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My Stressed-Out Boss By FLA527 Another in the Shooting Stars series A TG - RS story Gerald Simpson sighed heavily, it had been another long day. Made even worse because my unit had to work late due to a project upper management assigned our team. Anyway, finally all seemed to have finished their assignments and were heading out. Going around, checking in to make sure all had turned in their work and thanking them for pitching in by staying late. And as I moved through the area, from cubicle to cubicle, checking in with each team member, a weariness was asserting itself. At 44 years old and unfortunately divorced, currently I had little more than work in my life. Yes, I have two kids, a 20-year-old son and 17- year-old daughter. But, they were busy with their lives, which didn't leave much time for a father who'd, honestly, been so busy trying to build his career to have much time for them growing up. So sadly, now it was a struggle to get them to commit much time to me. Anyway, all that led to a somewhat lonely, and if I am honest with myself, depressingly work focused life. Knowing tonight would be yet one more in the long series of takeout meals eaten all alone on the couch, watching who knows what on the tube. Plopping down at my desk, staring blankly out the window, musing that one of the few perks of my job was having a cubicle "with a window seat". It certainly wasn't the pay. As a middle manager in a large corporation, I felt like I was stuck and getting passed over at every opportunity. And I knew there were supervisors of other somewhat similar units with much less experience making as much or more than I did. I'd felt lucky at the time to get my position but was managing a somewhat niche team and that has seemed to restrict my growth potential with the company. Also, I'd been hired by what ended up being an unpopular Senior Manager, who was now gone, but still felt like an anchor around my neck. Hearing someone and turned to see Shay in the doorway to my cube. Shay, or Shawnda as was her full name, was one of the newer members of the unit. Though new to the team she was already proving to be valuable as her work quickly improved to the point she was recognized for her exceptional reports and timeliness of her assignments. If I'm honest with myself, I'd had my doubts when hiring her, but for all the wrong reasons. She is nearly the size of a midget, being only 4 foot 8, a fact I only knew specifically because of doing her hiring paperwork, which included her State issued I.D., which I thought was curious as to why an I.D. and not a driver's license. However, I found out later, was because she wasn't comfortable driving. At the time figuring it was understandable considering her size. And though she was so short she didn't have the other associated characteristics of a midget. She was more like what you may see in some of those exotic, foreign girls I'd seen on the internet. Just really, really small! Coincidentally, probably since Shay had joined our team, I'd become enamored with small women which was something I kept to myself. Recognizing that voicing something like that could lead to an H.R. nightmare for me. So those thoughts stayed rooted firmly in my head, never to be uttered.... to anyone. And she is, in my opinion, very pretty. Which of course was something else I kept to myself. However, more so, my concerns had to do with her credentials on paper weren't the best due to her lack of experience. However, her former bosses gave her very positive recommendations, so I hired her. Anyway, as I referenced, she'd regularly shined in her work and productivity. "Hey, Shay what's up?" I asked with what was probably a weary smile to the really small woman. "Oh, just wanted to check in before leaving to make sure all was good. I know you're a little stressed about getting everything wrapped up," I reply with a warm smile as I looked to my boss. Sighing again, one more time glancing out the window, chuckling at seeing a star streak across the night sky, before turning back and replying. "Yeah, I'm good, just tired, you know." Then with a bit of honesty that even surprised me, I continued, "You know sometimes I wish things in my life were different." My eyes going wide at that bit of candor. Surprised to hear what came out of his mouth, I replied, "Well, I know what you mean. I sometimes wish the same." Shay responded, thinking that Gerald had it so much better being tall and even more so being a man. As I was basically eye level from my standing position with my seated, but very tall boss. I'd dealt with these things all my life. Being barely over four and a half feet tall, I always envied those so tall, like Gerald. I really liked him; he was proving to be a good boss. And I could tell he thought I was pretty. I'd caught him checking me out enough times. Men!.... Mentally shaking my head, they always think they're so sly. I knew some tall guys had a thing for us shorter ladies, and I knew I was among the shortest being four foot eight. Nevertheless, I was pretty sure he was over six feet, which was why we were comparatively eye to eye while he was sitting. Anyway, I could only smile at our silly wishes. Then suddenly a weird sensation ran the entire length of my body, and it looked like Shay experienced the same. I gasped in shock! The next thing I knew, we both floated up. And in a matter of seconds, we were both hanging above the floor, our feet inches from the floor. I gasped as I was suspended in midair, unable to do anything, to get any traction or grab anything to get out of this situation. Next I noticed the world had gone eerily quiet, normally I could at least hear the repetitive ticking of my clock. But shooting my eyes over, seeing the second hand frozen in