My Boss and I - Chapter 1-8

Chapter 1

My boss is a dick. Well, if you asked my female coworkers, they’d probably say something else. They’d say he was charming and sweet. They’d say he was the nicest guy. I suppose he was also very attractive too. He had dark hair, and darker eyes, a strong chin, and thick shoulders. He was the kind of guy who worked out and had a six-pack of abs. I wouldn’t be surprised if he manscaped. Damn, that guy irritated me.

He was the owner and manager of a small retail chain, and he had about five hundred employees under him. He wasn’t superrich, but he was probably a millionaire. He drove a blue Mercedes-Benz, always wore a suit, and always seemed to have just a hint of stubble on his face. I was one of his employees, but I had a college education and I was ready to move up in the business. I was just a manager of one of the stores, but I was ready to become a district manager. Time after time, I was passed up for promotion after promotion. Who got my job instead? Bitches. Women. The Opposite Sex. It was clear to me that this guy was a freaking womanizer.

“He’s not a womanizer,” A fellow manager Jenny said. “He’s always been courteous and sweet, and I haven’t found a single girl who has said different. In fact, a few girls have hit on him, and he’s turned them down.”

We just had a manager’s quarterly meeting, and I went out to drink with three of the closest managers to my store. It was important to have a working relationship with them. I had to work with them regularly on coupon distributions and inventory sharing. It wouldn’t be uncommon for one of us to drive to one of the other stores to stock up on something we didn’t order enough of. That was really the only reason I was out tonight.

It was one guy and two girls. Regrettably, Jenny was really fat, and her friend was somewhat ugly. I wasn’t eager to get either one of them drunk and take them home tonight. It was probably for the best. I dated a few of the cuter employees I hired, and it always caused trouble. I was usually able to silence things with a few threats or some money, so it was fine. However, these managers were the same rank as me, so I could get in serious trouble if I upset one of them. Even good sex wasn’t worth my career, and I doubted either of these girls would be that great.

“I agree. Any girl would be lucky to have him. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him date someone. He’s probably gay.” The other girl sighed.

I made an ugly face. “That’s exactly my point. The pair of you are wearing horny goggles.”

“Horny goggles?” The fat girl raised an eyebrow.

“You know what I mean!” I gestured with my beer, splashing just a bit on the table. “You see him as some perfect guy, but secretly he’s just prejudice for women. Women already get enough in life. We don’t need this diversity hire bullshit. Right, Dan?”

“Ah… don’t bring me into this…” The other guy was an older married man with thick-rimmed glasses. “Besides… we have seven district managers, only four are female, that’s about even, right?”

“That’s a majority female, Dan…” I sighed, already knowing that this guy was whipped and trying to get any support from him was hopeless.

“You’re just a pig.” The fat girl snorted. “Whining because you can’t get any.”

“I can get anyone I want!” I shot back. “I’m very good at seducing people.”

“I doubt that…” she responded, taking another drink.

I gave her a smile. “Want to bet?”

Chapter 2

The next morning, I woke up with a throbbing headache. My alarm was blaring, so I reached out to hit it, missing twice before getting it the third time.

“Ah… damn my head hurts…” I moaned, rolling back to the bed, the back of my hand hitting something big.

I looked down to see a large butt in white-stained panties. The woman paired with that ass let out a moan.

“I feel like throwing up.” She whimpered into her pillow.

“Me too,” I grimaced, getting up and walking to the bathroom.

I filled a cup with water and took some pills. Then, after looking back at the fatty on my bed, I got another glass and a grabbed the whole pill bottle. I tossed it at her and then put the water on the nightstand next to her. She slowly rolled over, grabbing the bottle like a seal coming out of slumber. After taking two pills of her own, personally, I thought she could afford to take a few more. She looked up at me.

“We had sex?” She asked, her red eyes, messy hair, and giant bags under her eyes making her look a bit repulsive.

I crossed my arms. “You’re still here? You’re supposed to leave before I get up. They call it the walk of shame, not the walk of shamelessness.”

“We’re at your place.” She shook her head and then winced. “Damn, I can’t believe it.”

“Neither can I…” I snorted. “Have you ever heard of shaving down there? Also… douches, use it.”

