But before leaving the house you need to shower….
She orders you to go into the bathroom and forces you to take a shower. You have no other chance and against your inner fighting you step into the shower cubicle and turn the hot water on… It doesn't feel that bad on your new more sensitive skin…
After you have finished you step out of the shower and warp some towel around your female shaped body…
Suddenly, your towel flies off you and your standing there big butt naked; chills go down your spine as you look down at your smooth skin, ample breast, long legs, and this immense round ass.
As you blush and try to cover up, your secretary outfit flies again into your direction and covers you, and with a big smile on her face she says, "Let's see, how your day will be, my pretty girl…"
You glance over to see that your tormentor was really enjoying this.
Out of instinct you turn and run, even though you had a feeling you weren’t going to get away. First you feel the bra strap itself on to you, lifting your new breasts and making them look nice and perky. Then you feel your feet hurting and it is complicated to walk in your new high heels, you nearly stumble and fall, but you can manage it after some small and slow steps…
Additionally to your paint you now can feel the thong under your skirt and it seems working its way up your thigh, then you knew what was coming as you feel it go straight up your ass. But for some funny reason you get familiar with it…
“You look great, time for work.” She said, and with those worlds it finally hit you.
you feel like you have lost all hope in life but go on and leave to work...
Knowing you had no choice, you walk to the door and reach for your keys, but something’s weird, your BMW key was gone and in its place a new key.
You then run downstairs, awkwardly as your breasts bounce up and down and your ass shakes sided to side. When you reach your parking spot, you almost faint from shock, your beautiful BMW Mercedes was now a pink 2009 VW Bug.
And of course she was standing there laughing, “The look on your face was perfect, well what do you think, I know how much you loved your car but I though you needed something to match new body.” She says with an evil smile on her face, “Now hurry you’re going to be late for work”
And with an irritated look on your face, you open the door and get in the car….
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