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Note:
This is my very second story and although English is not my fist language,
I tried that anyway to reach a broader audience.
I hope it works out in the end and the grammatical and spelling errors
don't distract too much.
A different kind of promotion
I was fine with my girlfriend, my job and everything else. Unfortunately I
wasn't perfectly happy. And neither was my boss...
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It was around noon, when my boss came up to me to tell me, that she
couldn't find the time to go with me through my reports before the late
afternoon. I was ok with it, since I had not made any plans for the
evening and my girfriend herself wouldn't be home before 8 p.m., so why
sit around at home alone.
I could have done worse with my job. it was a 10-person-team in a local
law-firm and I was the only guy. I had switched there a couple of months
ago, because a spot opended up and my former position was only temporary
anyway. I think Iris, my boss, wouldn't have taken me but for an external
hiring freeze, that let her no other choice but accept my application, if
she wanted the position "manned" at all.
But in the end she was satisfied with my work and all the other colleagues
also seemed to like me. One even told me once, that I was probably the
most popular person in the department, since I never slagged anyone or
showed bad moods.
What I liked about Iris, beside her beeing a fair supervisor standing to
her statements, was her looks. She just turned 36 and was therefore 7
years older than me. But she was one good looking woman. Standing around 5
foot 6, she had blue eyes and bright blond hair that was long enough to
cover her shoulder blades. She wore it straight or in a ponytail. She was
a tiny person with small hips, a tight butt and a a very narrow waist.
Rumor was, that about 5 years earlier she had gone on a 3 week vacation
wit an a-cup cleavage and come back with at least a c-cup. No one dared to
talk about it openly though.
The best thing about it all was, that she obviously liked to show off. She
wore skirts that ended mid-thigh nearly all the time and I had never seen
her wearing heels shorter that 3 inches. Astonishingly she even was able
to still keep it all in a business kind of look.
She obviously didn't care about the stares of especially all the women on
the floor. Of course all the men were ok with it...
It got 6.30 p.m. before she came up to my desk and asked me to come to her
office. The last other person had left 30 minutes ago and it seemed to me,
that even on the whole floor wasn't anybody left working.
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We sat side-by-side, discussing the files. Luckily I had gotten used to my
sexy boss, so I wasn't in danger of getting an erection around her, even
getting very close to her. It helped that today she did not reveal a lot
of skin. She wore a womans business-suit with pants for once. She also had
her hair done up in a ponytail. That kept her from playing around with it,
which sometimes struck me as a little to flirty for a workplace
conversation.
After we were done, she turned her chair around to face me and lay her
hand on my forearm.
"So, have you settled in yet?"
I was a little surprised. "Well yes, I think so. I get along with
everybody and I meanwhile got the hang of how the cases are dealt with
succesfully and efficiantly. Thanks for all the advice."
She smiled. "You know that next week I have to do the employee appraisals.
How do you see yourself and your contribution in the company?"
"Uhm, I think I get the work done. I'm capable of completing the tasks,
that are asked of me and therefore am an asset to the team and the
company."
"Was that a question?" she joked. "What are your plans, your goals? Have
you ever thought about your personal developement over the next years? A
raise? A promotion?"
I frowned. "Isn't that a little early? I mean, I've been here only a
couple of months."
"And thats the problem!" she nearly exclaimed. "I would even go so far as
calling your work exquisit! You have the potential to go very far. Others
with your intelligence might have gotten two or three promotions over the
3 years you spend in this company. Even stupid people would have at least
asked after a raise. But you didn't. You leave the impression, that you
only care about getting along with people, making no mistakes and getting
home as soon as possible, after your finished."
"It's just that I'm not a career-guy. I work for a living, not the other
way around. I seek fullfillment in my private-life."
"Do you?" She had a mischievous look on her face. "Isn't it right, that
you and your girlfriend are arguing a lot? Sex life isn't that great
either, is it?"
"How do you... I mean why ..." Now I was confused. "Isn't a little arguing
normal for every couple?"
"To answer your first question. I just do. I also happen to know, that you
mostly argue about that she is good looking, but never dresses sexy for
you. You even bought her a lot of sexy stuff, which she never wears and
it's deeply hidden in her and your closets.
