Keeping up the act seemed the best choice. Steven really wanted to tell others about what he could do, but was afraid of their reactions, especially if he told them from inside someone else's body. Maybe later he'd tell someone, but for now it just seemed easier, and smarter to simply be Liz. That thought brought the smile back to his borrowed face. A quick squeeze to his new breasts, and Steven headed off to do "his" new job.
It was an exhilarating experience. Steven spent the next few hours roaming the shop floor. He stopped by checking on everyone's progress, helping out where needed. He also exercised his new found authority whenever need be. Things were going along quite well. All his co-workers were oblivious to the fact that their supervisor was possessed. That is, all was well until about 9:30 pm. With only fifteen minutes left to the shift Natalie came up to "Liz" with a question. "Liz hun," she began, "Why hasn't anyone seen any sign of Steven all night? You're usually all over his case when he's not pulling his share, yet tonight, there hasn't been a sighting of him since just before the shift started."
Steven was suddenly confronted with a very difficult choice. Should he just make up a story and keep up pretenses? Or should he just come clean to Natalie. One would let him stay as he is for the next few minutes, until everyone is gone and the store locked up at least. The other could give him a new playmate, or lose him a friend.
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