“The only douche I see has already been in there.” She responded.

“Don’t remind me.” I made a face. “The things I’ll do for a bet.”

She froze for a moment and then sighed. “You really just did it to win a bet? I was drunk.”

“So was I?” I shrugged and then pointed at her. “Don’t go screaming about sexual assault! You consented!”

“Yeah…” She rubbed the back of her neck. “I guess I did… I’m a fucking idiot.”

“You’re not just an idiot, you’re an idiot that has to do my next month’s inventory!” I chuckled.

“Where are my clothes?” She asked, not responding to my taunt.

“On the floor, where you tossed it.”

She slowly got up and started dressing. She couldn’t even get her socks on without sitting again. I watched her with my arms crossed, not offering her any mercy. She’s the one who called me a pig. Well, now she’s a pig fucker, so what does that make her? I said I was good. Well, pushing drinks on a girl was easy. I wasn’t lying that I was just as drunk as she was. How would I be able to even get excited by that unless I was drunk?

To be fair, she wasn’t ugly like the other girl. I definitely couldn’t stand an ugly girl. She’d actually have a pretty face… it was just behind a hundred pounds of fat. Some guys would say something like more cushion for the pushing. If I wanted to have sex with a pillow, I’d just pull out a pillow and bang it. That’d be slightly less gross.

She stood up after finally getting dressed. She was still moving slowly with a somewhat tired expression on her face. As she passed me, she stopped and turned her head.

“Don’t tell anyone about this, okay?”

“I was going to say the same to you!” I chuckled.

She gave me an ugly look before turning away and leaving my apartment. When I heard the outer door slam shut, I let out a breath. I was going to have to change my sheets after this. Her fragrant smell filled the room, and there was a bunch of wet spots on my bed. She had totally pissed it while cumming. So, gross.

Just as I was bundling up the bedding, I suddenly remembered why my alarm went off this morning. “Ah, shit! I have a meeting!

Chapter 3

I wasn’t able to take a shower, brush my teeth, or even shave. The result was that I ended up running into work, barely on time, in a wrinkled suit. I was a minute late, but I didn’t see my boss there, so I went to the bathroom and cleaned the best I could. Unfortunately, I still couldn’t shave, but at least my hair looked fine. When I came back out, I saw the man waiting in my backroom office. I took a deep breath, put on a smile, and then walked back to greet him.

“Hello! Mr. Conner, it’s a pleasure to see you again.” I said in an overly pleasant way while walking into my office.

He didn’t stand up, nor did he take my hand. In fact, he had a bit of a frown on his face.

“You’re late, Mr. Dark.”

“Please, call me Jordan.” I said, taking a seat across from him even though he didn’t offer it. “I apologize, just had to use the bathroom.”

This was my office! There was no reason I shouldn’t be allowed to sit in my own office. As for being late, he wasn’t there when I came in, so he was late too! This guy really irritated me. I had to struggle to keep my face from showing anything. Mr. Conner didn’t give away any indicator, but his frown also didn’t change.

“Okay, I supposed I shouldn’t waste your time, regarding your application for promotion, I wanted to talk to you about that.”

“Ah… really…” I tried to keep my face smooth.

I already knew that he had given the promotion away to someone else. After all, he announced it in yesterday’s meeting, right before asking to meet with me bright and early today.

“Jordan, your store has been accused of having nearly a dozen complaints in the last quarter. Two of them from female employees.”

“I’m sorry?” I blinked.

“This isn’t a matter I can forgive. It seems you have a problem with women.”

“I don’t have a problem with women!” I declared defensively. “I love women!”

He frowned. “Perhaps… a bit too much. Half of these complaints are serious sexual harassment claims.”

“Sexual harassment?” My expression turned ugly. “That’s bullshit! Those women are just trying to punish me because I won’t bend policy.”

“You kicked a woman out for breastfeeding…”

“That’s indecent exposure. Other people in the store didn’t want to see that!”

“You asked a customer if she wanted to go out on a date?”

“Is it wrong to court a beautiful woman? How would any man find a relationship otherwise?”

“Alright, how about your employees claims that you cut their hours and said you did so because they’re women and aren’t strong enough to lift anything.”