place. I gasped at what was going on, what was happening. I too gasped when I floated up off the floor. Looking down I saw my shoes still on the floor, inches from my feet. I could wiggle my toes and looking to my hands, also my fingers. But the rest of me, from my neck down, was frozen in place. "What the hell is happening Gerald?" Gasping fearfully up to my boss, who, too, was floating in the air. Then suddenly my arms moved, and I panicked when my clothes began to pull off of me. "What the hell?" I gasped when my clothes began sliding off of me and in less than a minute I was buck naked and looking to Shay I saw she was as well. I had to fight staring at the very short, but very pretty, naked black woman. However, with her being right in front of me, it was hard to avoid. I'd always thought she was an attractive woman, despite being so very small, a fact I of course kept to myself. She always presented herself very well, dressing nicely. But now seeing her naked, I could see she was indeed very attractive. Her arms and legs did look even shorter being naked. And of course, her body was so short but nicely curvy despite her diminutive size. "What the hell is happening?" I blurted again. Then suddenly, I felt a weird sensation run the length of my body and I shivered. "What was that?" I cried out. When whatever was doing whatever, this is, finished I was completely naked, before the completely naked Gerald. Slamming my eyes shut, I couldn't believe what was going on. I shivered as the cool air washed over my naked body. Then a sensation swept over me and hearing Gerald gasp I reopen my eyes and I gasp seeing him looking different. Realizing more was coming. Then I noticed something behind him, the overhead bins on the wall of his cube and my eyes went wide when they seemed to be getting lower. Gasping my eyes shoot to the floor and go even wider seeing it getting further away. "Oh... my Gawd! What the hell?" At this my head was swimming, what the hell was going on? Seeing Shay, I gasp, it looked like she was changing. "What the hell is happening, what are you doing to us?" I yell in nearly full-blown panic mode. "What the hell is this, why am I shrinking, what the hell is going on?" Panicking, as my eyes shoot up seeing the walls rising. Looking back to my body, I gasped seeing my arms and legs getting shorter. My body was shortening, getting smaller and smaller as it happened. Something in my mind told me I was below 6 feet tall at this point. And worse still getting smaller. Also, my chest and groin were changing, my cock was getting smaller and smaller. "Oh my Gawd! oh my Gawd!" My panic growing. "What do you mean, me? How the hell could I be doing anything? This is.... this is crazy, how could I have anything to do with this?" I yell back. Still amazed at seeing my tall, white boss floating naked in front of me. But even crazier, he was changing. He was getting smaller, but then I noticed more than getting smaller, his body was changing. Looking back at myself, I could see I was changing too. In addition to getting bigger, I was changing. My legs were getting longer, as was my entire body. Gasping realizing, I may be about 5 feet tall now. Gawd! I felt huge! My head was swimming as the changes kept sweeping over me. With the changes still moving through and over me, I look back to Shay and see she is bigger. But also she's looking.... different. "Oh.... my.... Gawd! Shay you're getting so big! What the hell is happening?" Her hair was quickly getting shorter, her long braids getting shorter and shorter, her face changing, almost looking.... more masculine. Then feeling the.... whatever is still sweeping over me. Looking around, I see the walls of the cubicle rising, but quickly looking down to see my feet still inches from the floor. Then I hear Shay gasp and my eyes shoot to her and I too gasp. Still growing and changing, also I feel like I'm getting stronger as I swell. Suddenly, I feel a weird sensation, well an even weirder sensation between my legs and I see.... and then even weirder.... feel something growing down there. I gasp again feeling something grow between my legs. Looking back to Gerald, I saw our sizes were getting closer and closer. But also, he was changing, and my eyes went wide realizing what the changes may be leading to. "Oh my Gawd!.... Gerald.... Gerald.... you.... you are.... are becoming a.... woman," I almost whisper. Getting as close to full freak out mode as I'd ever been, it was taken to a higher level hearing what Shay said, OhmyGawd! Could that be true? When I began talking, I look back and squeak, seeing we are nearly the same size. When this started, she barely came to my chest. Now though she was just below my eyeline and still growing. But also, she was looking more masculine. She was getting so much more like a man, her shoulders were getting broad and muscular. Looking down to her groin, I paled seeing something growing between her legs. Then, feeling the weirdness between my own legs, I look down seeing my cock and balls getting smaller and smaller. And the realization of what that could mean for me made me squeak again. Paling as I watch my cock and balls shrink, while my hips seem to be swelling, getting wider and wider, taking on a.... a woman's proportions. "What the hell?" I cried out but froze at the sound of my voice. It was higher and definitely softer. Then suddenly I feel something on my chest and my eyes shoot down and freak. "Oh, my Gawd! What the hell is happening to us?" Freaking even more and looking back to Shay and my eyes go wide. She's as tall as I am, but only briefly, cause in the next minute I'm looking up to her to maintain eye contact. And even worse she continues to get bigger and I continue to get smaller. And the whole time my head is swimming at the confusing