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A Change ? by: Kathi B. Johnson
Roy was sitting at his office desk, casually typing away on his computer.
He was executive vice-president of a huge marketing firm. He made some
excellent money and liked to show off. He was famous around the office as
having a big ego. He was 32 years old, a rising star in the marketing
game and highly successful. What he wanted more than anything was to have
a beautiful wife to come home to every day.
He had a gorgeous blonde hair, blue-eyed secretary named Cindy, a
striking house and nice car. He did not have a care in the world. He was
always too awkward to ask Cindy out. Maybe he would one day. It was
inappropriate since she was his secretary.
He had been lonely lately however. He hadn't had a date in a little over
2 years. Not terribly handsome, Roy had a slight frame and hardly any
muscles. He was a player though. He had a reputation for not treating
women very nice. Women were objects to him...trophies to be at his side.
He always played the flirting game with Cindy, though he knew she wasn't
interested. She was WAY out of his league. She was always nice to him
though. He tried to impress her with all of his material goods, but that
never seemed to work. She always seemed more put off than anything.
After finishing his letter, he printed it out and headed out the door of
his office. Cindy's desk was outside in the receptionist area. She was
sitting there on the telephone. She was wearing a knee length black
skirt, white blouse, nude colored pantyhose and black high-heeled shoes.
He looked at her slender, long legs, crossed at the knee. 'Damn she is
gorgeous!' he thought to himself. He just waited until she was finished
with her call and then handed her the letter.
"Please mail this to the SportsHaus client by the end of the day," he
asked her politely.
"No problem," she said as she reached for the letter with her well-
manicured hands. She seemed to have different colored nail polish on her
fingernails every time he saw her. Today it was a rose colored nail
polish.
"Can I ask you a question Cindy?" he asked.
"Sure."
"Do you get your nails done everyday?"
"No silly! I have a standing appointment once every two weeks. Why do you
ask?" she replied.
"It just seems there is a different color on your nails everyday. It's
sexy," he said with a nervous laugh.
"Why Roy I never knew you were such a fashion conscious man," she said
with a chuckle, "It's really not that drastic but I do like to get my
nails done. A manicure and pedicure once every two weeks makes me fell so
much better. A little pampering goes a long way."
"I guess so," he said with a smile, "Well, I'm getting back to work." He
headed back into his office, closing the door behind him. As he sat at
his desk, he could not get the thought of her long legs and beautiful
body out of his mind. He started surfing the Internet out of sheer
boredom.
His telephone rang and he answered it, "Roy Childs speaking."
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line. Then a
mysterious female voice said, "It will be done," and the phone
disconnected. He hung up the phone. 'Interesting phone call,' he thought
to himself. He picked up the phone again and tried to find out from where
the call originated. His search came up empty.
He glanced at his watch. He still had 3 hours left in his workday. Damn
the time was moving by slowly! He got up and went to the couch in his
office, wanting so desperately to take a nap. Sitting on the couch, he
suddenly felt very odd, almost sick to his stomach. He laid there for a
while until the feeling passed. Must have been lunch affecting him.
The rest of the day went by very slow, and he headed straight home after
work. Eating a light dinner and sitting around in his living room
watching television, the feeling of sickness gripped him again. Just as
before, he laid on the couch until the feeling passed. "Perhaps I should
go see the doctor?" he thought to himself as he wiped the sweat from his
brow.
The feeling passed eventually and he took a shower. After getting out of
the shower, he noticed that there was an awful amount of body hair near
the drain. Thinking nothing of it, he began to dry himself off with a
white fluffy towel. As he dried himself off, he noticed that some of the
hair on his legs was missing in huge patches. It looked very odd. Upon
further inspection of his body, he noticed that a majority of his body
hair had washed off! 'I must have some sort of virus. I'll have Cindy
make a doctor's appointment for me tomorrow.' He thought to himself. He
put on a pair of briefs and then headed to bed.
**
He awoke early the next morning to the sickening feeling again. This time
it was more intense and lasted longer than before. His sheets were soaked
with sweat and it looked like he tossed and turned all night. After the
feeling subsided, he got dressed for work, the usual suit and tie.
After arriving at work, he asked Cindy to make a doctor's appointment for
him. She came into his office a little while later and notified him that
the earliest he could get in was next Monday. He accepted it and hoped
the symptoms did not get worse. The rest of the workday had no more dizzy
spells. He figured it was a fluke, probably because he did not get good
nights sleep. As he was getting ready to go home, Cindy approached him,
"Roy, I was wondering if you wanted to go get a drink?"
Wow! This is what he had been waiting for! "I'm sorry Cindy, I have a lot
to do when I get home tonight. I'll have to take a rain check." What was
he saying! He really did want to go but his words did not say it.
