It was too perfect, and yet, so simple. A condom placed in Tim's wallet, held only in place by the folds. I wasn't there to see it, but the look on his face when he got back from the grocery store gave me chills!
"Seriously, Jen? A condom?" Tim asked annoyed.
I burst out into laughter not being able to hold it back anymore. Mitchell, our other roommate in the apartment, rolled his eyes and went back to writing on his laptop.
"That was messed up! You should have seen the look on the mom's face behind me when I opened my wallet and out fell a gold condom wrapper on the check stand. Not to mention, the young cashier helping me!"
"Hey, do you not remember the G-string you strategically hung on the wall for my virtual conference call last week? A condom was the perfect payback!"
Tim grunted, knowing I was right. He and I had been going at it for weeks now, pranking each other left and right, trying to best the other. I know it sounds childish, but when we have to be adults all day at work, we still need to find ways to have fun.
"Don't be a sore loser Tim. I got you good with that one and you know it! Now, don't you have some coding or whatever it is you do to get done?"
Tim gave me an annoyed look. "You know exactly what I do for a living Jen. I'm a digital security expert."
I responded with a large yawn, and then pressed the quick-change button on my style belt. Almost instantly, the jeans and blouse I was wearing morphed into a silk babydoll slip with a matching thong. Both Mitchell's and Tim's eyes locked onto me as I gave them a small wave and turned around.
"Goodnight boys!"
They were speechless as I sauntered out of the living room. I did this to them every once in a while just to tease them even though none of us were sexually active with one another.
"Well, don't come to me next time your computer gets hacked!" Tim yelled, as I closed my bedroom door.
These days, fashion has taken a new route. Instead of going to the mall to buy physical clothing, it had all become virtual. You could still buy real clothing, but it was becoming more of a novelty. Style belts are how people got dressed now, and they were exactly what they sounded like. A belt with a small buckle similar to that of a smart watch. The way they worked was millions of programmable optic sensors formed a web around the body and displayed the look of the clothing, while variable density electrodes mimicked the feel of the fabric determined in the programming. Whether you needed protection from the cold in the form of a puffy jacket or you wanted to enjoy the warm summer air through the thin material of a summer dress, you could do almost anything. It even could do your underwear, which was one of my favorite features! All you had to do was visit your favorite store's website, find something you liked, then download it onto your belt. No more finding the correct size or color and no more waiting for the mail! It was all instant and significantly cheaper too. In fact, an entirely new industry of clothing designers emerged from this technology. People would literally design digital clothing from their houses for a living.
Before I got into bed, I made two clicks on my style belt, and the babydoll i was wearing instantly morphed into an oversized t-shirt and fleece bottoms.
"That's better!" I said, crawling into bed.
***
The next day was Friday, and that was the day I had to be in the office. A lot of work I could do from home, but my position meant I needed to be in the office as well. I walked through the large double doors of the downtown Lenore Clothing Company building where I was currently the assistant manager of distribution operations. My shoes made soft patting noises against the marble floors as I strode through the lobby towards the open elevator door. I had been working at Lenore for the last seven years and had just recently became the assistant manager. I loved my role and even more exciting was the fact that my acting manager, Steve, was going to relocate to our east coast division. People were saying I was a shoo-in for the position, and I couldn't have been more excited. When the elevator reached the twentieth floor, the door rolled open and I strode towards my desk.
"Hi Jen!" Katie said, right as I was dropped my bag on my desk.
Katie had just recently been hired on within the last year and reported directly to me. The first thing everyone noticed about her was her fashion style. She always wore very colorful and very girly dresses, which made her seem very approachable and nice. My style on the other hand couldn't have been more different. You would think that working for a fashion company meant that you could have all the nicest clothes and newest items, which it did, but I chose to be more conservative with my outfits. My customary black slacks and long sleeve white button up blouse were all that I needed. Even though my outward style was pretty boring, what I had going on underneath was, in my opinion, very exciting! I was a sucker for sexy lingerie.
"Hey Katie. Happy Friday!" I said with a smile.
"Happy Friday!" She replied. "Are we still good to get together later to talk about my process improvements?"
I loved how driven Katie was! She was always on top of her work and super proactive with her secondary projects. The only weird thing about her was how close she sat next to me in our one-on-one meetings. She loved to sit shoulder to shoulder, and coincidentally, often touched my hand while pointing things out. I'm still not sure how to respond to it, but if I become the head manager, maybe I won't have to see her as much.
"Yeah, we should be good after I have my meeting with Steve." I replied.
"Perfect! Can't wait!" She said, sitting back down at her computer.
I didn't have much time. Steve wanted to see me as soon as I got in. After checking a couple of emails, I grabbed my notepad and made my way to his office. I had walked there a thousand times, but for some reason, this time felt different. There was so much on the line now that he was leaving. Butterflies began to enter my stomach and my heart started to race. With all my nervousness, I was too lost in thought to hear the small beeping noises coming from my style belt. I finally made it to Steve's office door when I felt like I was losing my breath. It literally got harder to breathe and I started feeling constricted.
"Come on girl, you got this!" I whispered to myself.
That's when I realized it wasn't nerves making it hard to breathe, it was my blouse! I could literally see it getting smaller before my eyes. I watched the buttons strain under the pressure and the cut of the front grow lower and lower on my chest. At the same time, my pants began to pull my legs together and take the form of a black skirt. There was a brief pause, but then as if someone pressed the go button, everything started rising up. My heels began lifting up as a pair of black heel shoes formed under my feet, and the hem of my new skirt started to creep up my thigh. I felt my cheeky underwear start shrinking too, and disappear between my butt cheeks. The straps of my bra started retracting as well, pulling hard against my shoulders and lifting my boobs upwards. Finally, the cups of my bra inflated, pushing my boobs even higher and more together. The amount of cleavage I was showing off would have been shocking even for a strip club!
"What the hell just happened!" I said, completely shocked at my new appearance.
I looked like I should be working a corner instead of going into an important meeting with my boss. Just then, Steve's door flew open.
"There you are Jen! Get in here. I have good news!" Steve said, as he eyed me up and down.
Still in shock and without anywhere to run, I followed Steve inside his office, trying not to fall in my new heels. I felt so stupid as I walked over to the small glass table he had in the corner of the room for his one-on-one meetings. My thighs and butt pressed tightly against the fabric of the miniskirt as did my arms against the thin sleeves of the blouse. As bad as this was, my only saving grace was my toned figure. I spent a lot of my evenings at the gym working out my arms and legs, and it showed! I just wish it were under different circumstances.