"Did Melanie tell you?" I got a little angry, this was very personell.
"She is the only one her with whom I ever had conversations that intimate.
Anyway, it got late and since we're through with the reports, I should
probably get going."
"Shhh, calm done. The last ting I want to do is to upset you.
Unfortunately that can't be fully avoided..."
"What? I had startet to stand up, but the moment she shh-ed me, I sat down
again. What was this all about?
"Maybe I should cut you some slack and talk about me for a change." She
took her hand off my arm and leaned back in her chair. At the same time
she started to undo her ponytail, as if we had a casual conversation in
front of the tv. She looked up at the ceiling while I realized, that I
couldn't move or speak. "I started here 10 years ago, just after
university. I quickly found out, that in this company, I could achive
something with playing the look-card. It suited me fine, since I'm proud
of my looks and not ashamed to show it. All in order with the dress-code
of course... I even got my current position that way."
I frowned. What the hell had I gotten into? Why couldn't I move or speak?
Had she poisoned me in some way. What was she about to do? Probably not
just tell me all that personell stuff.
"I told you to calm down. You won't be harmed in anyway, I promise. But
until I've told you everything, I can't trust you to keep quiet. So I
paralyzed you for the moment. Where was I? Right: To cut it short, I
seduced the former team-leader here. That was about 5 years ago. After I
got from him all the support and the knowledge, how this company works, I
used that to get his position, he was fired. I hoped this was the way of
it. You know, other than you, I am a career-guy. It's just that I'm not a
guy. My ladder ends here. Everyone above in this company is male and they
look down on me - sexist pigs. I really tried to tell myself that this
position was worth holding for the end of my working days. The money's not
bad. I don't have to work as much overtime as I would in other companies.
But I crave more. I'm not satisfied with controlling this little team and
the 9 people in it. I can't influence nothing from here, as much ideas and
visions I may have."
Although I settled down wit the situation for the moment, I still couldn't
make any sense of it. What was she about to do, kill everyone out of
frustration? But she said she wouldn't harm me. On the other hand, what
did a crazy persons words mean?"
"I finally found something, that could turn everything around for me. The
story would be too long and you probably wouldn't believe any of it. So
let's just say, that magic does exist. Sometimes it is even affordable and
costs nothing but money."
Ok, crazy person it is...
"Believe it or not, I am not a bad person. To make my dream come true, I
had to mess with someones destiny, someones life. Until now, noone ever
really fitted. But than you were forced on me. To be honest, I never
wanted you on my team. In my experience men tend to get overly confident
and don't respect their female co-workers the way they should. You proved
me wrong, although I know how you look at me, when you think I don't."
"What? No," I thought and said, "I can speak!"
"I know that you won't mess this up now, because you curious and not
afraid anymore."
She was right. She moved closer and lay her hand on my thigh.
"I know you want me. You denied that to yourself for weeks now. You think
that you would be faithful to your girlfriend, no matter what. That's so
wrong." Her hand wandered to my crotch. I could feel her long manicured
fingernails through the fabric of my pants and the blood pumping into my
little friend. She touched it and I shivered. "And I want that!", she
said, giving it a little squeeze as it got harder and harder.
"What are you doing? I really don't want to. Just let me go and we will
forget about everything, ok?"
"Don't let me regret giving you your speach back!" she said in an
authoritarian tone. "Don't fight it and it'll be over soon." She startet
massaging my thing rhythmically. It felt awesome but at the same time I
wasn't able to appreciate it in any way.
"I really like you and therefore I thought about how I could do this with
as little as discomfort for you as possible, without loosing sight of what
I want. It hurts me ever day, seeing you throwing away your possibilities.
I decided to find out a little more about you."
"Like what, did you spy on me? Why don't you leave me alone. I like my
life as it is." I couldn't stop a little moan as she got more intense
between my legs.
"And I found out a lot. I mentioned the general disagreement between you
and your girlfriend. You're not attracted as much to her as you were used
to. Mostly because in your phantasy women have to wear sexy outfits and
move like pop- or even pornstars." I was to shocked to protest.