“If I have one employee that can be more productive than another employee, it’s just foolish to not schedule them more!”

“Okay…” Mr. Conner shook his head. “I’m starting to understand the problem here.”

“Good!” I nodded. “I’m glad you’re starting to see things my way.”

He sighed, rubbing his temples. “Believe it or not, I’m not going out of my way to get you. Your store has good numbers, and your customer satisfaction is actually quite high. You’re a good salesman, but you have issues that must be resolved. Rather than promote you, I’m trying to convince myself not to fire you.”

“F-fire! B-but… I work hard! I do everything required! I can’t help if a bunch of stupid whores want to drag me down!”

“And there it is…” Mr. Conner stood up. “I’ve decided to give you one last chance. I prefer to believe in the good of people. I believe you have a problem, but with time you can become a better person. You just need to find yourself. You need to decide who you really are.”

“Decide who I really am? Yes… of course… anything!” I responded, not wanting to lose this job, especially in the current job market.

“I will be coming by frequently. I will be working with you personally on this.”

“Ah… yes, of course.”

“I’ve also hired an expert.”

“An… expert, you say?”

“She came highly recommended. She is… a gender equality specialist. She helps men who have issues… become more in tuned with their feminist side.”

“A… a gender equality…” I made an ugly face, “That…”

“Jordan, this isn’t an offer. It is a requirement. It’s an 8-week program. You either do her program, or you’re fired. Which will it be?”

I bit back all of my anger and frustration. “Yes… sir.”

Chapter 4

My boss left the store early, but he claimed this strange woman would be stopping by later. I really didn’t need some new-age feminist telling me I was sexist because I didn’t bow down to women. I was sick and tired of hearing how bad women had it. Guys had it just as bad. It really pissed me off.

Did my boss really think that those women were any better? Some of them even confessed to trying to date him! How was that that not worse than anything I did? They would hire men over women too to do physical labor. I still didn’t get why these damned 120 lbs women tried to work jobs where they needed to lift 50 lbs boxes, anyway. Worse, I had to hire some of them or be labeled a chauvinist!

Of course, my mind didn’t stop there. I spent the entire morning cursing about how unfair all of this was. I was really pissed at how things turned out, and the last person I intended to blame was myself. Thankfully, most of the employees under me got that I was on a warpath, and thus avoided me. That was, except for one girl. She was an eighteen-year-old. She was cute, but also really dumb. She tried to ask to go home because she was on her period.

“Are you kidding me?” I said, “Do you see how busy it is out there?”

We were having a rush, and that was the moment she chose to cramp? She was pissing me off to no end. It was clear she just didn’t want to have to work hard.

“It really hurts.” She said, holding her gut like that proved anything.

“Jack out there just had knee surgery. It hurts him to stand on it every day, but he’s still working hard. Either get out there or find a new job.” I snapped at her.

She looked like she was going to cry, but that was just the finally desperate attempt women used to manipulate men. She turned and left the room. I watched through the window as she walked away. My office was in a position where no one could come or leave my office without passing the window. It gave me a clear sight of the entire back warehouse. Another woman who worked with her appeared from one of the rows of boxes. She spoke to the other woman and then put her hand on the 18-year-old’s shoulder. The new girl was one of the ones who had filed a complaint. She whispered to the younger woman and then shot me a glare before the two of them walked away.

“Ah… shit.”

She was probably going to try to file another complaint. As far as I was concerned, that woman was the reason I lost my promotion in the first place. Plus, she was sympathizing with the lazy brat which only reaffirmed she could pull shit like this in the work place. It seriously pissed me off. We were busy. It wasn’t the time to have a damned mental breakdown. I debated going out and yelling at them more, but after remembering the precarious situation I was in, I bit my lip. Of course, that’s how society got this bad in the first place, people keeping their mouths shut so they didn’t get cancelled, labelled, or destroyed.

“It’s things like this that put you in this situation, you know?” A sweet voice came from behind me.

I hadn’t notice anyone enter my door, but as I spun around, I found a beautiful woman there. She had green eyes, blonde hair, and a large chest. She was an absolute hotty. She was totally a girl in my strike zone. Plus, she had on one of those dress suits women wore, with the skirt that stopped just over their knees. Her hair was tied up tightly, with a knot on the back. I wanted to tear out that scrunchy and run my hands through that hair. First, I wiped the dumb smile off my face.

