Author note:
Story involves the genderbending of both the boss(MtF) and the PoV character (MtF)
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This was the strangest job I'd ever had hands down. For starters I was working in an empty office building, we had three employees including the CEO, but I worked in an building sized for 300. stranger still I was being paid like I was the secretary for a 300 employee company not a kid just out of college.
If it wasn't for the fact there were far better ways to clean money then paying for a massive empty building I'd have assumed it was a front but it wasn't really my problem.
But I wasn't really complaining because the money was green and the work was easy. Laura was a good boss albeit a touch eccentric and I'd only met the other employee once. James the IT guy and he was a little weird and both of us were unsure why he was setting up workstations for the entire building when there were only three of us.
I watched Laura walk into her office with an odd pep in her step, her eyes brighter than I'd seen them in the last two weeks. It was clear that whatever she was working on was close to completion I could tell mostly because she'd been working nearly 18 hour days. But she stepped into her office with an enthusiasm I had never seen in the 35 year old woman.
I got back to work which was just paperwork, I rarely had to set up meetings or even answer the phone.
My work was interrupted by a strange feeling, a sense of wrongness that I couldn't quite parse. Then James came out of his office.
"Liam, if you could change something about yourself what would you change?" he asked without looking at me, still preoccupied by something on his phone.
"Uh"
"I always wished I was more sociable." I shrugged.
James smiled in a way that sent a chill down my spine and kept typing something on his phone. Something was wrong but I could not quite place what. That's when I felt the sense of wrongness again but this time it was so much stronger.
There was a sense of disconnection briefly. I was an observer in my own body as everything changed. My body comes first. I watch as my bones shift, fat redistributes and muscles atrophy. I gasped as a phantom of a sensation breaches the divide between myself and my body. I feel as my hips widen, my chest blooms outwards, my spine shrinks, my waists narrows, my limbs thin and my blonde hair lengthens. I watch mesmerized as my facial features shift. My cheeks rounded, eyelashes lengthened and lips plumped up as my face was replaced by an unmistakable feminine one.
I have but a moment to appreciate the curves of the blonde bombshell I've become before my mind comes next.
My name is Liam Smith, wait is it? Is my name Liam Smith? It feels like it should be something else but what?
My name is Liam Smith I am 22 years old, I just got out of college. I graduated with honours at the cost of my social life. Wait no that's wrong.
My name is Liam Smith,I am 22 years old, I just got out of college, I graduated with honours despite spending my weekends partying. Still wrong somewhere. My name, there's something wrong with my name.
My name is Victoria Smith, I am 22 years old, I just got out of college, I graduated with honours despite spending my weekends partying.
Bliss filled my mind and everything made sense again. I sat there at my desk luxuriating in the sensation.
When I looked up my boss was standing behind me. I tried to hold back a blush at the older man's closeness. I succeeded, I think? Why did my boss have to be hot?
He's tall, handsome and far too old for me.
Is it bad that part of me hopes he hired me because of my looks and not my grades?
Yes that is bad Victoria, if he hired for your looks alone then you'd just be a pretty little thing and mom would be disappointed even if the idea of him throwing you over the desk and fucking you're brains out is what you masturbated to every time the need arises.
With that line of thought though I do keep the blush from my face I do not save my core from flushing with arousal. God dammit get yourself together Victoria.
James just smiled and patted me on the shoulder, sending another shiver of arousal through me. I hope I manage to hide.
"I'm going to be staying late tonight Victoria so don't worry about locking the door on your way out"
"Yes sir!" I really hope he didn't catch how my voice hitched.
An hour later the sense of wrongness was back but this time it passed over me like the first only the faintest of touches.
Hours later he requested I enter his office.
