Suddenly You (Jake) is staring at a chart opposite of him being explained by a small business man, you are now aware of two large globes hanging off his chest, tightly contained by a black bra and business suit. You feel your new legs crisscrossed by a pencil skirt and feel a very strange absence of a dick, you look away from the chart and around you to see your in some sort of business meeting...and you're the first of honour. The man suddenly finished and you look back at him feeling strands of dark brown hair flying around as you do and watch him say, "so what do you think, Mrs. Vandamere?"
you recognized that name but couldn't recall where as you were now the one being stated at, all the eyes on you made you feel slightly unnerved causing you to squeak out hearing your new voice for the first time say, "I think it's time for break" everyone laughed at that and the small business man shook his head and said, "of course, Mrs Vandamere, we have been speaking for quite a long while, lunch break!" At that everyone rushes out of the room and into a large office full of workers leaving you alone to attend your thoughts .
Vandamer, Vandamere, Vandamere? Where had you heard that name before? You shake your head as you stand up out of the chair only to fall back down...heels, "ugh,why does this woman have to wear heels?!" You say a s you attempt again to regain balance and walk towards the exit. You begin getting the hang of it and make it out of the room, with only a few twisted ankles, you look around to see many of the office workers at desks typing in computers while the people who were in the room with you are headed into an elevator. You turn towards a door that shows a stick figure woman and infer that it's a bathroom, maybe an actual image often woman will job your memory?
You walk towards the bathroom, still tripping a bit but functioning with only a few stares, and step inside to see a small little bathroom and a long mirror. it's a little surreal to not see any urinals but you get over that fact and walk towards the mirror now hearing your heels going "click clack" against the polished tiled floor.You look at the woman in the mirror hoping you'll recognize her.
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You're shocked by the beautiful woman staring back at you as your suddenly filled with images of the woman in different perspectives as you realize that you're now in the body in the most influential woman in the city, Barbara Vandamere. She is the CEO of the company Vandamade which supplies building resources to orphanages and third world countries so they can house more needy people, she's very popular with charities but not with other resource manufacturers as they have sent her court more than just once but they never have anything that stuck to make her go to prison. That's where you've seen her and heard her name, news channels have a field day with each lawsuit and you've watched almost every single one, because you thought the defendant was hot. You blush as you realize your staring at the woman who've you had many a wet dream about, causing you to scratch the back of your neck only to be stopped by a wall of light, soft, and long hair.
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You blush harder as you look down to see your new books poking out just so you could see them, "heh funny, I've fantasized about feeling these boobs, and now I get the chance and I am the one with them, ironic". You decide to explore while you had the chance and unbutton the right business shirt and turn away from the mirror so you could simply enjoy the cool air the bathroom provided.
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