“Ah… who are you?” I asked, trying to act confident, but also pleasant.

“Did your boss not mention I was coming?” She asked, a cocky smirk on her face.

My expression immediately dropped. This was the feminist? Damn. I was thinking I’d end up with some kind of ugly dyke. Instead, I ended up with a beauty. Well, she had the bitch brow down. That slightly raised eyebrow and that slight smirk that made you just want to slap the bitch out of her. It was condescending and smug, and any woman who possessed it made me hate her immediately. I had been focused on her beauty at first, but now I heard her talk. It was just all downhill from there.

“I’m supposed to go through your training regime.” I put on a fake smile I had used for years while dealing with people I didn’t like. “So let me know.”

“It’s still early.” She yawned dismissively. “There is still time to bother with that later.”

My pleasant smile twitched. My entire job hinged on this woman, and she was already acting flippant. Why couldn’t women just take work seriously?

“Then… I take it, you’re going to observe me work?”

She let out a laugh which was soft and alluring. “I think I’ve already seen enough actually.”

My smile slipped even more. This bitch…

“What would you like to do?”

She smirked. “Tonight, let’s go out. I’d like to meet the real you in a casual setting. I can’t help until I know.”

“The real me… tonight? How about Daniel’s?” 

It was a local bar.

“That’s fine. I’ll see you at 8 pm. Until then…”

“You’re not sticking around?”

“Do you want me around?” She laughed again, then took a step outside of my office, closing the door behind her.

“Well, this works too. He wants to give me some feminist bitch? I’ll see how progressive you are when you’re on your knees!” I cursed under my breath.

She wanted to know the real me? I’d give her all of me! I’d just get her drunk, maybe take some pictures of her. Then she’d be my little plaything. Let’s see how smug she can be after that!

I was thinking about such things in such a distracted manner, I never noticed that she never passed by my window on the way out of my office.

Chapter 5

The rest of work went smoothly, and I even managed to improve my mood. That woman with the period ended up convincing another girl to come in and work her shift. This was allowed, so I signed off on it. Of course, in the future, I’d probably give the 18-year-old fewer hours. Why should I schedule her when she was just going to go home?

Either way, it was no skin off my back, and I finished my shift and then headed home. A shift manager would be closing tonight, so that left me to focus instead on tonight’s date. I decided to go all out in wooing this woman. She probably had some idea about me that I hated women or something. She was going to be shocked when I appeared like the perfect gentleman.

So, I washed up properly, picked a really nice shirt and slacks, and even did my hair. After a spray of cologne, I was about the nicest I had ever been. I waited for it to get close to the time we were meeting. It was never a good idea to arrive too early. You always wanted to leave them waiting and wanting. With that, I left my apartment and headed to the bar we had chosen. Daniel’s wasn’t far from my place, and I had even been there a few times. When I arrived, I immediately ordered two drinks. It was always best to get her drinking early. It made the rest of the night way smoother.

My grin turned to a frown as the time I was supposed to meet her passed. Another fifteen minutes went by, and I was starting to consider giving up. I wasn’t one of those guys who was so pitiful that I’d sit for an hour or two waiting just for a chance at pussy. Rather, there were a few girls in the bar that had already been drinking for a while, and I didn’t think it’d be all that difficult to slide my way between any of their legs.

It was just as I reached my limit that someone tapped my shoulder. I spun around to see her waiting there. I hadn’t seen her come in the front door, which flustered me a bit. However, it was her beauty that had once again stunned me. She was absolutely perfect looking. Smooth, soft skin, red pert lips, and a body to die for. I had to work moisture into my mouth a few times before I remembered I had a drink in my hand and took a large sip.

“I hope I’m not too late.” She said in a sensual voice, putting her hand on my knee as she sat next to me.

She was definitely giving me the signs. I thought I’d have to work her harder than this, but she was already half way to putting out. This eight-week program might not be so bad after all. I could play with this beautiful woman while she taught me all about females. I couldn’t help but hide an evil grin by taking another sip of my glass.

“You want to have sex with me, don’t you?” she suddenly asked without any pretense.

