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Chapter 7 by LBJ LBJ

Fight it

Demoted

As you find yourself demoted from the position of CEO to that of a mere assistant, a wave of disappointment washes over you. The weight of failure rests heavily on your shoulders, and the once-respected title slips away, replaced by a more menial role. You are now one of the assistants, a member of the gossip squad, a world you once observed from a distance.

Assigned as an assistant to your former friend, Sam, who remains oblivious to your past accomplishments, you enter a new dynamic. Memories of your previous discussions about women and their revealing attire resurface in your mind, reminding you of Sam's perspectives. Little did he know that you would now be the woman he ogles, a subject of his attention.

As you step into your new role, you notice a shift in the way Sam interacts with you. His eyes linger longer, and his smiles hold a hint of something more. You can sense his satisfaction in having you as his assistant, unaware of the complex emotions brewing beneath your new facade.

The once-deep camaraderie between you and Sam begins to fade, replaced by an unspoken tension. While he sees you as a desirable woman, you grapple with the knowledge that your worth is no longer tied to your skills or achievements, but rather to your physical appearance.

Day after day, you navigate this delicate dance of power dynamics, balancing the expectations of your job and the unspoken desires that simmer beneath the surface. The women from the gossip squad, once your allies in the workplace, now revel in your transformation, delighting in your inclusion among their ranks. They cheer for your perceived success, unaware of the internal struggle you face.

As time passes, you find yourself growing increasingly distant from your former aspirations. The world of fashion, shoes, and gossip becomes all-consuming, distracting you from the dreams and goals that once fueled your ambition. The lines between personal and professional blur, and you become entangled in a web of office politics and personal desires.

In the midst of it all, you question if this is the life you truly want. Is this the path that will bring you fulfillment and happiness? Or is there a part of you that longs to reclaim your former position, to once again be defined by your skills and achievements rather than your appearance?

The journey forward remains uncertain, and only you hold the power to shape your own destiny. Will you continue down this path, succumbing to the expectations placed upon you? Or will you find the strength to rise above, reclaiming your true identity and forging a new path that aligns with your deepest desires?

What's next?

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