"She's not interestet in sex at all for 4 months now. So you get what you
need over the internet. My choice was final, when I Found out where you
spend your time online."
"What???"
"Right, I did. tgcomics.com, metamorphose.org, fictionmania.tv, ring a
bell?" The situation turned from dangerous and weird to the most
embarrasing moment of my life. "Don't worry, it'll all turn out fine. Just
concentrate a little on nicer tings, you're not as hard as you should be."
"What is this all about, having sex with me? What do you gain from that?
Why did you spy on me?" I wanted to say much more, but she muted me again.
"Good thing, knowing all your desires. Remember my leather skirt? And what
about my leather ankle-boots with the 5 inch heels? Shame, both together
would be too much for a business look, isn't it? Damn, those were by far
the most exiting pieces of clothing I ever saw on her. The thought of her
wearing both had the obviously desired effect. I feld the pulse between my
legs. I startet fantasize about her walking in front of me with a leather
micro-skirt, those high heels and a red and very tight shirt, that she
sometimes wore beneath a white blouse.
"There you go!" she said, pumping my dick harder and harder. I was so
exited, that I lost thought of everything around me and even closed my
eyes. I felt the orgasm come with an intensity, that probably had made me
fall from the chair, hadn't I been paralyzed. But just the very second
that I expectet to cum, it all stopped dead like a race-car hitting a
massive concrete wall. All went numb. I felt nothing.
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After a moment I opened my eyes again. Iris was sitting in front of me
with a seductive yet broad smile on her face. "How do you feel?"
I collected myself. "That was strange. What happened?" I squinted. If I
weren't halluszinating, she wore exactly what I just had thought about.
The tight red shirt, the tiny leather-skirt and the 5 inch leather ankle
boots to go with it.
"The biggest part of it is over. It is done but not quite finished yet.
You'll see soon."
I moved my hands to my croth and felt, that it still was rock-hard. But I
couldn't feel my hand touching it. It was then that I realized, that I
could move again. I sprang up. As soon as I was standing, I felt something
move through the legs of my pants and finally falling to the ground next
to my shoes with a thumping sound. I stared at it in shocked disbelief,
too confused to move.
Iris picked it up. "That would be mine now, thank you very much!" she
said, holding what looked like a very life-like dildo in her hands. She
took it in both hands similar to the way, a samurai uses his sword to
commit suicide with. But she moved it down, beneath her skirt and
obviously shoved it between her legs. As soon as she probably had stuck my
former penis into her vagina, a jolt like electricity hit the both of us.
From todays point of view it must have been a highlander-like moment, just
without any watchers. It did not hurt, none of us spasmed. It was just
there and the next moment it wasn't. I fell back to my chair.
"What the fuck Iris?" She opened her eyes and smiled. She slowly went back
to her chair and sat down. When she did, she moved around awkwardky. "Well
thats new." She startet crossing her legs as she was used to, but decided
against it.
"Maybe, just maybe you should pull out that dildo before you sit
somewhere!" I snapped. I couldn't even begin to consider what I felt like
and where to put all of it.
"Just get yourself together girl. There's no use in making a scene."
"That's easy for you to say, your dick wasn't ripped off your body 2
minutes ago in an indoor-thunderstorm."
"No, it wasn't. Mine's just where it belongs." She grinned and slowly
spread her legs. The skirt left nothing to the imagination and although I
quickly looked away in disgust, I clearly had the view on a big, soft and
very life-like penis between her legs. When I decided that I might as well
face that incomprehensible fact, I found her wearing her business suit
from before.
Then it struck me like a ton of bricks. "If...." I grabbed between my
legs. "Oh yes," she said, "you're a girl down there now. And that's just
the beginning. Since you can't do anything about it just sit down again
and let me explain it to you!" I wanted to run away, but couldn't.
"OK, I expected you might freak out, so I just froze you again." I stood
in the middle of the room, unable to move, but this time not numb. I could
feel my body and I especially could something between my legs, I just had
no idea what.