I choked on my glass, almost spitting up on her. She gave a seductive laugh as I tried to regain my breath. She leaned forward, her hand stroking my leg in a very seductive manner. It had the opposite effect than she was expecting though. I was immediately starting to feel suspicious. Girls didn’t come on to me that forward. I might be good, but I wasn’t that good.

I gently reached forward and removed her wrist. “Let’s keep this professional, shall we?”

This had to be some kind of test. If I took the bait, I’d definitely end up losing my job. I was smart enough to know when I was being taken advantage of. I wouldn’t become another checkmark on her feminist case study. Rather than looking surprised or offended, she laughed softly.

“Your worried I have ulterior motives. You think I’m leading you on. You’re right.”

I blinked. “Exactly, so…”

“I promise you I’m not trying to threaten your job, or in any way do you harm. Rather, I just want to educate you about the female body.”

“I know everything about the female body.” I responded shortly, taking another sip.

There was something about her though. She was incredibly beautiful, and was acting incredibly sexy. Plus, I had already drunk a bit and my judgement was growing more impaired by the second.

“Do you? So, you know about my body?” She asked.

“I-it’s not like I’ve seen it.”

“Are you sure you don’t want a female body?” She reached up and grabbed her breasts, squeezing them together. “Do you want to have these breasts?”

My eyes were now stuck on her in stunned silence. I didn’t know what game she was playing, but I was quickly reaching the point where I didn’t care.

“Do you want to have this womanhood?” She reached down and tugged on the lower part of her dress.

“You want these legs? This ass?” Her hands glided over her body sensually.

Everyone else in the room seemed to disappear to me, and my trainer became the only thing on my mind.

“Y-yes…” I found myself mumbling, my eyes wide and sweat running down my face.

“It will have a cost.” She said.

My brain immediately jumped to prostitute. She was going to charge me to have sex with her? Was this her end game? Did she desperately need money? Maybe, she planned to blackmail me. At this point, I no longer cared. I just wanted to play with her.

“I’ll pay it!” I said.

“Good.” She smiled, finally pulling her hands away and grabbing my hand.

I followed numbly like I was in a daze. Maybe my drink was drugged, because I felt like I was dreaming. The entire way home, and even the walk up to my apartment and into my bed was fuzzy and hard to remember. I was finally standing over this beautiful woman lying in my bed.

“Is… this really okay?” The last doubt in my mind bubbled to the surface.

She laughed mischievously, and then gestured with a single finger. “Come on, you wanted a woman, it’s time I made you one.”

I didn’t even notice the slip as I began to move toward her. The dream-like feeling grew as I got closer, becoming more and more intense, and then I blacked out just as I hit the bed.

Chapter 6

I woke up the next morning. It wasn’t as bad as the previous day. I hadn’t drunk very much, or had I? I remembered practically stumbling home, and I remembered very little after. Yet, rather than having a headache, I felt great. I was surprisingly light on my feet.

My memory of the beautiful woman from last night, my assigned trainer, came back to me. When I glanced around, she wasn’t in the apartment at all. Perhaps, she understood the etiquette of getting out when she was done. She was certainly better than that fat chick. It was just really disappointing that I didn’t remember a minute of it.

“Things are going to be awkward at work today.” I said, and then grabbed my throat.

My voice sounded a bit pitchy. Something about my neck felt weird too. I just wasn’t up yet. I needed to get dressed and ready for work. It was going to be a bit strange today. After a night I didn’t even remember, having to work alongside the woman I just slept with who even had a position of power over me was sure to be strange. On the other hand, I had her just where I wanted her! If she tried to cause too much trouble, I could definitely cause her to have a difficult time. I needed to look on the bright side of things. With a yawn, I grabbed a rag and washed my face. Still bleary-eyed, I walked to the toilet and reached into my pants.

“Huh?”

My hand grasped nothing. I moved it left and right, feeling around. I could feel pubic hair, but the head of my penis wasn’t there. I wasn’t that small, it wasn’t like I had ever went looking for it! My fingers felt around until they slipped into something. It felt familiar… but not from myself!

“What the hell?” I shouted to myself.

