was joking, but…” Nagisa stopped to ponder for a bit.

“Mmm, sounds kind of ridiculous. If the sight of something was going to cure him, then what he needs is a ton of unicorns,” Marie said with a laugh.

Nagisa stared at the soup she was making and then back at Marie. An idea crossed her mind and the ends of her mouth began to rise up.
“I’m going to go check on Hiros real quick, could you finish this soup for me, please?” Nagisa asked. Marie nodded and took over the role of the cook. The goddess walked out of the room and continued moving a bit longer before stopping.

“Alright Marie, if this doesn’t work, then we can test that unicorn theory~,” Nagisa chuckled and dark shifted into a cloud of dark mist before moving back towards the kitchen. She was completely silent now and thanks to all the shadows in the corners of the kitchen, it was incredibly easy for her to sneak up behind Marie.

The kitsune was still busy with the soup but appeared to be almost done making it.
“Okay! This looks about done, I should go upstairs- huh?” Marie felt a bit uneasy, but only for a moment. “Wait! Nag-...!”
“Hush now, Marie, you don’t want to accidentally drop the soup,” Nagisa whispered into Marie’s ear.
“I… uh…” Marie’s head slowly dropped and her eyes became empty, her thoughts were now at the mercy of Nagisa.

Bringing the soup to safety out of Marie’s hands, Nagisa pressed her chest against Maries back, getting even closer to her. "You want to help Hiros, right? No matter what it might take to cure him, you would do it, right?"

"Yes…" Marie let out weakly in a haze.

"Then I know exactly how to cure him. How you could help. Do you want to help me?"

"Yes…!"

"Then I might need to make some minor adjustments to your mind and body. To make you become the ultimate Maidchamp Hiros needs to get better. Are you ready?" Nagisa asked rhetorically, as she already knew the answer the dazed Marie would give.

"Yes…"

"Alright, then let's start with your body. I know you are fit and quite curvy, but we can do better. We must do better. You need to become bigger everywhere and in all senses…"

—

"I am almost afraid to check if Marie looking like that actually helps…” Nagisa wondered, going out on the street and eyeing the people around her. “I can’t really back down now, though…”

Nagisa took a deep breath as the dark mist seeped out around her, starting to cover the streets and people in them. There was a bit of confusion for a moment, but all fell quickly into a hypnotic silence as the mist affected their body and mind. All of them began to grow and change, men becoming women and growing in various places, becoming muscular in a matter of seconds.

Yet Nagisa sighed once again after she was done changing the random people on the street, who, even though they were all about twice as tall and had twice as many arms now, seemed to continue on their way as normal.

“No… this won't do. Hiros will not connect to random people in the same way as with people he actually knows. I’ll leave them transformed as a backup, but for now I should go look for someone that Hiros actually knows.” Nagisa nodded, then a smile crept onto her face. “And I’ll know exactly where to start.”

****

“Nick, throw the egg already!”
“Sorry, I’m still busy being dead! Can you revive me already?”
“I revived you two seconds ago!”
“That was that other guy! I’m the one down there!” The sounds of kid-squid action followed by the roaring of an angry school of fish rocked the living room. Azalea and Nick were in the middle of a very heated game of Salmon Run and things weren’t going too well for them.

Azalea tried to throw a bomb to save Nick… only to whiff the throw and overshoot it. Her character was splatted and the game came to an end. Nick and Azalea stared at the TV screen, not daring to look at one another. A few moments passed with neither making a move nor saying a thing.

“Azalea…” Nick said. The fairy crossed her arms and let out a loud sigh.
“Yeah, let’s take a break,” she said. “If I’m angry it’s just going to lead to more losses.” As soon as she placed her controller down on the table near their couch, the doorbell rang.

“I’ll go get it!” Nick said. He rushed over to the door and swung it open, though not super quickly or with a lot of force. “Hello- oh! Hi Nagisa, what brings you here?”

“Hi Nick,” Nagisa said. Nick invited her in and led her to the living room where Azalea was. Nagisa didn’t receive the most warm welcome from Azalea, though.
“Oh, it’s you,” Azalea sighed.

“Sorry Nagisa, she’s in a bad mood today. The internet is really crappy and it’s messing up our gaming session,” Nick explained.
“I see… Well, if you aren’t too busy, I need your assistance with something,” Nagisa said. “Hiros is awfully sick and he needs all the help he can get right now.” The room fell silent which wasn’t the response Nagisa was expecting. Nick predictably looked concerned while Azalea appeared apathetic to the situation.

