As phenomenally odd as his prior experiences had been, of having a strange older Japanese man assault him, seemingly transplant his head onto the body of some strange, though undeniably attractive young Japanese woman, and finding his actions overridden for a spell, the reactions of his coworkers to his new situation was even more bizarre! Or rather, their lack of reaction.
Liz chattered on about his wasting time in the parking lot and proceeded to begin to lay out all of the tasks that still needed to be done in the store for the day. Steven followed along and nodded, more out of shock and too bewildered to do otherwise.
Finally, he stopped on his heels. "Damn it Liz! Don't you notice anything different about me?!?! How I'm dressed...how I look...for Christ's sake this isn't..."
Liz stopped and spun around looking him over head to toe with an annoyed look on her face. "You seem to be meeting the dress code requirements. The skirt's a little short, but considering how slutty you like to go with your regular wardrobe, I consider the fact that it isn't so short as to show off your knickers a victory!"
Steven was dumbfounded. Liz turned and continued walking. Steven followed, prepared to protest and try to get her to admit to his new "condition," but a strange voice cut him off.
"Do not protest too much, or I shall be forced to seize control of you." It was male, and was more than a little monotone, and sounded as if it were right beside his right ear.
"Who said that?" Steven whispered back, as he tottered after Liz.
"As the Master said, I am Rabudōru. I'm the A.I. that resides in your new collar-bodily-interface." it answered.
"You were the one that took me over before and made me stand there while that old pervert felt me up!" Steven was aghast.
"I'm your minder, Steven. I shall see that you do as our master requires."
"So I'm not allowed to ask Liz...or anyone why they don't notice what you've done to me?" Steven continued.
"Correct. It would be a waste of all of our time. The collar-bodily-interface's perception-field would make it a moot point. It makes sure everyone in the immediate vicinity accepts, and finds nothing out of the ordinary, about your current predicament."
"So all of them think it's perfectly normal for me to suddenly have the body of some Japanese woman from the neck down?!?!"
"Correct." Rabudōru answered.
As Steven followed Liz into the store, an older married couple passed them in the other direction. The mustachioed old man grinned as he looked Steven over from his lovely legs, past his skirted hips, and up to his heaving new bosom and let out a little wolf whistle.
His wife elbowed him. "For goodness sake Harold, he's a young man!"
Harold smiled as he watched Steven pass by, enjoying the view of his cut little tush swaying with each heeled step and straining against the fabric of his new skirt. "With a body like that, it doesn't matter. I'm married and ain't dead yet, Helen!" the old man chuckled.
Steven was equal parts sickened and confused.
Liz stopped, put her hands on her hips, and gave Steven a smile. "Now that your field trip is over, do us a favor and get started on that to-do list for me, luv."
"Uhhh, yeah. I'll...I'll get right on that Liz." Steven took a deep breath and walked towards the store's back room.
Once again, he noticed that he was attracting attention wherever he went. Women seemed to admire him enviously, some of them going so far as to look down at their own curves and frown whilst comparing them to his new figure. The men practically drooled, none of them being at all subtle about their admiration of his new assets.
"Do all cute girls have to deal with this?" Steven whispered aloud to himself.
"To an extent, though you'll get much more potent reactions. Your new body has been altered a bit. You're pumping out pheromones that make you even more attractive and sexually stimulating than normal women."
"What!" Steven shouted, looking around sheepishly when he noticed several nearby shoppers jump with surprise at his sudden outburst. "This girl's body is giving off some kind of "get horny fellas!" stink?!?! Why?!?!?"
"Master Kurita wishes it to be so," Rabudōru answered.
Steven swallowed hard, suddenly worried about what other modifications and surprises he'd been saddled with when he'd been paired up with this strange woman's body.
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