My voice was pitchy, and as I went from drowsy to awake, I started to notice other differences. I felt like I had lost some height. I was at least six inches shorter. There was also a weight on my chest now. And I could feel my hair on my shouters. I wore it a bit long, but not that long! I couldn’t believe it grew that fast overnight! I ran to the mirror and turned the light up to full. Staring back at me wasn’t me at all! It was a girl! She had the same blue eyes and dirty blonde hair I did, but we had as many differences as we had similarities.

“H-how? What?”

I started disrobing immediately. I only realized at that moment I was wearing the same clothing I had been in the night before. However, it was so baggy on me now, except around the chest, that I hadn’t noticed. If I had sex last night with that woman, I should have been naked, or at least my pants would be gone.

I took all of my clothing off now, and started checking myself in the mirror. There was a moderately cute girl. Her breasts weren’t particularly big, her body wasn’t particularly curvey. She just looked like a typical, average girl in every sense of the word. Other than being just a bit on the cute side, she was like anyone I’d run into on the street, except that she was me! Every motion I took, the mirror version of her did the same.

I touched my breasts, my womanhood, my butt… it all was formed like a woman. Even my Adam’s apple was gone. I had heard there were these women who would seduce a man, and then he’d wake up the next morning in a bathtub with ice and his liver missing. Was that what this was? Did she drug me and then do a night of plastic surgery? Did she literally take my balls?

No, that was crazy. I checked the time on my watch, and it was only eight hours later. If I had been cut up, there would definitely be scars and stitches. This level of transformation simply wasn’t possible with our current levels of medical science. I literally had no way to explain what had happened to me. I remained at a loss, staring in the mirror in shock for a few minutes. That’s when the image of a certain woman appeared in my mind.

“The trainer!” I cursed, realizing that even after meeting her twice, going on a date, and even taking her home to sleep with her, I had never bothered to ask her name.

The last thing I remembered was that trainer. She had to have some kind of involvement in all of this. Even if she didn’t, she had been here last night right before I changed. She had to have noticed something. Actually, I was pretty sure she had caused it. She was some kind of witch or something, and she had turned me into a female.

Thankfully, I knew exactly where she was going to be. I grabbed my usual suit and put it on. It was baggy and didn’t fit right, but I didn’t care right now. I was going to go to work and find her, and then make her turn me back. Soon, this nightmare would be over.

Chapter 7

“Um, can I help you?”

It was the 18-year-old who had cramps the night before. She was standing behind the register. She was scheduled to work today. I made note she didn’t seem to be in any pain today. I happened to know that cramping lasted more than the four hours she was working yesterday. Since it was Saturday night she was working, I was pretty convinced she just wanted to leave early to go party or something. Either way, she was looking at me like I was a complete stranger.

“What are you saying? I’m your boss.” I snapped.

As soon as the words left my mouth, I realized my mistake. The current me was a complete stranger to the young girl. I might have looked like a distant cousin to my former self if we were put right next to each other, but no one anywhere would guess that I was Dan. Besides being female, my body proportions were all off right now too. Even my voice had changed to that of a woman.

“Huh? Oh! You must be the person that came to…” She leaned forward, looking both ways before speaking. “Teach Dan a lesson?”

I didn’t like how she worded that at all. However, she seemed to be confusing me for the woman I ran into last night. Had she not seen her come in yesterday? She would have had to walk right by her to enter my office. That was simply how inattentive 18-year-old brats were. I wouldn’t even have hired her if the guy I had originally picked hadn’t failed his drug test.

“Oh? You’re the specialist?” The woman behind her turned around and asked.

This was the woman who had shot me dirty looks and had reported me. I’d have fired her if it wouldn’t have gotten me in even more trouble. She was also the union rep in this store, which gave me even more of a headache.

“Y-yes.”

Since they didn’t seem to recognize the real specialist, I decided to claim to be her. At the moment, I had no other excuse to be in the store, and if I couldn’t get in there to meet with her, then I’d never be able to fix my problem.

“My name is Jewel, and the younger one is Becky. You definitely have your hands full with that piece of work.” The woman named Jewel grinned.