“You want me to create a cure? Can’t you do that with your own powers?” Azalea asked.
“That’s the thing, a potion or spell isn’t going to fix it, but you are two of his closest friends and I think just being there for Hiros would be enough to help him,” Nagisa said.

“Sure thing!” Nick suddenly blurted. “I’ll be willing to help by any means necessary!”
“Ah-! thank you Nick~...” A small smile crept on Nagisa’s face. “And what about you?” Nagisa turned to Azalea. The fairy didn’t say anything at first and simply shook her head.

“Sorry, I feel bad for Hiros, but if you can’t cure him, I don’t see how I could be of any help,” she said. Nagisa could tell from Azalea’s tone that her statement was a lie. It was clear that Azalea didn’t really want to help at all. “Azalea, Hiros is your friend! I’m not asking for much, I’m just asking for you to be with him for a little while, that’s all!”

Azalea looked up and scratched her chin. Nobody said anything for roughly a minute while Azalea was lost in thought.
“Alright, I’ll help,” Azalea finally said.
“A-Azalea-!” Nagisa blurted.

“Hey, not so fast! I got one condition!” Azalea crossed her arms and smirked a little. “How about, sometime next week, we swap? You give me your godly powers and I’ll let you borrow my lab.”
“Deal,” Nagisa said without a second of hesitation.
“W-w-what?” Azalea stuttered, flabbergasted.

“I’ll go along with your switcheroo-thing, whatever that takes, and you agree to help Hiros out, whatever that entails. Are you willing to shake on that?” Nagisa stated, reaching out her hand to the still completely perplexed Azalea. Though, after a short breather, Azalea shook her head in disbelief.

“Seriously…? That's all it takes to get you to make me a goddess? I thought you had higher standards…” Azalea weakly laughed, then reached forward to take Nagisa’s hand. “Alright, we have a deal. Bring us to Hiros and we’ll spend some time with him, I guess.”

“I am glad we have an agreement.” Suddenly dark mist flooded out of Nagisa, filling the entire room in less than a second.

“What the-…?” Azalea let out in shock, wanting to flutter back, but Nagisa held her in place. She couldn’t move. And now the mist was flowing into her body through her hand, completely bypassing her usual protection charm against things like that.

“And my standards are quite high, I'll let you know, thank you very much,” Nagisa hissed, almost in an evil tone as Azalea’s vision started to get blurry. “If you think you would just go over to Hiros like you are now, then you are severely mistaken. I won’t let some half-hearted maid tend to my brother while he is so sick…”

It was over for Azalea and she knew it, because she could feel a certain presence gaining access to her head… and starting to fiddle around. Yet it didn’t feel painful… or even bad, to be honest, though suddenly, Hiros started to appear in the forefront of her mind. It now seemed so obvious what she should do… what she needed to do.

And that was all but confirmed when she, in her faint haze, heard Nagisa speak: “Because you are a maid and Hiros is your master. Now, let’s work on the bodies of you two…”

Which was when a mission and ambition manifested deep within Azalea's heart….

—

Hiros suddenly stirred awake. He had an awfully weird fever dream about kaijus and girls with more muscle and arms then an entire gym of body builders.
“Ah, Master is awake!” a voice suddenly said. Hiros’ vision was blurry and the voice sounded strange but quite familiar to him. As he slowly woke up, he realized he wasn’t in his bed anymore, nor was he being comforted by the soft blankets of his bed. He was sitting on someone’s lap and was being cradled like a baby. “Don’t worry Master, we are here for you~!” another voice said - one much closer to Hiros. That voice ranged right into his ear.

“Nagisa?” Hiros yawned. He turned his head and came face to face with his sister. She had a huge smile on her face and began to stroke his hair gently. Nagisa didn’t look exactly like herself, though - she was oddly more… muscular than Hiros remembered her being. One look down at his belly and he realized that she wasn’t just muscular, but quite handy as well. “Haha,” Hiros laughed weakly. “Thanks sis…”
“Of course, Master~. We will dedicate our lives to you until you make a full recovery!” Nagisa hummed.

“Haha, yeah… Wait, we?” Hiros' vision became less blurry and he began to make out more shapes in his room. The closest blur to him was black and blue and fluffy all around. As his vision returned, he realized that this person was none other than Marie. However, she didn’t look like herself either.

Just like Nagisa, she possessed four arms and a body so ripped one could cook a steak on her abs. In fact, judging from the steam that was being emitted from the bowl of soup in her hands, Hiros laughed at the idea she was using her abs to keep them warm.

“Here you go, Master.” Marie scooted over to Nagisa and Hiros. She scooped up some of the soup with a spoon and brought it closer to his mouth. “Open wide, here comes a train!”