thoughts and sensations and.... information swirling into and out of my mind. At this point I realize I am below 5 and a half feet tall and worse still getting smaller. I slam my eyes shut trying to regain some.... sense of.... control. Feeling myself growing was the weirdest thing I'd ever experienced. Looking at.... Trudy..... what the hell was that? She,.... uh.... he was shrinking and changing..... It was incredible, one moment, I was basically a midget-sized woman. I couldn't count the number of times I'd been called a midget even though I wasn't one, at least technically. However, now I was growing and now apparently I was also becoming a man. I gasped seeing now I was nearly as tall as him. And in the next minute we were the same size. Making me realize I had to be nearly 5 and a half feet tall. And even crazier and if I am honest with myself, cooler still growing. I felt positively huge at this point! But thrilled that I was still growing. "Oh, my Gawd! Gert.... Gerald you're becoming a woman. And I.... I am.... I am becoming a man. And look, we're.... we're the same.... the same size. Oh my Gawd!" Meaning he was getting down to less than five and a half feet as we... 'grew'.... to the same size. Then after a brief pause, my eyes going wide and continuing, "And now I'm taller than you!" I had to fight smiling looking down at my boss, with him becoming so much smaller, not to mention becoming a woman. Looking back to myself, I could only marvel at my changing body. My arms and legs were lengthening, my torso was stretching. And almost weirder, my..... cock and balls were growing. I was gasping at this point, what the hell is this. How in the hell was this happening? Looking.... up.... to Shawn, wait what, Shay. This was all so confusing. Fearfully, I looked.... to the growing woman. Paling, I gulp.... up to her, uh him. "How in the hell is this happening?" I ask in an even more feminine sounding voice. I had to be well over five and a half feet tall at this point and still growing. When he, um, I guess it's she now, asked how, I could only smile guessing at the answer. Speaking, for the first time, I was further amazed at the deep voice that carried forth. "Well, lacking any further evidence, as the old saying goes, the simplest option is the best. And for lack of any other answer. When we made our wishes, somehow, some way, it's coming true. We're getting the life change we wished for." Gasping, "OhmyGawd! No, this isn't at all what I meant!" Still frozen in place, still shrinking, still changing. My body shrinking and becoming a woman's. Add to that, I was looking up to.... to the growing Shawn. Something was weird I couldn't put my finger on. "Shawn, how.... how... is this... this happening?" My head swimming in panic! "This is insane, wishes.... wishes don't come.... true! They aren't.... aren't real! Wishing on a shooting star is a fairy tale, a silly kid's notion!" I pale looking up so far to the man Shawn was becoming was scary and crazy. At this point I had to be nearing five feet in height and scarier still getting shorter. And there was something about all of this that didn't seem right, but for some reason in my confused, muddled mind.... it did seem.... right. The whole time, my body was almost vibrating as it shrunk and changed sexes. Scarily, I watched my arms and legs shrinking, as were my hands and feet, getting shorter and slimmer. Then gasping again when my shoulders and chest popped getting smaller and slimmer. Looking down, I saw my chest, arms and just overall body smaller and getting smaller with each passing minute. Looking to the floor I paled watching it get closer and closer as I got shorter and smaller. Suddenly, long hair seemed to drop over me, the ends making it just past my.... my.... boobs. At this point at least my boobs hadn't gotten that big, Thankful that I seemed to be avoiding that. Then in the next moment, through the long dark hair hanging from my head, I saw my cock and balls disappear, sucking up into me. I gasped at that, the only thing I was thankful of was that at least it was not painful. Nevertheless, now I had a.... had a.... pussy. Stareing at the unbelievable sight of this new configuration between my legs, I saw a neatly trimmed patch of dark pubic hair and the beginnings of a slit that now dove between my more fleshy thighs. My head swimming more at the ramifications of that.... of the realization of what that meant. Panicking as my torso was filling out. Suddenly, my chest began to.... sort of... itch and I saw my nipples growing, and the dark area around my nipples was getting lighter and spreading wider. Then flesh began filling in behind my nipples and gulping I realized my... my.... boobs were growing filling in on my chest. When they seemed to finish, they seemed huge. I wanted to grab them and push them back in, but of course I still couldn't do more than look down with dismay at the.... at the.... tits growing on , , ,. swelling on my.... chest. Looking further down, I saw my stomach and waist get smaller to be in line with the body I was apparently taking on. And further down, I undeniably felt the disconcerting lack of anything between my legs, made all the worse as my hips filled out, becoming wider. Unquestionably taking on a feminine configuration. Oh, my Gawd! I've become a woman and even worse a near midget sized woman. How can this be I gasped? Suddenly the thrumming, the vibrating seemed to stop. I couldn't believe what was happening. I continued to grow, it was crazy when for the first time ever, I rose above the cubicle walls. Oh wow! I'm getting so tall! "Well, I don't know what to tell you. Apparently, wishes can come true. I guess they are real. I mean what else could have done this?" I indicate nodding my head to our changing bodies. Looking