Jewel was a Filipino woman of middle-age with short black hair and dark eyes. She was a short, thin girl, even shorter than I was now. Becky was a bit taller. She was a typical blonde, blue eyed high school student. She wore a pair of pink-framed glasses and was a bit overweight. The pair of them were both looking at me, apparently wanting to chitchat even though they were supposed to be working.

I fought to keep my expression smooth. They thought I was just another girl, and now they were trying to gossip. Actually, wasn’t this a really good opportunity? I could finally hear what my employees really thought of me. If I was lucky, maybe I could even find a way to fire her for slander. I knew these two particularly wouldn’t say anything good, so I braced myself and put on a fake smile I had practiced while dealing with innumerable insufferable people.

“Oh? How so? Is Jordan not a good boss? I heard his numbers are great!”

The girls glanced at each other, and I was afraid my comment had a bit too much bite in it. I was genuienly irritated after all. However, since this unfortunate event happened to me, I might as well take advantage of it while the opportunity presented itself.

“It’s not that Mr. Dark is the worst…” the 18-year-old spoke hesitantly.

“He’s a pig!” Jewel growled angrily.

My mouth twitched, but I had expected at least that much. I would have called Jewel a bitch to coworkers unhesitantly, so the feeling of dislike was mutual.

“Is it true that you’re here to give him sensitivity training?” The younger girl was clearly uncomfortable and eager to change the conversation. “That’s what the rumor going around says. Mr. Conner told us that you would be co-managing the store and assisting him for the next two months, but it’s more than that, right?”

I opened my mouth to answer ‘yes’, but I realized that this was an opportunity to destroy such rumors. Boss at least had the decency to not expose these secrets, and it left enough doubt that I could nip this in the bud. These girls would assuredly laugh and mock me if they knew some woman was being brought in as my babysitter.

“Ah… not exactly.” I said, letting out an awkward laugh. “Mr. Conner just wanted me to just help… with the female staff, to increase employee satisfaction.”

I didn’t lie, per se, but I put the guilt on the girls a bit. After all, they were the problem, not me.

“If Mr. Conner wants to increase my satisfaction, he should bring his fine ass to the store more often.” Jewel chuckled.

I blinked, having never heard Jewel speak in such an unprofessional way. I bit my lip to keep from reprimanding her. I was just one of the girls. I was not their boss at the moment. At the very least, she’d get her wish, since he’s supposed to be stopping by a lot in the next two months to watch over me.

“He is really attractive.” Becky blushed. “And rich too. I heard he’s worth almost a billion.”

“It’s too bad he’s gay.” Jewel sighed. “All the best ones are.”

“He’s gay?” I blurted out.

Jewel let out a laugh. “Well, probably? I mean, has he dated anyone that you know of? I’ve seen a ton of girls go to great lengths just to ask him out on a date and ultimately get turned down.”

I shook my head, realizing that this conversation was pointless and I had to find that girl and fix my current situation. I’d have to get some dirt on Jewel later.

“Well, I’m going to head back… um… if another girl comes looking for Mr. Dark, just send them back, okay?” I turned to leave.

“Ah! Wait! What’s your name?”

“Jordan… ah!” I said the name without thinking.

“Jordan? Same as the boss?” Her eyes narrowed suspiciously.

“Y-yes?” I croaked.

“I like the name on you better.” She let out a giggle.

I let out a breath of relief. “Um… thanks.”

“Oh! One more thing.” She touched her collar. “You may want to wear a bra with that blouse in the future. You don’t want a scum like Mr. Dark to get the wrong idea about you.”

I looked down, noticing that my nipples were poking through the shirt. I covered my chest in embarrassment as I turned around and walked away. What could I say? It was cold in here. Who changed the temperature? Usually, the temperature was just right. When I found out who changed the thermostat, I was definitely going to give them a beating!

Chapter 8

I headed to my usual office, although everything felt different. I couldn’t put my finger on it. Maybe it was because I was a few inches shorter. Maybe it was because it was cold. I just felt like something was off. The room smelled and was dirty.

I checked the store’s thermostat only to see it was set at the usual temperature. It looked like the thermostat was broken. I increased the temperature a few degrees. We’d need to get someone out here to fix it. Then, I grabbed some cleaning supplies and started to work on the office. I didn’t know why I had left it such a mess before I left. It just felt sloppy.

