Stupid Mistake
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Author's Note: This is more or less canon/non-canon to my next big story
dubbed 'Crimson City'. The first two paragraphs will take place in that
story but everything afterwards is just a fun TG tale since CC is going
to be very dark.
"Again there is nothing that I can do. I could make it so your daughter
has either always known she's been a girl or make her somewhat happy with
the situation. I sincerely apologize for what happened," Emmi Lams said
to the man standing in front of her.
The man didn't bother to reply. He didn't want any of that for his kid.
They'd find a way to make due with the situation. He said his goodbyes
and turned and walked out of the office. As he closed the door, he told
the obviously pregnant woman that she could go speak to her boss.
The young woman took a deep breath and adjusted her ill fitting clothing
as much as she could. The man next to her; her co worker, wished her good
luck and that he'd be waiting for her right outside. She nervously opened
the door and walked into the brightly lit office. As she stepped in, she
was greeted by her boss, who was sitting in her big leather chair behind
a mahogany desk.
"Matthew, this would be the second time you've visited my office in the
past few months. For the exact same reason," her boss said in a monotone
voice. "I'm starting to think you enjoy being an expecting mother."
Matthew blushed, feeling rather embarrassed that she was back in her
boss's office for the very same incident a few months ago. She didn't
respond to the comment about enjoying her current form.
"So... I'll take that as a yes then?" said Emmi, looking at her employee.
"N-no ma'am..." she replied quietly.
Emmi could tell otherwise, but decided not to say anything right away.
Instead she questioned her employee on how it happened, despite knowing
the answer already. She leaned back into her chair and waited for Matt to
explain the situation. Matt sat down in one of the chairs in front of
her, finding she couldn't get very comfortable with the extra cushion
from her butt and the big belly sticking out in front. Everytime she
tried to adjust herself the chair squeaked, this went on for a few
moments.
Each time the chair squeaked Matt could tell her boss was getting
annoyed. She apologized each time to try and make up for it. When she
finally got to a position that was decently comfortable, she started
explaining how she ended up in her current state.
Her boss just listened, her eyes wandering over Matt's current body, as
if she was some sort of toy. At one point, Matt had to push her shoulder
length brown hair behind her ear so it would stop getting in her face as
she talked to her boss. She was actually pretty happy that not a lot had
really changed about her; she was basically her old self if she was born
a girl. Anyone none the wiser would probably mistake Matt as a sister he
never had.
"Remember dear there is nothing you can hide from me," Emmi reminded Matt
as she continued to listen.
"I-I know ma'am..." she replied, continuing her story.
At some point within the past thirty minutes, she had finished her story.
Emmi thanked her for sharing her point of view on the situation. She
asked Matt if she remembered the reversal process and how long and
draining it was.
Of course she remembered, it had taken at least an entire day, maybe two.
It was still a bit fuzzy, but it was why she was super careful from then
on. Today was just a simple mistake of not paying attention at the right
moment.
***
In fact, she remembered every bit of what had transpired before reaching
her boss's office. She was working on the "line" as the workers called
it, which was more like a factory setting. Her task was to transport the
special chemical that their boss kept a secret, and carefully dump the
liquid into a vat with everything else. Each employee was covered from
head to toe with PPE equipment to prevent any of the liquid from getting
on them.
Matt had kept his short brown hair in a hair net along with what he
called a "beard net" to protect his facial hair. In fact Matt was your
average guy, slightly muscular build, the kind that showed he at least
worked out a bit. He was only a few centimeters shy of being six foot
even, something that had driven him crazy for years.
He and his co-worker (the one who helped him up to their boss's office)
poured the contents of the thick plastic bag into the vat of mixing
ingredients.
"Almost there..." Sam, his co-worker said as they held onto the heavy
bag. "Have I ever mentioned how much I hate this stupid ingredient? Just
be careful Matt."
"Yeah, yeah I know. I don't want a repeat of last time," Matt replied,
paying attention to something happening towards the end of the production
line.
As he sliced the bag to commence dumping, a bit leaked out and landed on
his gloved hand. He quickly noticed and let out a sigh of relief and
helped Sam dump it into the vat, forgetting to wipe off his glove. As
soon as they finished, they quickly disposed of their gloves. Matt had
taken the clean one off first and without looking grabbed the other glove
which still had some of the liquid on it.