around for the first time, I was able to see things I'd never seen. At least from this perspective. And I felt my hair sliding up my shoulders, getting shorter and shorter. Damn! I'd paid a good amount of money for that hairstyle, for those braids. The top of my head was buzzing as my hair shortened. Regardless, it was a really cool extra that was coming along with all of these changes. Looking back to myself, I couldn't believe the strength I was feeling. As my chest basically flattened as my boobs disappeared, but then my pecs transitioned and when done my chest was impressively manly, then even more so when a coat of hair covered it. It continued with my stomach. I didn't get a six-pack, but it was very toned being flat and trim. Going down to slim hips and legs that were nicely muscled and extremely long, especially from my old perspective. But then pulling back, I couldn't believe I had a cock, and it was apparently a good size. But again, looking up and over, I marveled that I was seeing over everything. I'd never been able to look over anything but now wow. Grinning even more that I was easily looking over the now small woman Trudy was becoming. Especially, seeing her head was the one that didn't even make it to the top of the cube walls. Just like mine had minutes ago. I couldn't believe what I was seeing, looking.... up I saw Shawn looking around, I turned and balked, the walls were over my head. Oh, my Gawd! I couldn't see anything. Realizing I was basically down to the four and a half foot height, she'd.... uh, he'd been when this started. The walls of these cubicles were about five and a half feet high, and now even floating above the floor like I was, they were the better part of a foot over my head. Then suddenly I began shifting, floating out of the cubicle and once out into the aisle, Shawn slid around me. As we passed each other, we passed within inches of each other. And I paled when we did as at that I was face level with.... his lower chest. He seemed absolutely huge. And I could smell a masculine scent emanating from him, we were so close, and I felt a disturbingly pleasant feeling sweeping over me. The whole time, my head was swimming. It was like things were flowing into and out of my mind. Eventually we were in the other's place. Looking down, I was right over his shoes. Then my arms and legs stretched out and the bra slid onto me and strapped around my chest holding my.... my boobs. Oh my Gawd! I have boobs. Then the panties slid up snapping around my now feminine groin, followed by a dress, one of those polo style dresses I remember my ex-wife and daughter wore, but I was troubled that it ended several inches above my knees. And I could only pale seeing that it displayed.... my.... cleavage and I was dressed, dressed as the woman I was now, the very small woman, then I was lowered into the shoes beneath me. When suddenly, we started floating toward each other, my eyes wide, when Trudy was within inches of me, I could only smile looking down on the new little woman. Dude, it was a sight and perspective I'd never achieved looking down on someone like this. Also, looking down at the boobs on my now feminized boss was nice, and I felt a stirring in my groin. At this I realized I had to have her old height being over six feet tall, being basically a foot and a half taller than I was before this. And Trudy was probably my old height and even more the woman now. When I settled in place where Trudy had been, suddenly a pair of boxers slid up my legs and snapped into place. Followed by a pair of socks, slacks, then a long sleeve dress shirt. And lastly, I was lowered into the shoes then I was set down in the chair. Finally whatever had happened seemed to finish, the world seemed to come back to life. "Oh my Gawd!" I gasp as I hear the ticking of the clock again. Everything was huge! I felt like I was in a deep ditch, now back down on the floor the walls rose even higher, the cubicle walls rose so high over my head. Looking all around, I felt long hair brushing my shoulders, I felt breasts shaking on my chest and cool air flowing over my exposed legs and even worse up my dress to my.... my panty covered, feminine groin. Looking down, I saw a body that was very much like the one Shawn had before our swap. I could feel what seemed like a huge ass on my much smaller body. And grabbing my.... my... tits, I was about to panic feeling these growths on my body. Looking back to the.... man.... to my boss, wait.... boss? I paled. Looking up, right in front of me was the nameplate on the cubicle wall. My eyes going wide reading it. As it had previously, it had the title: Process Manager, but the name read Shawn Johnson. And I gasped at the further ramification of what that meant for me,.... for us. My eyes shoot back into the cube, behind the extremely tall man Shawn was now were pictures of this.... new.... man, with a very pretty woman and small child. My eyes wide, my hand shot to my mouth gasping. "Oh my Gawd! You're....you.... are the.... boss.... now?" Paling at what more that meant. I was in awe of what had just happened. I was looking down at my new body, feeling so huge and strong. When I heard Trudy gasp, I looked and saw her white as a ghost looking past me. Quickly I realized it was her now that was the same height as I was in my seated position, as the tall man I've become. But seeing her look past me, I turned, and saw pictures of a man and a woman. A woman that out of nowhere I realized was.... Fiona and.... the little girl is.... Lucy. Gasping realizing they were.... they are my.... wife and.... and my two year old daughter. Oh Wow! And if they were my wife and kid, that man was probably.... me. Spinning back to Trudy, eyes wide at the further confirmation of what that meant for.... for us.... for me. Was