“Getting attuned to your new body quickly, aren’t we?”

I spun around, dropping the bottle of cleaner as I shot her a look. It was the woman, the so-called specialist. Unlike the others, she was looking at me the same as she always had. She recognized me. That only confirmed in my mind that she knew exactly who I was. The frown on my face quick started to grow into fury.

“Just what the hell did you do to me?” I demanded.

She seemed unperturbed by my yell, only giving a casual yawn. “I gave you exactly what you wanted. You wanted the body of a woman. I gave you the body of a woman.”

“So, you admit it was you!”

I had expected her to lie or pretend she didn’t know anything. Women could look you in the eye and lie unabashedly.

“Why do I feel like you’re thinking something rude about women? You know, if you had a more balanced view on life, I might not have had to go to this extreme to correct your behavior.”

“Correct?” My mouth twisted irritably. “Who the hell do you think you are? God?”

“Maybe…” She shrugged, “Maybe I’m an angel. An immortal? A witch? It doesn’t really matter what I am, or how I did it. What matters is who are you?”

“And who am I?” I narrowed my eyes.

She let out a laugh. “Aren’t you a woman?”

“You!” I shook my head. “Just change me back!”

“You’ll turn back on your own. In time.”

“Time? What kind of time?”

“You’ll change back when you learn your lesson. Or Two months, whichever comes first.”

“Two months! You… how am I supposed to live like this?” I gestured at my body.

“How? The same way fifty percent of the population has lived like that for all of human history.”

“I mean… my job! I certainly can’t tell anyone I’m Jordan! And if a male Jordan doesn’t show up to work for two months, you think I’ll still keep my job?”

She waved her hand dismissively. “People see what they want to see. You’ve already taken my place as a new trainee. Just keep reporting on ‘Jordan’ while doing his job, and he won’t miss a day.”

“You… you can’t do this! I don’t accept it!”

“Can’t?” Her eyebrow rose. “You’d be surprised what I can and can’t do. As for what you accept? This is happening, whether you accept it or not.”

“W-why me?” I collapsed in my chair.

She looked down at me and then scratched the back of her head. “Jeese, don’t look so depressed. Well, at least you didn’t attack me like some others have.”

“What? Would I throttle my manhood out of you? Besides, if you can do this, I have a feeling I wouldn’t have a chance.”

I wasn’t an idiot. She didn’t deny being a God, or at least some supernatural being. I had already had my gender flipped on me. I wasn’t the kind of guy who would idiotically hurt myself after the writing was already on the wall. Whatever she was, I knew I couldn’t fight against it.

“Maybe, there is some hope for you. Maybe you can learn the lesson I’m trying to teach.”

“You say that like the others didn’t?”

“Some do…” She responded hesitantly. “Others don’t. Either way, you have two months to learn it.”

“And if I don’t?”

She smirked. “Nothing.”

I blinked. “What?”

“Did you think I’d punish you? Perhaps curse you in the body of an insect? Make you a woman forever?” She shook her head. “It doesn’t work that way. I can only give you the opportunity. It’s up to you if you wish to look inside yourself and change.”

I made a face. “I won’t be changing anything! I know what you’re thinking. Walk a mile in someone else’s shoes. You think I’ll realize how hard it is being a woman and learn to treat them with more respect. I can already tell you I’m not so easy to manipulate! I’ve always treated women by the same standards I treat men! This body will only confirm to me everything I already knew!”

“So, you think I want you to respect women? Is that the lesson I’m trying to teach?”

“Isn’t it?” I demanded, feeling increasingly irate over her vagueness.

“I wonder…”

“If I don’t know the lesson you’re trying to teach, how am I supposed to learn it?”

“Well, you have two months to figure it out. Good luck, Jordan Dark.” She turned around.

“Hey, wait! I’m not done talking to you!” I lunged for her, but as she reached the doorway her body faded away.

My hand ended up going through nothing, and then I fell forward. My body ended up falling onto something hard and warm. It was a man’s chest. I had fallen into him, and he had grabbed me, his arms wrapped around my smaller body. I looked up in surprise, to see the surprised but gentle face of Mr. Conners looking down at me. I had run right into the last person I wanted to see right now, my boss!