“Marie, I’m not a child!” Hiros laughed. Though he did oblige and took a nice slurp of the soup. It was… not the best he had tasted, considering it had a hint of Nagisa’s subpar cooking to it. But right at that moment, while being cradled by a four armed mommy, it was the best stuff in the world.

“Marie, be careful with that! If you drop some on Master Hiros, he might burn! And then I would have to clean him up!” another voice said, a bit further from the others. As she came into Hiros’ vision, she wasn’t immediately recognizable. She wore a maid outfit like Nagisa and Marie, but hers was red.

She was also rocking a hot, muscular body and four arms, but the most eye-catching detail were the strange wings on her head. They looked a lot like Eunie’s wings. Upon closer inspection of her face along with the details of the wings, it dawned on Hiros who this person was.

“Nick?” He said.
“Hmm? Are you referring to me, Master?” the girl asked, confused.
“Oh, sorry- Nicole,” Hiros quickly corrected himself. Nicole gave Hiros a nod and a gentle smile. She used one of her open hands to give the sick boy a pat on the head.

“Hmm, it appears my hypothesis was correct,” another voice suddenly joined in, this one coming from Hiros’ left. He could recognize the voice immediately. “Laughter really is the best medicine.”

“Wow, even you, Azalea?” Hiros said. Azalea looked much like herself, apart from weirdly not having any wings and, of course, the near identical body she shared with the other maids.
“Is there something you require or desire, Master Hiros? I apologize, but it appears my cure is not done yet,” Azalea said.

“Nagisa… Did you-…?”

“Yes… Don’t worry, you are in capable hands,” Nagisa answered, pressing Hiros a bit closer against her clearly bigger chest. “I mean, at least one of our hands needs to be capable, right?”

Hiros could hear Nagisa’s wink from behind him, which made a tired smile creep on his face. “How did you manage to convince Azalea to help, if I might ask…?”

“Excuse me?!? What is that supposed to mean?!?” Azalea suddenly stomped the ground and leaned down to Hiros as if to lecture him, though his eyes immediately went to the massive cleavage right in front of his face. “There was no need for her to convince me or anything. Who do you think I am?!?”

“I am and always will be the best and most loyal servant to you, master Hiros, and nothing that goddess does will ever change that fact,” Azalea announced, crossing two of her free hands under her bust to make it bounce, clearly with ‘no ulterior motive’. “The moment I heard you were sick, you damn well believe that I shot over here faster than you can shoot a bullet.”

“I came along because I thought I might help out.” Nicole added with a much more patient smile on her face. “Four maids of our size are a lot and I knew that, so I thought I’ll help out by cleaning a bit while the others take care of you. After all, that's what maids are for, right master?”

“I see…” Hiros said, taking another sip of the soup that Marie offered him, then looked up to Nagisa behind him with a gaze that said ‘you did quite a number on them, didn’t you?’.

Nagisa only smiled.

“Honestly, this might work. I feel so much better than I did before!” Hiros declared, wanting to let himself drop off of Nagisa's massive lap, but ended up landing with his head in Marie’s. At that point, he wasn’t sure at what he should be the most surprised at. At the fact that Marie started petting him without getting embarrassed, or the fact that the laps of Nagisa and Marie combined were large enough to fit his entire body.

Man, those girls were huge at the moment.

“I think I might need some more rest to get even better… or more Maidchamps. Whichever is easier to obtain,” Hiros joked, to which Nagisa only smiled.

“You know, I would turn the world into Maidchamps if it meant you get better soon,” she replied, lifting him off her lap and leaving him completely in Marie’s care.

“...and I am not afraid to prove it. Keep master company, girls!” Nagisa commanded, cracking the knuckles of all four of her hands.

“Naturally. I’ll take care of him,” Marie chimed, stroking Hiros’ hair.

“Don’t have to tell me twice.” Azalea grinned, as she put something into another potion.

“Aye aye~! Leave the room to me~,” Nicole announced, happily waving goodbye with her hands filled with cleaning supplies.

“...you are leaving?” Hiros asked, turning his head and looking in awe at the behemoth-sized, muscle- and curves-packed woman that was his sister. Nagisa just grinned even harder.

“Of course. Who else do you think would be able to turn the rest of the world into Maidchamps~?”

— Extra bit: Nagisa’s Maidchampocolypse —

Victim 1 — Robert/Roze:

“Hi Nagisa. Oh, that’s terrible news. I didn’t even know that there was an illness that you can’t cure.”

“Huh? If I want to help. Sure thing! Just tell me what I need to do!”

