This choice: ...the gorgeous businesswoman! • Go Back...Chapter #5...the gorgeous businesswoman! by: JackHalf   Steven might have been tempted to not believe what he was seeing with his own eyes, but the other sensations made that nearly impossible!
He felt his chest being pulled forward by gravity, to enormous tits barely being restrained by the bra he felt beneath his new blouse and suit jacket burdening him. He felt the cool air of the van's interior through the smooth dark pantyhose sheathing the lovely legs that had replaced his own, his feet pitched a bit forward by the black heels on his new feet.
But beyond all of that, he no longer felt his throbbing, erect penis. It was gone! Now all he felt was a warm, slightly tingly void between soft new thighs.
"You're welcome, my friend." Kurita chuckled again.
"This can't be real..." Steven whispered.
"Oh, it's quite real. Your head now sits atop the ravishing young body of a 26-year-old career woman! You're almost as Japanese as I am now! Here, let me give you a bit of your motor control back. Feel for yourself." Kurita worked with the app again.
Steven suddenly found himself able to move once more. He watched in awe as the long, slender, pink-nailed hands of someone else moved as he wished them to. He lifted a leg and rolled an ankle, watching as it moved as if it were his own limb. Lips quivering, he nervously grabbed the breasts now affixed to his front, quickly letting go in surprise as he felt himself give them a pinch.
Still seated and in shock, Steven spun to look at Kurita. "How?!?! Why?!?! Where's the rest of me?!?!?"
"How? Does it matter? Let's just say my former business associates have access to things most would consider impossible. As a reward for years of service, they've given me access to them. As to why, well...let's just say I have interesting tastes and it pleases me." Kurita chuckled once more. He walked around, admiring Steven's new look. "The rest of you," is safely stowed away."
Steven couldn't help but run his borrowed fingers up his new hose-clad leg. It felt utterly wonderful. Snapping out of his mesmerized state, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Kurita. "What about this lady? Where's her head? What does she think about this?!?"
"She's safely tucked away as well. As for what she thinks, it doesn't matter. She doesn't get a say in it. She has debts to repay, and will be doing so by sharing herself with you."
"Debts? That doesn't sound right..." Steven felt nauseous.
"Don't worry. Just accept my gift to you. Remember, I know you, Steven. I know what you want. And now I've given it to you." Kurita smiled.
Steven shook his head. "Maybe...part of me...but...no! Those were just fantasies...daydreams! This...is wrong! It's theft!"
Kurita still smiled but shook his head in disappointment. "You're not going to let misguided morality interfere with our fun, are you Steven?"
"What do you mean by "our fun?" What do you get out of this?!?" Steven recoiled a bit in the chair.
"I told you. I have "interesting tastes." It pleases me to see you get everything you've ever wanted. My reward will be seeing that, and enjoying it with you." Kurita licked his lips, sending shivers up Steven's new spine.
"Uh...I don't think so. Look...I'm not interested in sharing anything with you. Just go ahead and give me my body back, and I'll head back to work and you can be on your way."
Kurita frowned. "What a lack of appreciation, and imagination. I'm disappointed."
Steven climbed up onto his new high-heeled feet and balled up his small new fists defensively. "So sorry. Look mate, I'm not playing. Put me back, or I....uh....I'll...I'll scream bloody murder and have the police do it for you!"
Kurita sighed. "Perhaps you'll grow more appreciative as time goes by. For now, let's see if your new personalities are ready."
Steven looked confused. "New personalities?"
"It appears your collar has loaded up the first one, the fun one is still compiling."
"What in the Hell are you..." Kurita cut Steven off by fiddling with the app once more. In response, Steven's face went blank, all emotion and anger fading away as his poster went ramrod straight, his new arms at his broad hips, his ankles together, his tits pushed out. His eyes now had an eerie blue-glow to them.
"Rabudōru active and in control, Master Kurita." Steven's voice stated in a dull monotone.
"You've overridden him? What is his status?" Kurita walked closer, looking at Steven's face in amused curiosity.