He felt a squishy feeling between his fingers and realized too late what
had happened. His facial expression said it all as Sam hit his forehead
with the palm of his hand.
"You idiot! Ugh. Now I have to deal with this again," he said shaking his
head. "Good freaking job Matt."
Matt was too stunned to say anything and just looked at his hand, covered
with some of the dull pink colored liquid. He knew what was coming and he
was dreading every second. The changes started where the liquid had come
in contact, his hand.
He could feel his joints and bones shift as the skin on his hand
softened. Thankfully there was no sound of his bones crunching and
shrinking where needed. This soon shifted to his arm and across his
shoulders to the other arm. Matt's arms felt numb under the protective
equipment, he was thankful it wasn't as bad as the first time he was in
this situation.
Sam just leaned against the wall, waiting for the changes to finish up so
he could help escort Matt to their boss's office. He had given it a few
more minutes before even bothering to say something to Matt. At that
point Matt was rubbing his thighs, feeling them slowly widen into
appropriate proportions. One of the worst parts had already passed, his
hip bones literally breaking themselves so they could widen. Matt felt
his bottom start to fluff up, giving him a slight "junk in the trunk"
appeal. Then came by far the worst possible change and Matt was sweating
immensely.
At first it felt like someone punched him right in the crotch, making him
lose his breath. He was ready to fall over and had to hold himself up
against the wall. Matt could feel his penis slowly sliding back up into
him, the skin forming the outer lips of what would be his vagina. What
was the head of his penis quickly shrunk to the size of a little nub: the
clitoris. His pubic hair which he kept well trimmed (incase he ever got
lucky with the ladies) slowly disappeared leaving just a tiny patch of
hair.
Matt was gasping for air, every bit of change to his twig and berries
felt like someone was constantly punching him down there. Sam wasn't
paying much attention to him still, making sure their co-workers were
managing without the two of them. In fact a couple of them walked by and
noticed Matt bent over against the wall.
"He did it again? Poor bastard," one of them asked as they passed by Sam.
"Yep," he replied without even looking at them.
They kept on walking, disposing of their personal protection equipment in
a nearby bin and headed out for lunch. The physical changes were
finishing up on Matt. She was sporting a pair of B-cup breasts, which was
perfectly fine for her. Any bigger and she was sure they would have burst
out of her PPE shirt. There was one last physical change and both Matt
and Sam knew it.
"Well at least there's only this last bit, eh?" Sam said, turning his
head to look at the feminized Matt.
"I fucking hate you..." she replied as she held her stomach, feeling it
twist and turn.
"Woah there, I'm not the one who did this to themselves a second time,"
Sam replied.
Matt let out a groan as she felt her stomach start to expand outward,
slowly giving her what some would refer to as a pot belly. She grabbed at
it and tried to push it back in in a desperate attempt to stop this final
change. Her stomach kept growing, making her skin feel rather tight
against her hands as it began to round out. She gasped as she saw her
pregnant looking belly sticking out from her body.
Sam let out an over exaggerated sigh as he offered a hand to Matt. She
quickly took it while keeping a hand on top of her pregnant belly. They
slowly walked out of the "line" area and up the elevator to their boss's
office.
Matt complained halfway through the elevator ride that she needed to pee
really bad. Sam rolled his eyes and told her she was gonna have to hold
it till they got off. As soon as the elevator doors opened she bolted
towards the nearest restroom, not caring which one she ended up in. Sam
just waited outside and when she was finished they kept walking.
"Ugh! These stupid things keep bouncing all over the place!" Matt groaned
as she felt her breasts jiggle and move with each step.
"Are you going to complain about everything? Seriously dude it's getting
to be annoying," Sam said annoyed with his co-worker.
When they reached their boss's office, Matt softly knocked on the closed
door.
"In a meeting, just wait outside please!" they heard their boss yell
through the door.
***
"Ahem! Earth to Chloe, are you there?" Emmi asked wondering if her
employee was even listening.
"Huh? Wha-?" she quickly stuttered as she looked at her boss.