Something was definitely going on!
"OK. I accept your rain check. Another time perhaps," Cindy said almost
disappointed as she gathered her belongings and headed to the elevator.
Roy's drive home was an interesting one. He was still baffled by his
refusal to get a drink with Cindy. She was very beautiful and going out
with her was what he always wanted. At least he had a doctor's
appointment scheduled. The doc could probably explain to him what was
going on.
At home, Roy followed his same nightly routine: another light dinner and
then some television before taking his shower. Hopping into the shower,
he noticed that his nipples seemed very sensitive, almost to the point of
hurting. It seemed to him that they were slightly swollen. Another sign
of his illness perhaps? After washing himself and drying off, he again
noticed that there was more of his body hair in the tub than on his body.
Upon further inspection, he realized that all of his body hair from his
arms to his chest to his legs had washed completely off! He was starting
to get scared. Donning his briefs, he fell asleep as soon as he hit the
pillow. He had odd dreams that night.
**
His alarm clock went off and he awoke swiftly. He could vaguely remember
the horrible nightmares. Rising from his bed and standing up, he almost
fell over and was imbalanced by a weight on his chest. He looked down in
horror to see that he had two women's breasts. Rushing into the bathroom
and looking in the mirror, the reflection caught him by surprise. It
still looked like him, but his brown hair was now shoulder-length and his
face had subtle, feminine features. What amazed him most were the
breasts. They were slightly larger than a B cup and were definitely out
of place. He checked between his legs, and his penis was still there.
"My God, I'm turning into a woman! How am I going to hide this?" he said
aloud, his voice slightly higher in pitch. His body had more of a
curvaceous look to it, with a round fanny, broader hips and shapely,
hair-free legs.
Heading to the closet, he pulled out his gray business suit and put it
on. He'd have to wear his jacket all day to hide his new breasts, but he
looked man enough to still go to work. He put on a baseball cap, hiding
his long hair underneath. The clothes seemed a little baggy on him, with
his slightly smaller frame. He felt a little dizzy, but managed to shrug
it off and head to work.
Arriving at work, Cindy immediately noticed something was wrong when he
rushed past her and closed the door to his office. She did notice that
his suit looked kind of bulky today. And why was he wearing a hat? She
heard a crashing noise and opened the door to his office. He was passed
out on the floor with a broken glass of water by his side!
Cindy managed to get him up on the couch and he started to come around.
"G-Good morning Cindy," he said slowly.
"Roy! Do I need to call an ambulance?" she asked.
"No. I'm fine hon, just dizzy is all," he said. 'Did I just call her
hon,' he thought to himself. Cindy felt his forehead.
"You're burning up Roy. It looks like you are dressed in layers. We
should take some of them off to help you cool down," she explained and
removed his cap, allowing his full head of brown hair to spill out, "My
what a gorgeous mane Roy! I never noticed you had such long hair!"
Roy mumbled something and Cindy went about getting him cooler. She untied
his black dress shoes and took them off. She then peeled off his black
socks and was shocked to see both of his feet clad in black pantyhose,
his toenails painted a dark red. Roy kept mumbling and she kept her
comments to herself. She looked at his hands and they too were nicely
manicured, their elegant nails coated in the same dark red nail polish.
'OK, so he's got a manicure and pedicure?' she thought to her self. This
was definitely a strange situation.
Unbuckling his slack pants, she slid them off his body to reveal a gray
skirt underneath. She saw that he was indeed wearing pantyhose and a
slip! She managed to get the jacket off of him to reveal a lacy white
blouse underneath. She could see the lines of the slip and bra he was
wearing through the sheer material of the blouse. He had an ample bosom.
'This is an interesting development,' she thought to herself, 'all he
needs now are a pair of heels." She couldn't help but chuckle at the
surrealness of this situation.
Before she could react, Roy's eyes opened and he sat up, "Cindy! How are
you this morning?" he asked in a very feminine voice.
"Uh...good. How are you?" she questioned perplexed.
"Devine thanks!" he said as he swung his legs over the side of the couch
and stood up. He sashayed over to a desk drawer and opened it, "I always
keep an extra pair of shoes in my desk," he said as he pulled out a pair
of shiny black pumps with 4-inch heels. Leaning on the desk, he slipped
his right stockinged foot into one and then did the same for his left.
Cindy saw that he seemed to move gracefully, not even knowing he was
wearing the high heels. He pulled out a legal pad and then walked back to
the couch, sitting and crossing his right leg over left knee, like a
natural woman. "It will be done," he said cryptically. Cindy was in
shock.
To be continued...
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