"His mind is intact, and aware, but I am now in control." Rabudōru answered through Steven.
Kurita smiled and looked into Steven's eyes, imagining him watching through them, but unable to counteract Rabudōru, reduced to a passenger along for the ride. "Excellent. That will work until Sutībun is ready, or Steven learns to appreciate what I've given him."
Kurita slowly approached Steven's at-attention body. Cautiously, licking his lips with anticipation, he began to feel his curves, running his hands up Steven's new pantyhose-clad legs, feeling his broad taught-ass through the skirt, reaching up under the jacket to feel the curve of his borrowed bosom. Steven's face, blue-eyed and emotionless, just stared ahead as the older man copped a feel.
"Show me those breasts." Kurita chuckled.
In response, Steven's stolen pink-nailed hands methodically unbuttoned and removed the woman's jacket and blouse, before mechanically unfastening and removing her bra, revealing a pair of fabulous tits. Kurita laughed as he pinched and prodded them. "Maintain your posture, but I wish to talk to Steven."
Steven gasped as the blue glow faded from his eyes. "Bloody Hell! You...you...you dirty old man! Get your hands off of me!!!"
Kurita bent forward and licked one of Steven's new nipples, causing him to grimace in disgust. "You don't get a vote. The price you'll pay for my giving you what you want is that you're now my treasured toy, Steven dear."
"Toy?!? No! I-I'm my own man!" Steven protested!
Kurita laughed. "You're a tenth of yourself, and the rest of you is certainly now man! I had hoped you'd enjoy the ride, but you're determined to be difficult. No matter. Sutībun should be ready soon. I'm sure that'll fix that attitude of yours up."
"Sutībun? What is that?!?! And what was that...that thing you did that made me talk like a robot?!?!?"
"What you experienced was Rabudōru, or "love doll" mode. It's a simple override that can side-step your conscious mind, making you an obedient puppet. Although you're still aware and along for the ride. Sutībun is much more complex. It's a whole new personality. It will modify your mind, making you appreciate what I've given you, and allowing you to cast aside those silly morals and ethics that you're letting hold you back."
Kurita could see the shock and confusion on Steven's face. "Oh! Don't worry! It won't replace you, just transform you. And I'll be able to restore your original self with the app whenever I want to. That should be VERY interesting, as you'll remember everything you've done, experienced, and enjoyed as Sutībun. Hopefully letting her have a turn will loosen you up."
Steven didn't fully understand what the man was telling him, but he didn't like it.
The pair were interrupted by the sound of voices calling for Steven out in the parking lot. He recognized Liz's voice! They had finally noticed he'd been away from work for so long!
"How frustrating. Sutībun isn't ready." Kurita fiddle with his app. "I'm going to let you handle your co-workers Steven. Don't try to let anyone know what's happened to you. Just finish the rest of your day as best you can. I'll meet you out here in the lot when your shift is over."
Steven was dumbfounded. "What in the Hell are you talking about?!? How can I finish my day without them being aware of what you've done to me?!?! It's pretty obvious my head is stuck on some Japanese bird's blasted body!"
"You underestimate what you are experiencing." Kurita chuckled. "Just do your best. And know that Rabudōru will take over if you misbehave."
Kurita opened the van door, gave Steven a pat on his delightful new tush, and sent him tottering out into the parking lot on his new high heels.
Steven walked quickly toward Liz. The short, slightly plain, pony-tailed manager marched toward him. "Where have you been?!?!"
"Uh. Assisting a customer." Steven looked at Liz in confusion. She seemed annoyed but wasn't looking like she was shocked in any way about his new anatomy beneath his collar.
"Was one chatting you up again? Staring at your tits and ass? I swear Steven, I've never known a gent to have the problems with other gents that you do!" Liz turned and started heading back to Wilko's.
Steven slowly followed her, even more, confused than he was before. He glanced over his shoulder to see Kurita, waving from the back of the van, a big grin on his face.
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