Dave (yes, we’ll simply call her Dave for the time being, even though it is Janet’s younger body he now occupies) held the cool cup of water to the side of her neck, much as she’d seen the ladies around the office do occasionally, hoping to calm herself down and make her body stop betraying her for a few moments. She could actually feel the heat from her blush where it lingered in her cheeks, only now slowly fading but not entirely. How could it?
This was…starting to seem like less and less of a good idea. Sure, it was a bit of a kick, being in a woman’s body. Wearing these sexy clothes, and knowing that Janet, thinking he was actually her (whoa, those pronouns were starting to get kind of complicated…), was watching her like a hawk through the open blinds of what was (not more than an hour ago) her office. But she certainly hadn’t counted on the imposter having access to a reality-altering pen and actually figuring out what it was and how it worked!
There was no doubt in her mind that Janet was using the pen on her. He had at the very least already made her a blonde instead of a brunette, and she suspected that her breasts were actually a little bigger than they had been before, though she couldn’t put her finger on just when they might have grown so much. Even now, it seemed her bra was a little less comfortable than it had been in the bathroom, the creamy, soft flesh pillowing out over the edges of the cups a bit more and making her cleavage even more obvious. The top three buttons had been undone already, thanks to her wanting to be wearing more revealing clothing during her time as her own secretary, but now it was plainly obvious that she couldn’t button them up again if she had wanted to. She was just too big, now!
Taking a small sip of her water and walking slowly back to her desk, she was too distracted by the many other things that were so very out of place today to notice that her panties and skirt hugged her hips so much, just starting to dig into the curvy flesh with the beginnings of the familiar discomfort clothing that can no longer contain her would bring.
At least her hair was still reasonably short. Janet hadn’t changed that yet. It was almost long enough to brush her shoulders, but not quite, making it much easier to deal with. To be honest, she thought it was a pretty nice change, too. It was just…disturbing: someone ELSE having that much control over her…the thought made her feel a little more warm inside, the blush creeping back into her cheeks as she tried to quickly stifle it.
“Oh, jeez…I’m getting turned on from the thought of…of that?!” she thought to herself in a mixture of surprise and dismay.
She hurriedly took her seat, shifting a little bit, since it seemed a bit…tighter, and opened a text file on her computer so she could look busy while furiously thinking of how she might get that pen away from the monster she had created without ending up bent across his desk. With her skirt flipped up over her lower back and her panties pushed down around her ankles, his big, strong hands on her hips, pulling her back onto him as he thrust his GAH!!!