"So: In a nutshell, I'll take from you what I want and what you obviously
don't need. In exchange I'll give you what you desire and what I don't
want anymore. A win-win-situation, it's just that you don't have a word in
it. I'll take your sex, your height, your muscles and maybe a little of
your iq and knowledge. You on the other hand will become a very attractive
woman that is perfectly suited for her job and gets along with the people
around her. Noone will bother you with things that you don't want to do. I
considered 6 foot 4, 190 lbs will be male enough to leave an impression. I
also think that the decision-makers in this company don't trust in youth
as much, becuase none of them are young themselves. So i'll take 8 years
from you as well. Your 29 years old, 6 feet tall and your body-mass is 180
lbs, am I right?"
She was. At that point there wasn't anything in the world left to surprise
me, I guess. "So, in a couple of minutes you'll be 21, 5 foot 2 and 100
lbs. I never thought you were very masculine, so i'll have to take more
than actual was there. But magic is a wonderful thing. That means you'll
be even much girlier than I ever were. I think it'll fit you well, since
you'll be even younger and smaller than me. Well, you'll be larger in
other parts..."
That wicked smile again. She came up to me and looked me in the eye. That
was strange, because I glimpsed her feet that wore flat leather shoes now.
"Can you feel it, I'm growing while you're shrinking!" I could see her
broadening around the shoulders. It seemed like her suit grew with it. Her
hair even got shorter. Her face hardened, all make up vanished. "Wait
until it really kicks in with you!" a much darker voice whispered in my
ear and I got goosebumps, realizing that it came actually from above. She
walked around me and halted in front of me, looking at me. The
growing/shrinking part stopped for a moment. I tried guessing our height
difference. It was much less than I had expected, although I had problems
calculating the exact difference from what she had told me.
"Don't wory your soon to be pretty little head about it," she said. "I
took about 30 points of iq from you, so I don't think math is one of your
strenghts now. And the other thing is, that of course you're now 5 foot 2
barefeet. But since you wear your pumps, as always in the office, you're 5
feet 8. But still tiny!"
I could move my head enough to look up and down. It seemed that I had lost
half my weight and wore a much tighter suit without a collar or my tie.
"Now comes the sexy part," the former Iris said with an even darker voice.
Her hairstyle was that of a man and her face had completely changed in the
same way. She reminded me of some actor I'd seen some nights ago in a
movie. I saw a stubbles growing in her face, giving her an unshaven look.
Her posture also changed and before me stood a well build man in an
expensive looking suit, probably in his 40s. "You can move now," he said.
I nearly fell forward, making a step, before I used my hands to balance. I
Heard a clicking-sound that came from the ground. I looked at my feet and
saw that I was wearing that same leather-booties Iris had worn before and
the leather skirt besides. But that view quickly vanished, when something
red sprang from my ribcage and blocked the my sight.
"Wow, this is what men must feel like, watching a porn!" Iris said while I
experienced having massive D-cup breasts. "Awww, how cute you look, with
all that make up and the surprised expression in your face, that shows
your puffed up lips. Go on, touch them, I know you want to and if you
don't I will!"
Not thinking anything anymore I just did. And when my tiny palms touched
my rockhard nipples through the fabric of my red top it hit me like
another jolt.
"You naughty thing, not wearing a bra today? Well, you probably don't have
to with those firm things standing out by themselves..."
She, well he, had started to walk around me again and slapped my butt. My
hands move in a protective matter but I kept them there, feeling what must
be like a huge firm behind sticking out into the world.
"I promised not to harm you, so I won't take you here on my desk right
now. But if you ever feel the need, come right to me."
"What? No! You're disgusting!"
"Oh, I forgot. Must be the erection... Since I was a lesbian, so are you.
It'll save the relationship to your former girlfriend, now roomie.
What was that guy talking about? I staggered towards the conference desk,
trying not to fall. It wasn't that difficult actually.
"You already managed swaying those hips and showing your sexy ass to the
world." The former Iris said. I guess when you reach your appartement,
you'll be that little sexy secretary you're supposed to be. I felt that I
frowned at him, not having any clue, what to say or do.
...to be continued?
Lesley
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