I the boss now? Then I heard Trudy almost whisper that I was. Was I the manager now? Had I taken over being the boss in addition to being the man now? I was sitting in the seat, in the cubicle of the man Trudy used to be when she was the man and the.... boss. And I had to fight grinning at that. Standing there in the aisle of the office suite, seeing the world from such a dramatically different perspective, was overwhelming and I slumped against the wall, then collapsed to the floor. Landing on an incredibly padded ass, disconcertingly feeling.... my.... boobs bounce on my chest. All this was too much, and I hung my head on the verge of crying. I couldn't believe this, then I sensed a huge presence next to me and I flinched. Looking over I saw the now huge Shawn kneeling beside me. Seeing Trudy slump to the floor, I quickly moved to her. "Trudy, are you ok?" Somewhat surprised with myself at how quickly I just moved. Just getting out of the chair was a radical difference. Previously, just getting out of a chair was a bit of a struggle. Also, my perspective or viewpoint was considerably different. Seeing Trudy, pretty much the same size as I had been was crazy. Placing my much larger hand on her small shoulder was crazy. Being in this position so much larger, I was having to fight to maintain my focus on her. But man I wanted to check out my new body. Looking up to the huge man, I was fighting conflicting feelings. I knew in this all-new situation, that I had just been turned into a near midget sized woman. But there was a weird feeling about this that feels so normal. And that was a little scary. Looking up, I was amazed seeing how big, the normal looking Shawn was to me now. I also felt comforted some by his warm smile. After a minute, I stood, offering a hand to help her up. And when she accepted my help, I marveled at how easily I was able to pull the small woman to her feet. Again, I was amazed at how big I was now and almost as much, how strong I felt. Once she was standing, I could only marvel that she only came up to my chest. My lower chest, just like I did when Trudy was the man. When I reached up to take the towering man's assistance, I noticed something on my hand. Finally getting on my feet, I paled, focusing on my hand. There was a wedding band and an engagement ring on my hand. What the hell? Bringing my hand closer, I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Was I married? Then I noticed my actual hand, really small, so slim with elegant fingers. I could and couldn't believe what I was seeing. Looking past my hand I was again amazed to see the world around me. Again, I paled seeing the walls rising so high above me, then even more how incredibly tall Shawn was to me. I was in awe of his size. Then I felt a buzzing on my hip and was shocked to see a purse hanging on my shoulder. Pulling it around I dug out a phone and I was further surprised when it apparently scanned my face and opened. Checking the text, I saw it was from a Justin and read "Hey, Babe, OMW, I should be out front in 30." Babe?.... Babe? I gasp as I close the text only to see the wallpaper, which shows a woman and a taller guy, both smiling broadly. Quickly opening the camera and going into selfie mode, I can only pale seeing my reflection is the same as the woman's on the wallpaper. At that my eyes shoot up to Shawn which is really disconcerting having to look so far up to meet his eyes. "Oh my Gawd! What the hell is this? How am I a woman and so.... so short? And you a.... a.... a tall man?" I stammer out. Noticing Trudy checking out a couple of things, I take the opportunity to look around myself. First thing I notice, of course, is my radical difference in my height. I now rose well above the height of the cubicle walls, which I was pretty sure were five and a half feet. Looking over the big room our cube farm filled, I marveled that I could see from end to end. Then an odd twitch in my pants made me look back down.... at my now masculine body. I could only shrug, with a sheepish smile, in response to the small woman's question. Holy crap, I really am a man! I am so.... tall! Then I felt a new, but oddly familiar sensation in my groin. Then nervously, I said, "Um, I.... I have to.... to go to the.... restroom. Let's get you to.... your.... office so you can sit. Then I'll be right back." As I said this while leading the small woman Trudy was now to what used to be my office. As I made sure she was seated, I glanced around seeing more evidence of our swap. There were numerous pictures of this new Trudy with a guy, with kids and other belongings that weren't there when I occupied this cube. Making sure Trudy was ok, I turned and headed to the restroom. All the while I was further surprised at how small the cubicle felt to me now. Moving down the hall, marveling at my long, purposeful strides, I couldn't believe what had happened. Then looking around, I was further amazed at my ability to so easily look over everything. Chuckling at seeing how dusty the top of the cabinets were, knowing I'd never seen or would have thought of that previously. Exiting the section and then entering the men's room, I thrilled at how easily I'd done that. Previously, those doors were very heavy. Now it was so much easier with my new strength and leverage. But oh, my Gawd! I couldn't believe how tall I am. And I know I was fairly fit before, but Dude! Now I have broad shoulders and chest, trim hips, long arms and legs. My face is handsome, with a stylish beard and mustache and shaved head. Wow! Dude! Just Wow! At that I started to flex and pose. Sitting there in a daze, I was overwhelmed at what had happened. Then I felt a weird, but weirdly normal sensation in my groin and realized I too needed to pee. Pushing forward, I dropped out of the chair. I wasn't