A suspicious-acting Zoe...

Once you'd arrived at the fifth floor, you head right for Zoe's office, tapping in your code and glancing around her lab. It was almost unfair, the amount of tech toys these scientists were given to play with, and that only took up half the lab! Both doctors that resided on this floor had the unusual addition of a full apartment into their labs, which seemed like a great way to relax after a busy day's work, and it was no doubt a real timesaver on traffic. If only they would use that time to read the manuals for their equipment... then they wouldn't need so much maintenance!

"Took you long enough," a sultry voice purred from the lounge. You blinked a few times, turning your head to see Zoe on the couch. You'd known Zoe for having a personality that was hard to pin down, it seemed like every other week she had an entirely different demeanor. Sometimes she's strict and bossy, sometimes she's calm and compassionate, other times she's a goofball. You never knew which personality would shine through, but this sight before you was a far cry from past encounters. Zoe had on a lab coat... and almost nothing else. Some white lace panties and white stockings encased her shapely legs and curvaceous hips, with her feet resting atop the coffee table, wiggling her toes to some soft jazz music on the radio. The lab coat hung open, with just enough fabric draped over the massive chest her frame sported to provide some coverage, but it was clear that there was no bra underneath. Zoe smiled seductively up at you, her eyes half-closed.

You froze in place, partly from astonishment at the view, but also fear about whatever might happen next. Was this some sort of test? You just had a department-wide meeting with HR about office romances and harassment in the workplace! Besides, you could hear Kim's voice in the back of your head, reminding you that even a strained relationship was a relationship. Better to just... get to work.

"So, what's... w-what's broken this time, Dr. Hildebrand?" you asked, with the confidence of a rabbit confronted by a wolf.

Zoe laughed, and stood up. "I just can't believe you would keep a hottie like this waiting! You could be up here, staring at these tits all day if you wanted, just calibrating all these machines. I mean seriously!" To emphasize her point, Zoe grabbed her lab coat, and pulled it apart, confirming your suspicions--nothing was on underneath it. As the lab coat slid down to the ground, Zoe's gigantic breasts jiggled lightly back and forth at the slightest movements of her shoulders, nipples at attention. You couldn't tell if Zoe was still grinning, as your eyes were locked elsewhere.

"But..." you tried to protest, taking a step back, but your laser focus never broke from the sight of Zoe. "...but, I..."

"You're having some lady troubles, I heard." Zoe countered your step back by strolling forward, closing the distance quickly between you and her. The way her hips shifted back and forth with each step hypnotized you, almost commanding you to reach out and touch them. It felt like an invitation to do so, but she stopped just out of arm's reach anyway. "You were telling your tech buddy Patrick about it earlier. Word gets around quick, and I just thought, well, you could use a little stress release! You know those foam balls you can squeeze to calm down, well..." Zoe trailed off, but her hands finished her thought by hefting her chest in front of you, digging her fingers into the boundless flesh, fingers indenting deep into her chest until they almost seemed to vanish within the breasts. "Let's just say I'll let you do anything you want, no questions asked, no one else needs to know."

You backed up again, colliding with the glass wall at the boundary of the lab. There was nowhere else to go now, Zoe had you cornered! "I don't get it... what's going on? This isn't the Zoe I know!"

Zoe grinned wider. "You know what? You're right. I'm not the Zoe you know. I'm somebody you know... a friend. A friend wearing Zoe's body, she let me do it so you and she could get closer, but also so you and I could be close too. I'll keep this short and sweet: Zoe has some strange talents, anyone can become her, she wraps around them... you have to see it to believe it. This floor has all sorts of fun potential--bodysuits, slimes, we can do anything to someone's body inside and out here!"

To wake you from what appeared to be a trance as you processed this impossible information, Zoe stepped forward one more step, putting a hand softly on your shoulder, which slid up to your cheek. "When I say anything, I mean it. Zoe could change her body to look like Kim--I could make her behave like a better version of your girlfriend. I could give you an incredible night as Zoe--an incredible week, or longer even! Or, get this! You could be Zoe, you could have this body at arm's reach at all times and always have a sexy woman at hand. I think she would like that."

Wide-eyed, you gulped, but no longer tried to pull away. This all sounded like a dream... or at the very least, unbelievable if someone complained to HR. You broke through the haze in your mind just long enough to have a moment of clarity, to ask an important question. "If you aren't Zoe... then who ARE you?"

Zoe stepped back, smiling. "Okay, Zoe," she said, "Let's unwrap the surprise for our dear friend Mr. Bower." Her body seemed to split apart in strange tendrils, slowly unfurling. It was yet another shock that filled you with some nausea, but there was a clear figure underneath the tendrils, just as promised. It was hard to make out who at first...