This choice: 25 year old female who works at an accounting office • Go Back...Chapter #425 year old female who works at an accounting o... by: adianjayz   As you opened your eyes, you were greeted by shelves. Endless rows of shelves stacked with numerous files, reminding you of a library. Even the current aroma of your surroundings smelled like old books.
As your vision continued to clear, you saw that you were holding one such file, opened to reveal tables of text and numbers. A closer look indicated that they correspond to someone's financial expenses. You quickly closed the file as numbers were not your strong suit. You grimaced as you felt a piece of paper cutting your index finger, dropping the file to inspect the cut. The cut was luckily not deep and long, but you did notice several more lining along your sleeker fingers. Surprisingly, your nails were unpainted, unlike your usual pink nails.
Glancing down the rest of your new body, you saw the similar looking metal collar wrapped around your neck from before. However, the rest was foreign, as you saw your new attire composed of a neat black suit jacket and white low-cut blouse encasing medium-sized breasts. While the chest was similar to yours, you felt that your new body was wearing a lacy bra instead of a sports bra you were used to. Below, you felt that you were now wearing a tight dark pantyhose with a tight black skirt falling couple inches above the knee. While you loved wearing skirts as a cheerleader, this attire reminded you of the time you were forced to wear formally for a wedding. Clearly, you didn't like how restrictive and uncomfortable it was, and your current situation did not change your mind. Your legs felt itchy and sweaty as you realized that the current room was warmer than you would prefer. You rubbed against the pantyhose to try to get rid of the itch, making sure to not scratch to prevent runs, like your mom taught you.
Seeing an open window at the end of the row of shelves, you walked over to get a better sense of your location. You stumbled a few times as you tried to get used to the new heels you were now wearing. Similar to the rest of your attire, you just weren't accustomed to it. As a result, you succumbed to taking small, dainty steps. Peering out the window revealed the downtown metropolis of your city, implying that you were in some corporate building within the same town. Recalling the file you first saw, you remembered that you also saw something similar when you visited a friend's parent's office, who was an accountant. Your current body felt young and lively, although not as athletic as your original. Of course, you were still female, for which you felt somewhat thankful for. (How would you respond if you ended up in a male body?)
Suddenly, you heard a door open, as a middle-aged man came in to speak to you. But how did he refer to you?  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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