Zane decided to take a look at the dress more closely. He looked at the headless "mannequin," admiring how well it was modeling the dress.
The dress was a tight midi dress with short sleeves. It had black and white stripes and at least on the "mannequin," it was hugging all the curves the right way. Moving downwards, on its feet were black high chunky heeled sandals with ankle straps. The body was also accessorized with a gold chain bracelet and elegant gold necklace. Zane whistled in appreciation. "My girlfriend would look great in that." Zane fiddled around with the buttons on the control panel, hoping to get the case open. Suddenly, the door hissed and swung open.
Zane soon found out that this wasn't a mannequin. Almost immediately, the body fell limp, Just like if an actual human just lost their head. Startled Zane tried to catch it before it fell and hit the ground. The body fell on Zane with tremendous force and the two fell to the ground. Zane lost consciousness.
"Diane! Are we awake!?"
Zane snorted awake. He opened his eyes and saw that he was now in a boardroom. It was daytime now and he was sitting in a chair. "Sorry, can you repeat the question?" Zane jumped when he heard his voice. It was now very high pitched. The woman at the head of the boardroom table spoke. "Let's take 5. Clearly, none of you are interested in working today."
The boardroom cleared. Zane for some reason was feeling guilty, so he tried to catch up with the woman. He soon realized his predicament. He looked down and saw that he was now wearing the dress he saw earlier! Not only that, he was wearing the shoes and jewelry as well. He started feeling his body and found that it wasn't his: it was very curvy and felt feminine. "I need a mirror!" he said to himself quietly.
Almost like instinct, he began digging around in the purse around his arm, and pulled out a small mirror. He looked at himself and was surprised. He still had his entire face and head, although it looked much nicer with its sharp makeup: smokey black eye shadow and crimson red lipstick. Zane smiled slightly, admiring his beauty. The thought came again. "I need to catch up with my boss."
Zane strutted to the woman he saw earlier. "Miss Walters, I apologize for dozing off." Zane was surprised that he knew this woman's name and that he was also aware he slept during a meeting.
"Look darling," Miss Walters said. "I know your work so far has been. . . sufficient, so why don't you go home with your girlfriend Natalie and don't come back til the weekend is over?"
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