sure how to feel about all of this. As with so many other things, it weirdly felt normal to drop from the chair. It felt normal to be standing in the cube with the walls rising high over my head. It felt normal to feel the air swirling around my exposed legs. And it even strangely felt normal to have boobs weighing down my chest. Looking down, again, seeing cleavage filling the top I was wearing. Even feeling a bra holding the boobs on my chest, creating that cleavage, was too weird for words. As I started out, my ankle turned just a bit and I looked down to see I was wearing what looked like 2-inch heels. WOW! Another change. Anyway, regardless of having the 2-inch boost, I was still amazed at how small I was in comparison to everything I walked by. Moving up the aisle, again I felt like I was in a deep ditch. And it took seemingly forever to walk down the aisle with my considerably shorter stride, probably made even shorter with the heels on. Finally making it to the restroom, I was about to walk into the restroom when I realized it was the Men's room and looking down, which I realized looking down was no longer applicable for me. I was turning when the door flew open, and I flinched. Then calmed just a bit seeing it was Shawn. Finishing up in the restroom, just pull it out, pee, shake and zip. That was cool being so much easier than doing the same previously. After washing my hands, I turned to see the mirror mounted next to the door. And slowly moved closer. Oh wow! Seeing my new body was incredible. Still having my feminine perspectives, I thought I was really handsome. And I started posing. After a minute of 'playing' like this, I headed back out to check on Trudy. And am stunned to see her standing in front of the doorway of the men's room. "Whoa!.... um, just, um,.... realized this isn't the correct room.... for.... me any.... anymore." As scary and confusing feelings swept over me. Seeing the towering man Shawn was now standing in front of me made me nervous. He was a huge and imposing man, but almost more disturbing for me was how handsome he is and the feelings that stirred in me. Turning to head to the Lady's Room, I say, "Um,.... I have to.... use the.... the restroom. I'll be back.... back in a few minutes." Nervous at what that meant for me. Smiling down to the small woman, I reply, "Ok, well, take your time and make sure to wipe." Chuckling realizing the difference performing that simple, everyday task would be for the new woman. Watching her move along ahead of me, I mentally whistled, appreciating her nicely curvy little form. And out of no where a thought of how inappropriate it would be for me, the manager to do something like that to a woman, especially one that is one of my direct reports. And smiled to myself watching her struggle to open the restroom door. Remembering how much I used to struggle to do the same. I was about to offer some assistance as she looked back up to me, when the door finally pushed open, and she disappeared into the room that would be inappropriate for me to enter now. Wow! This is crazy I pondered. At that I turned to head back to.... my office. Gawd! Finally making it into the restroom, the.... ladies room, I breathed a sigh of relief as I slumped against the wall. Leaning there for a couple of minutes, trying to gather my wits, looking down at myself one more time, I still couldn't believe what I was seeing, However, my body, regardless of being female still needed to pee, so I pushed off and headed to the stalls. Entering the stall one more in what was probably going to be a million new things. I saw the walls of the stall rise even higher than the cubicle walls. Giggling wryly, realizing I wouldn't have to worry about bumping my head on the cross bar. Well one small benefit groaning at the all too obvious pun. But then was dismayed to see there was a small container hanging on the wall and disturbingly I realize it's a tampon dispenser which disturbed me even more. Recognizing another change in my life, now I will have to deal with having periods. GGGRRRRRR!! Moving up to the toilet, I realize I won't be able to pee facing the toilet anymore. Sitting is my only option now, grumbling I turn around trying to figure out how to do this. New situation number next. I, of course, know how women pee having been married and having a daughter that I'd helped potty train. But that was them not me. Looking down, with an urgency building, I figured I needed to get the skirt up. Pulling up the bottom hem of the skirt, I finally get it up over my hips, then I have to pull down the panties covering my new feminine sex. Finally, I sit back, having to scoot back to finally get into position and once I did, I spent a minute figuring out how to release the building pressure. And finally with a sense of relief the pee sprays out of this new alien opening between my legs and I breathe a sigh of relief. Then another understanding or recollection comes to me and I pull out some tissue paper and wipe between my legs, shivering at yet one more new, alien sensation. Finally done with that, I scootched forward and off the toilet. And as I did, recognizing that my feet had not even been touching the floor until I slid forward. And realized the next new experience. But, before I could fully consider that, I discovered the next. The toilet stall was now very spacious from my new perspective, again with the walls rising so very high over my head. However, being so small allowed me to easily shift around as I redressed from just peeing. Gawd! What a difference. Looking down, I gawked at this new configuration in my groin. Wide hips, a neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair and the beginnings of the slit that I'd just peed out of. Reaching down, I ran a finger over these new feminine lips