“Okay, I took your hand. Now should something ha…pp…e…”

“I feel so light… so strong… all of my strength and cuteness… it belongs to Hiros…”

“I’ll be his cat, nya… I’ll be his cute and sexy cat, nya… letting him play with me is my greatest joy… Nyyyaaaa~!”

“Nya?!? Sorry, Nyagisa, I must have spaced out. Understood, nya! Catgirlchamp Roze will support master Hiros with all she has, nya~!”

Victim 2 — Lightness:

“Haa?!? You want me to become a maid for Hiros?!? Forget it!”

“No, nothing is going to change the fact that I’ll never serve a man. If it’s for you, then we might be talking, but not for a man.”

“Eep! Your hand! It’s so big and strong… and beautiful… Ah~! I am… in heaven…”

“Tall and strong… like the other girls… massive booba… that I can dive into… Hehehe…”

“Yes… I understand… my life makes so much more sense now…”

“Ugh! Excuse me Nagisa, but get out of my way! I need to go to Hiros’ place as soon as I can!”

“What do you mean, because of him? I only serve him because that’s how he allows me to be close to all of those mega mama girls that serve him! That's the only part that matters! I’ll never call him master, though!”

Victim 3 — Lauriel:

“And you want me to do what?!? I mean, I guess I don’t have too much to do today, but how does turning me into… that have anything to do with curing Hiros?”

“I guess I can’t really argue with you… Alright, I am in. What do you-… Oh?”

“Hnn… oh man, growing taller isn’t something I am used to. Also… damn… look at my abs…”

“And my arms too… Oops, there goes my shirt… which, of course, gets immediately replaced with something that can cover four arms. Why a maid costume, though?”

“Well, the least I can do is pay him a visit. I am curious to see how he reacts, since I am pretty sure I am like the only person not overly devoted to him, given my immunity to mind control and stuff.”

Victim 4 — Tsukishima:

“Huh? Nagisa? Is that really you?”

“Wow, so far I have only drawn pictures of you, and I really enjoyed my time with them. Did you see the latest one I drew for Hiros? The Maidchamp one?”

“If I want to get in on the action? I don’t know what you mean. Do you want me to draw… more…”

“Draw more… draw bigger… become bigger… become stronger…”

“My hands… belong to Hiros… my pen belongs to Hiros… With my power and hands I will draw the best masterpieces he will ever see… It will bring him back to health!”

“Excuse me, Nagisa. If you don’t mind, I have work to do. I just remembered that Hiros wanted another drawing from me and that means I have to get to work again. As his personal Maidchamp artist, it is my duty to please him in the only way I know how~”

Victim 5 — Relania:

“Welcome back, Nagisa! Want to buy some more tea? And how is Hiros doing?”

“That's a relief. Sure, all of us here at Hydra's Treasured Tea would love to support him. How is taking your hand… helping…?”

“Hiros’ health… is top priority… Yes, we will brew the best tea… we have…”

“I feel unstoppable…! My strength will be used for Hiros! I… We will serve him the best that four-armed Lamias can!”

“If you ever need more tea, all you need to do is ask. I’ll just bring barrels of our finest tea over in a heartbeat! That's the way we Lamia-champs do it~!”

Epilogue-

Hiros spent the next few hours enjoying his time with Marie, Nicole, and Azalea. They helped do all the chores he was too weak for (or too lazy to do), and their many muscular arms hugging and massaging him made things even better.

Every now and then, a new Maidchamp would come to visit for a brief moment. Some were complete strangers, a few he could barely recognize, and some were pretty obviously friends of his now taken on a more ideal form. “How long until the whole world is my harem?” Hiros thought to himself. The thought of it was hot and weirdly wholesome rather than dreadful to him.

It wasn’t even dinner time when Nagisa finally came back from her world tour.
“Master Hiros, I have completed my mission~,” the goddess giggled.
“Yeah, I think you have, I feel 100% better now!” Hiros laughed. The other maids giggled alongside, but mostly remained silent.

Just then, a cacophony of female voices, all calling for Hiros and wishing him well roared outside. Despite the sickness having left his body, Hiros allowed Nicole to carry him to the terrace to see outside. The sight was something to behold. A massive sea of Maidchamps laid before him, all cheering as they noticed their master make his appearance.

Some were building structures and statue’s in Hiros’ image, with many holding up signs and cleaning equipment ready to serve their new master.
“I must say Nagisa,” Hiros turned to face his sister. “You need to do this sort of thing more often~!”

“Your wish is your command, master~,” was all she answered.

—

The cure to all illnesses are Maidchamps. If they don’t cure it, then you simply don’t have enough Maidchamps yet.

Cowritten with Nimue