Life Changing Email
You’ve been sitting at your desk for what feels like an eternity at this point. Luch time was an actual lifetime ago and the end of the day seems like it will never come.
Looking around the office, you watch the other staff members tapping away at their keyboards. Everyone seems so content with life…but you.
It's not surprising you’re not enjoying life. You’re a single guy in a dead-end job. You haven’t seen your family forever since you moved to the city and your childhood sweetheart has just had her first baby with someone else.
Still… you’ve got a closet full of cheap suits. That’s the new white picket fence these days….right?
Letting out a long sigh as you contemplate your existence, you rest your chin in your hands and gormlessly gawk at your computer screen and the boring company-designated desktop wallpaper.
As the screen gently buzzes, you look at the work you’ve done on the screen and blow a raspberry at it. Was a childish thing to do, but life is getting you down. You don’t feel fulfilled in any way shape or form!
You wonder if this is all life is about. Work, sleep, work, sleep—there must be more to this world!
Just as you lift your head to continue on with your boring work, an email notification surprised you. It’s almost a delight to get something so unexpected during such a boring day.
Raising a curious eyebrow, you open the mailbox to find a very odd email indeed. The header has you intrigued!
“Change your life now….,” you whisper, reading the email subject line to yourself.
You see the attachment in the email and you run a quick virus check. As the computer works, you look around the office to see if anyone is paying attention. To no surprise, not a single person is looking at you.
As you turn your attention back to the PC screen, a pop-up has appeared as the attachment opens.
“What is this about…?” you quietly ask yourself, investigating the small pop-up. “Change my life with a single click—how exactly?”
Still staring at the screen, you hover your mouse button over the large green ‘accept’ on the pop-up. Cautiously looking around the office once more, you double-check you aren’t being watched.
“What's the worse this could do….?” you ponder, taking a second to think before you click.
You don’t give it much more thought than that. What could this pop-up possibly do? If it infects the office network—you don’t care that much anyways.
Holding your breath, you click with purpose.
That’s lame—you think to yourself.
Nothing has appeared to change. All that happened was the pop-up disappeared and replaced the boring company desktop wallpapers with some girly pink and black one. You roll a lip in disappointment as you stare at the cute skull in the corner of the screen with the pretty pink bow.
“What a life change….,” you groan in a long exasperated breath.
That’s when your hairs stand up on end! Your voice—it’s completely different! It sounds so sultry compared to your usual monotone mumbling.
Your mind starts racing as you stare at the odd wallpaper on your computer. Did just change your voice?
Wanting to look around to check that no one is watching, you catch a glimpse at your hand holding the mouse.
“Errrrr……,” you nervously whine, holding your now extremely dainty fingers to your face. Not only are your hands much smaller, but your fingernails are also like witches—long with painted black nails. You’ve never worn nail varnish before!
Your eyes glare down at your fingers as you make them move. You’re shocked at how feminine they look. You hope no one is watching to see how girly they are.
Shifting nervously in your seat, you dare not look up just encase someone meets your gaze. That’s when things get weirder still—as you shift in your seat, your body’s center of gravity feels well off. Like you’ve got two large weights strapped to your chest.
Like a film in slow motion, you slowly look down and investigate your chest. What you see blows your mind!
“Whoa!” you squeak with your new voice.
In front of your very eyes are two sizable plump breasts being barely held in by the black crop top around your body.
You can feel them moving with every slight twitch of your body. You can feel the material pushing against them as it tried to hold them in.
A Girl’s hands and now a girl's chest!?
With a single quick movement, you sharply push back on your chair to look down at your body in full. You can’t help but let out a loud gasp at what you see.
Long smooth legs encased in fishnet tights and a very short pleated black skirt! This is miles away from the boring blue suit you put on this morning!
Glaring at your now clearly extremely feminine body, you feel that emptiness between your legs. You feel the soft sting like underwear riding up your backside. You feel the bra clinging tightly around your chest as it desperately tried to hold back your large breasts.
“What The HELL!” you scream in blind panic, reaching between your legs and up your skirt to confirm your fears. “I’m a-a-a-a girl!?”
The room around you goes silent as you feel people glaring at you. With all that’s happened to your body, you didn’t even realize the office around you had completely changed too.
You nervously look up and see the unfamiliar faces gawking at you with real confusion plastered across their faces.