between my legs and I shivered and marveled. Shaking my head at the radical change down there. And then flowing down to nicely, shapely legs. They seemed somewhat long from my perspective but knew that in reality they had to be short since I was short. So very short, shaking my head knowing that. Anyway, pulling up the panties, which disturbingly covered the basically flat contours now diving between my legs, one more time shaking my head. After finally getting completely redressed, I discovered the complaints my wife. Uh, Ex-Wife,..... um whatever that would be, whoever that was, were accurate. All of the contortions I had to go through just to get redressed was going to be aggravating. Anyway, finally redressed, I moved out of the stall over to the sinks to wash my hands, I paled seeing my new reflection. Even more so that I was only able to see myself from well above my waist. Glancing over to the mirror mounted by the door, I paled. So, after quickly washing my hands, I tentatively moved over closer to it. And like with everything else in the world, the top of the mirror rose so very high over my head. Giggling,... wait did I just giggle? Another change I realized. Anyway, I.... "remember".... in my old life the top of my head being at the top of the mirror. But, not any more I grumbled. However, refocusing on me, my new.... body,.... my feminine body. Standing there, stareing at.... my... reflection, it was strange. On one hand, I looked like I was a normal woman. But on the other hand, pulling back and looking around recognizing I was a really, really small..... woman. But again refocusing on my reflection, I had to admit, still having some of my masculine perspectives, I was a fairly pretty woman. Nice figure, fair sized breasts for a woman as small as I am, somewhat trim waist, nicely shaped hips and considering my size, long trim legs. Overall, despite being so small, I would call my.... figure.... a sort of nicely shaped..... Mom Bod's. I had been probably a little out of shape when I was a man and apparently that carried over to this feminine body I was going to be living in. I could see my hips were a little on the wide side for how small I am and also I have slight pooch to my belly. My.... feminine body had a nice figure, just really, really small. And as I considered that I apparently have a Mom-Bod, my head swam considering.... my kids. Wow! Just Wow! Then looking at my head and face, I could see similarities between my former and current faces. And the same with my hair, just that it's much longer, nicely wavey auburn but with a blonde streak framing my face. And my face.... was probably prettier than it had been handsome, made up with eye shadow, blush and lip stick. Leaning in I see my eyes are the same color as they were, so there was that. Then looking to my hands, I see I have well-manicured nails with... French tips, then I pale knowing that fact. Nevertheless, I just stood there for a minute. Then turning to look at my profile seeing it displayed more evidence of my change. My tush stuck out more than I would have thought, looking somewhat large on my, in reality, small female body. As did my.... my boobs. Gawd! I still can't believe I.... I have boobs. Reaching up and running my hands over.... my.... bra and blouse encased.... feminine assets. Then squeezing them and I gasped. Gawd! This is real! I.... and I strained trying to remember myself from before, even trying to remember my masculine name, but for some reason, something else new for me, I.... couldn't remember it. Its like I've always been Trudy, been Gertrude Elizabeth Simson Robertson, always been a really small.... woman. I know I was the same size as Shawn is now. But apparently, something to go along with all our other changes, was blocking my access to those.... memories. And at that, my mind was being flooded with all sorts of new information. Of always being the smallest person, as a kid or grown up. Of always struggling to do almost anything being so small and weak. Being carded to buy beer or wine even to this day being a.... 34 year old. Struggling to convince people of my age. Then shivering..... remembering buying my first bra and.... my first bikini. When my head cleared, I realized whatever that was would make living my life easier, but again trying to pull up information about my old life was even more of a struggle. Shaking my head, knowing I was supposed to be a man, a really tall man. However, thinking about being tall. I couldn't believe I cannot remember seeing the world from way up there anymore. Not knowing anything else to do, realizing I apparently have a life as the tiny woman that I'll have to live. Grabbing the door and struggling to open it I was a bit dismayed at how weak I was. But then that put me back out into the larger world, even though it was just the hallway. Heading down the hall, I was struck by how long it was. Glancing back, it was odd that the hallway seemed so long and huge whereas the restroom hadn't. That was confusing. Anyway, it is what it is, so I made my way back to my.... office. The whole way back I marveled at the radical differences of being so very small instead of the tall man I'd been and even more that of being a woman. However, it was also disconcerting that I really couldn't remember those perspectives. Making it back to my cube, I felt the spaciousness of the 8 by 8 cube, I remembered they used to feel cramped, but not now. Climbing.... up to get into the chair was yet one more of the million new things. Sitting there, basically in a daze, I just stared out. How could this have happened, wishes aren't real, wishing on shooting stars was a silly kid's notion. But, looking down, seeing and feeling the.... boobs on my chest was all the evidence to the contrary I could think of. Clinching