"As I was saying, I think it'd be best if you stay as you were," her boss
said. "And so I think we should get you into more appropriate clothing."
With a wave of her hand, new clothes quickly appeared where the PPE
equipment was. Chloe was wearing a tight, form fitting shirt that was
just long enough to cover her belly, and a cute laced bra underneath
provided comfort. A pair of cute looking pants had formed around her
bottom half, with a purple thong riding in between her cheeks.
Chloe looked down and was amazed to see what her boss just did. She
looked very cute in the outfit. When she looked up, her boss was looking
at her, almost like she was studying her.
"Hmm, you look perfect except for one little thing.. don't fret cause
I'll take care of it," Emmi said waving her hand in front of Chloe.
Chloe tried to ask what she meant, but instead closed her eyes and took a
deep breath of air. She could feel it, a warmth spreading to both of her
breasts and staying there. That is when she felt them start to grow and
expand, pressing against the cups of her bra, eventually spilling over
them. The poor girl quickly looked down and saw her chest was straining
against the now tiny bra. In fact it was starting to hurt with how tight
it was.
"You can't honestly think you'd be able to feed a baby with those tiny
things," Emmi giggled while she watched.
"W-wha-...?" Chloe gasped as she tried to pull off her bra, feeling
embarrassed.
The bra soon started to change to suit the growing breasts. The cups
quickly grew bigger to match, bringing immediate comfort to Chloe. She
felt her nips leak a bit of liquid directly into a newer material inside
the bra. When the changes were done, Chloe's breasts were now DD sized.
She felt rather flustered. Her face was a light shade of pink and she
tried her best to avoid contact with her boss.
"Much better, don't you think?" Emmi asked as she walked around her desk
and sat against it in front of Chloe.
"N-no... They're too big and heavy..." she replied
Emmi couldn't help but laugh, "Oh you'll get used to them dear, trust
me".
Emmi waved her hand again. Memories that didn't belong to Chloe began to
fill her head. Instead of taking over the old ones, they sorta merged
together. Like she remembered having breakfast with her husband Sam.
Wait what? Her husband? That couldn't be right and it was Sam?! Chloe
looked at her boss who was just smiling.
"And now for the good memories," she giggled.
Chloe didn't know what she meant, but figured that wouldn't be the case
in a little bit. Memories of this very morning trickled in, only it was
her and Sam having a good session of morning sex. She couldn't believe
what she was remembering. Deep down Chloe knew it didn't happen, but at
the same time, did it? She remembered Sam groping and squeezing her big
plump breasts with each thrust.
Chloe was beyond embarrassed at this point, not to mention she felt a
strangely familiar warmth below the waist. She tried to readjust herself
on the seat but had no luck.
"Yes, you are married to Sam. He might not like it right now, but he'll
come around," Emmi said as she helped Chloe up from the chair.
"B-but... I don't want to be a pregnant woman..." Chloe softly said,
almost unsure of herself.
"Well, you should have thought about that six months ago dear," Emmi
giggled. "Now I have a special gift for you and Sam."
Emmi reached in her pocket and pulled out a piece of paper, in the shape
of a check. She handed it Chloe who saw what it was and covered her mouth
as tears started to form in her eyes.
"To help make up for what happened and to make sure you stick around.
Besides you and Sam have lots of shopping to do! You're only 3 months
away from your due date."
Chloe was rather shocked as she saw the amount on the check. It was more
then enough to help them out. Not to mention she was still going to keep
her job. She hugged her boss without hesitation and thanked her over and
over again.
"You're very welcome hon. Now go see your husband, he's only been waiting
outside for almost 2 hours now," Emmi said with a smile. "By the way, you
two have the rest of the week off to help you adjust a bit. When you come
back in on Monday, you start as one of my spokeswoman for that lotion of
ours."
Chloe was speechless and hugged Emmi again. She thanked her as she walked
out of the office and right into Sam.
He looked at her and shook his head, smiling as he did so, "Well I guess
we should get some shopping done."
"Mhmm..." Chloe replied as Sam pulled her close and kissed her.
"Afterwards..." he trailed off, the memory of that morning still thick in
their minds.
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