Embarrassed, you don’t know where to look.
As you look down, knowing that the view of your new breasts was better than all the staring at faces, bright blue hair falls in front of your face and eyes.
“Argh,” you whine and puff, as the long hair goes into your wide-open mouth
Pulling the hair from your mouth in disgust, you pull a sour expression as your swipe the hair from your face.
“What is this about!?” you whine in confusion, feeling the long hair that now cascades down your head and back.
“Shhhhhhh!” you hear angrily focused in your direction.
You look up quickly to see who it was. Your breasts bounce gently as your look at the furious-looking woman on the desk opposite you. You can’t believe the look in her eyes. Whoever you’ve become, this woman really doesn’t like you.
“S-sorry,” you awkwardly sigh, trying to give the woman a smile.
The woman shrugs and gives your sour stare.
Feeling like your want the ground to swallow you up, you turn your attention back to the large breasts hanging from your chest. Slowly bringing one of your dainty hands to cup one of them, you gasp at just how sensitive they are.
“What's the deal with these….?” You ask with a whisper, gently squeezing it to feel the sensations that fill your every breath.
“Kendra!” a stern and rather annoyed voice speaks out directly behind you.
Instantly dropping your breast, your turn in your seat to see a powerful-looking woman standing over you with a face of thunder. She’s not someone you’ve ever met before, but you can tell from her expensive suit and lush golden blonde hair, that she’s someone important.
“Are you making a scene……again!?” she grumbles, folding her arms tight as you nervously close your legs—very aware that you're now wearing a very short skirt.
“Ummm…,” You stutter, trying to talk, but finding yourself almost frozen with fear.
The woman's eyes grow wider as she waits for you to respond. You couldn’t say anything! You cloud only feel the sweat rolling down my face.
“In my office!” she growls, pointing towards a door on the other side of the office. “Now!”
Turning her back to you, you can tell she wants you to follow. Awkwardly standing in your new feminine body, you breathe a huge sigh of relief that this girl—whoever she is, didn’t wear a pair of high heels today.
Folding your arms tight, you allow your breasts to gently rest on your arms. You felt so completely exposed to the snakes. Not only is your very curvy body barely covered by the clothing your wear, but everyone in this office was glaring at you intently.
As you slowly follow the boss lady to her office, you winch with every step. Your new body jiggles and wobbles almost uncontrollably as you move.
That’s when you start to think and worry. God….you hope you don’t lose this girl her job!
The only solace you have is that you should be able to find that pop-up and change your life back to normal. You’re going to press the crap out of the button as soon as you get back to this girl's desk!
As you both enter the woman's office, you feel a little relieved that you are no longer being stared at by the whole floor.
The boss lady swiftly moves behind her desk and glares directly at you making you feel anxious. Putting her hands together, she lets out a long sigh and shakes her head.
“Kendra,” she grumbles in exhaustion. “Why is it always you who’s disturbing my team?”
Allowing your shoulders to drop, you shake my head in worry. You have no idea why!? You don’t even know who are right now!
“S-sorry ma’am,” you stutter, shifting your weight onto your other foot.
“Mmmm…,” she moans, pushing back on her chair. “It’s getting all a little old now. Even the outfits you wear distract the male members of my team.”
Feeling the cold air kissing your exposed skin, you couldn’t help but agree with her. This girl really wasn’t dressing appropriately for the office. You still can’t really believe it’s you that’s wearing such an outfit in public!
“S-sorry ma’am,” you repeat, pulling up your crop top in an attempt to cover yourself.
“That’s not enough Kendra,” she hisses, leaning forward in her chair with a frustrated expression. “You leave me no choice. You’re fired!”
Your eyes grow wide in fear! You didn’t mean for that to happen
“Don’t go back onto the floor Kendra,” she continues, waving her hand to usher someone into the office. “Security is going to take you out of the building.”
“What!?” you scream, looking back at the large man entering the room. “No! I need to look at my PC! It’s super important!”
Holding up your hands, you back away from the large security guard in fear.
You know you need to get back to the PC to get your old life back, but you’re scared you won't be able to.
“NO….please!” you scream.
Just like that, you’re grabbed by the large man and overpowered. Being pulled into the elevator kicking and screaming, you catch sight of your new feminine face.
You’re pretty but extremely terrified at what is to come!