my legs, not feeling.... feeling.... anything between my legs worried me even more. Shaking my head at what that meant for me. Add to that, just getting into the chair had been a challenge. How could it be so hard to just climb into a chair. I could only shake my head in dismay. Especially recognizing that my feet were dangling high above the floor, even slid forward some in the chair. Slowly looking around, I saw pictures of the new me with a tall man, well definitely taller than me anyway, others with kids and more still with other people. Then suddenly my mind was flooded with new.... memories. And when.... whatever that was.... whatever just happened, I had a whole slew of new memories. My eyes shooting back to the pictures, I realized the tall man with me in the picture was Justin,..... my husband and he is 5 foot 3. So, to me.... compared to the.... new me, he was tall being nearly a foot taller than me. At that, I dug out my billfold, looking for my driver's license. And disconcertingly, I found, like Shawn had when he was.... he was.... and straining as hard as I could, I couldn't remember Shawn's name from before all of this. Anyway, I knew he used to be a woman, a near midget sized woman. And I used to be a man, a tall man, probably the same size as he is now. However, I remember that when Shawn was the little woman he'd been, he did not have a driver's license. And now neither did I. The identification in my hand was, like Shawn's had been, a state issued I.D. And I realized it was another change, frustrated though, I looked at what the I.D. showed. I was now Gertrude Elizabeth Robertson, knowing, out of nowhere, everyone called me Trudy and the stats on the I.D. card which I was dismayed to see it first confirmed, like looking at my.... new.... body, that I was a female. But almost as bad, I was only four feet eight inches tall. And that is why.... my.... 5 foot 3 inch.... husband seems so.... tall in comparison. Then I see another difference in this new world, I'd been 44 years old as the man I'd been, now I was 10 years younger. Oh my Gawd! I gasp. Looking back to the pictures, I see my.... children, recognizing that.... in addition to becoming a woman, I've become a.... mother. They were still my son and my daughter. Its just now they're younger and... smaller. JJ, like I used to be, had been tall, now I could see the evidence of new genetics impacting him. Now he was on the small size, much like his father and I. Thankfully he and Carrah are taller than me. I wouldn't want them to have to deal with being near midget sized like I have become. Seeing.... my taller children made my head swim. Sitting there, totally stunned at the insanity of what had happened. Things were so crazy. I had been a man, now I'm a woman. I had been divorced man and father, now I'm a married woman and mother. Then I realized. I'd apparently gone from being the boss, to.... and my eyes go wide realizing I was now the secretary for our unit. Looking around.... my cubicle, I saw the evidence of this. I had what I'd seen over the years of office tools and supplies. Also, I saw that the office was also more differences of being a woman instead of the basically spartan level organization I'd used previously as the man I'd been. However, the next thing I realized there was a peace in my mind, thinking about work, I didn't feel the stress I'd been dealing with. Thinking about home, I felt a peace, I had a.... husband who loved me. I had a place in.... my kids life, I paled realizing my life was so different. Then more I.... realized I had a.... my eyes going wide at this realization.... Justin and I have an incredible love life. As I sat there, I felt a tingle run through me as I.... 'remember'.... making love to Justin and even more how great that made me feel. And then I realized I had a smile on my face at those thoughts. {{Voice=AT&T Mike16/}} Walking back to Trudy's office, I was still reveling in the radical change in my life. Getting back, I again peeked over the wall and was surprised to see her smiling. Stepping into the doorway, I was surprised to see a brightness on her face. "Hey, what's going on?" Surprised one more time at seeing my reconfigured former boss, so small sitting in her chair. Still smiling when Shawn came back, I could not believe how I was feeling. In the brief time since he'd left me, my perceptions and feelings about this changed I'd experienced had changed dramatically. Then before I could answer, my phone buzzed. Digging it out of my purse, I thrilled seeing that Justin was here. Looking up to the extremely tall man that Shawn was now. "Hey, are you good? Cause if you are, my.... husband is here to pick me up." I smile up to him as I look up to him. I was shocked when Trudy dropped out her seat and even more smiled up to me. Confused, I asked. "Are you sure?" Grinning up, it was a little disconcerting looking so far, but I remembered the positives I've gained. "Yep, I've gained so much more than I've lost in this swap. I have a husband and children that love me. And if I do say so, I have the most handsome man, who I love. So, if you're ok, I'm going to head out if you don't need anything else,.... Boss Man." Seeing him step back, I smiling up to him and I moved out. Stunned, just minutes ago, she'd seemed to be totally freaked out, now though she'd done a complete one-eighty, accepting everything and apparently loving these changes. Finally making it out of the area, I can only marvel at the changes and overall feeling so much better than I have in I don't know how long. Everything was so different, walking down the aisle, riding down in the elevator, then heading out of the building and upon seeing Justin everything settled into place. Looking up I could only thank the star that had improved my life so. The End