Steven walked into the back room and started to look over the product Liz wanted him to make sure was restocked as soon as possible. Not wanting to think about his situation and the uncertainty of how it would play out, he threw himself into his work.
For a few minutes, he looked over things and actually manage to maintain a "business as usual" train of thought, but was interrupted when Darrell and Michael rushed into the back room, nearly tripping over each other as they rushed over toward him with dopey, sheepish grins on their faces.
Steven HAD been just as tall as they were, but his new body now meant he had to look up at them, even with his heels added height. He didn't like it and shuddered at having to think about his altered anatomy once more. "Yes?" he asked the pair, slightly annoyed.
"Uh, Liz said you were restocking and we volunteered to help!" Darrell fumbled with his words as he forced the words out, barely able to make eye contact with Steven out of nervousness.
"Yeah! We love helping you, Steven!" Michael chimed in, even giving Steven a goofy salute.
Steven was slightly bewildered. The pair of young men weren't horrible slackers or anything, but this eagerness seemed out of character. "Fine. Whatever. Break down some of these pallets and stage the stock on flat carts so that we can wheel it out onto the sales floor."
They nearly tripped over each other rushing over to do as he'd asked. Steven got out an electronic stock scanner and started scrolling through the online inventory. As he did so, he slowly became aware of the fact that Michael and Darrell were working at top speed, lifting and organizing large boxes and bags of product at a rate he could have only dreamed off before. Their productivity was off the charts!
He would have been proud, but then he noticed that despite themselves, they seemed preoccupied...with him! They kept glancing over their shoulders, sneaking glances at him across the room, their eyes lingering on him. Periodically, they'd glance from him to each other, smiling as they whispered something and chuckled with one another.
They were checking him out!!! Steven was a little grossed out. Still, they were breaking store records for productivity, so maybe his "situation" was of a benefit. Still, it was odd, neither of them had ever displayed any homosexual tendencies before, and even though he had a woman's body, supposedly they still saw him as being himself. It was all so confusing.
As Steven grappled with the ramifications of it all, he found himself absentmindedly watching the pair of fit, tall, broad-shouldered, muscled young men lift, bend, and move in front of him. Without realizing it, he found himself wondering what their bodies looked like under those polo shirts and jeans, just how big those muscles might be...he smiled and nearly laughed as he took note of each young man's obvious erection. No wonder they were so eager to please him!
Without even realizing it, he started to daydream about what those cocks might look like, about who's might be bigger, about how thick and powerful they could be...
"What in the Hell?!?!?" Steven shook his head, snapping out of his absent-minded sexual daydreaming!
"Uh, are you okay boss?" Darrell asked, genuinely appearing concerned.
Steven shook his head briskly. "Yes. Yes. Fine. Just dealing with some...some personal stuff. You lot carry on. I have to go...uhhh...freshen up!"
He spun around and stomped out of the back room, his high heels clicking with each determined step.
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