Job Interview
Alex shifts in his chair, he’s always a little nervous in job interviews but he can’t afford to let it show. He really needs this job, his debts are mounting up and his landlord has made it clear he’d be out on the street if he didn’t pay his rent soon. He can feel the sweat trickling down his neck and silently curses the heat in the small airless room. Across the desk from Alex, the interviewer shows no sign of feeling the heat. He is a tall older man in an immaculate dark suit, his body language at once controlled and perfectly relaxed.
Just when Alex is beginning to think the other man has forgotten him he tosses the sheath of papers that had so absorbed his attention down on the desk. His gaze fixes on Alex, the slightest suggestion of a sneer tugging at the corner of his mouth.
“I’ll be honest with you.” he says without any of the usual preambles “There is no place for you at this company. We demand a certain standard and you simply don’t measure up.”
“Oh” is all Alex can manage, too stunned by the man’s blunt assessment of him to think of a better retort “I… I should go then…”
He begins to rise, attempting to save some dignity from the situation.
“Sit down!” the man snaps with enough force that Alex drops back into the chair “nobody gave you permission to leave.”
The man’s cold blue eyes flash with anger and Alex finds himself muttering an apology before the man gestures for him to be silent.
“Now as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted” he continues “We have no position for you as you currently present yourself but you may be suitable for an entry-level role if you agree to certain conditions.”
Alex’s heart skips a beat, it’s not what he was hoping for but he is desperate enough to take anything that comes with a cheque.
“Yes, yes of course” he agrees eager to hear more “whatever you say.”
“That’s the spirit,” the interviewer says with a predatory smile “Sign here, here and initial here and we can get started.”
Alex skims the contract, it looks like standard stuff, until he hits the section on remuneration. The number written at the bottom of the page makes his eyes pop. It’s more than twice what he was earning in his last job. He doesn’t even bother to read the rest, hastily scrawling his John Hancock on the dotted line before the man in the dark suit can change his mind.
The man’s smile broadens but still doesn’t reach his eyes he yanks the papers away and tucks them into a manilla folder.
“Excellent,” he says “Now strip, let me see what I’ve got to work with.”
Alex stares at him not quite believing what he is hearing.
“Quickly now” he snaps as if his order is perfectly reasonable “I will not tolerate disobedience.”
The man waves his hand and Alex feels an itch crawling under his skin. His clothes suddenly feel like they are made of sandpaper, burning sandpaper, burning sandpaper covered in fire ants. He tears off his clothing until he is standing naked in the small office.
“What… What the fuck?” he gasps as he tries to cover himself with his hands “What did you do to me?”
“You should really read contracts before you sing them” The man smirks “Especially when they magically bind you to your employer’s will.”
“Magic?” Alex asks wondering if he has gone crazy or if it’s everyone else
“Yes, magic.” the man responds matter of factly. “Now, kindly cease your prattling and stand up straight.”
Any follow up questions Alex may have stick in his throat as he finds himself obeying the man’s instructions. His hands drop to his side and stands still while the man examines him. Alex has always okay with his body, He may be small and slightly built but he works hard to stay in shape. But now under the cool analytical gaze of his new employer, he feels like a bug under a microscope.
The man picks up another sheet of paper and begins reading aloud
“Let’s see…” he says “Ah yes. Office fuck-toy; job requirements. Height 5’4”…”
Alex gasps as the room seems to grow around him.
“Weight 97 pounds” the man continues “hips 34” waist 24” chest 34”.”
Alex feels his flesh crawl as his lean body reshapes itself. Slim feminine curves replacing his hard masculine lines.
“Body hair, none. Black hair. Green eyes.” the list went on each new item transforming Alex’s body to match.
“Please… No, stop” he manages to force out through gritted teeth
He desperately wants to run while he still retains some trace of his manhood. Even as he strains to move his now dainty feet the man begins giving an excruciatingly detailed description of a woman’s most intimate area. Alex whimpers as he feels his junk fold in of itself to become a tight but welcoming new pussy.
His physical changes seem completes, outwardly he is now a beautiful young woman but the man is still reading.
“Personality;. Cheerful, submissive, eager to please.” he intones “Orientation; heterosexual. Libido; very high. Intelligence; below average. Sexual experience; extensive.”
Alex blinks a sudden fog clouding her mind. She tries to remember why she had been upset but can’t quite put her finger on it. Surely it couldn’t be because she’s turned into a girl? That would just be silly when she is so cute and sexy. At the same time, a voice seems to whisper at the back of her mind that this is wrong. A puzzled look forms on her pretty face, how can it be wrong? If she wasn’t supposed to be a girl then she wouldn’t know so much about pleasing cocks, surely?
Before she can puzzle out the contradiction her master clears his throat snapping her back to the present. She blushes realising that she has been ignoring her master. She sinks to her knees at his feet like she knows a good girl should and is rewarded with his delicious cock to suck.
He puts her through her paces, doing things that the male Alex had only ever seem in porn. A part of her still remembers jerking off to girls like her. She almost feels sorry for the pathetic loser she used to be, being a girl like her is a thousand times better. They fuck for what feels like hours, Master testing all her holes. Eventually, he cums in her eager pussy while she kneels on his desk. His cool detachment cracking just a little as he gives a satisfied grunt. The new Lexi thrills inside at the sound knowing that she now has a job for life.
Comments
Post a Comment