Follow Heather

You follow Heather as she leaves the room, needing to struggle to keep up given your altered body and too large clothes. With each step, you can feel your breasts and ass jiggle.

"Your responsibilities, overall, are the same. You'll assist your manager, Joe, with anything he needs."

A jolt of concern shoots through you at that. Anything he needed could be very bad given your new body.

Heather leads you to a new room and opens the door, ushering you in. Inside, you can see a table with some clothing bundled on top of it. "Please, get dressed and we can get you back to work."

"I still think there must be some mistake." you say, looking down at yourself.

"I told you, there was no mistake. If you continue to be difficult, we may need to put you through a... supplemental course. One which will make you more compliant and less... introspective."

You swallow at that, and nod slowly. You begin to unbutton your shirt. Once it's off, you place it on a nearby chair, and set about removing your pants.

"I'll assist you with make-up for today, but you'll be expected to do it yourself tomorrow morning before coming in."

"I don't know how to do make-up." you say, stripping off your socks. You feel self conscious, being naked in front of this woman. Despite the fact that you're new body is easily on par with hers. You walk over to the table and begin looking through the clothes. You also note that you have no hair anywhere below the neck. Not even on your new vagina.

"You know how now. It was part of the video. It'll be second nature to you." Heather says.

You nod slowly. You should have figured as much. You find a pair of panties, if you could call it that. A small black thong. With a roll of your eyes, you pull it on. Once it's on, you feel a jolt shoot through you. You turn your attention back to the clothes and find a matching lace bra. You start messing with it, trying to figure out how to pull it on. "You mentioned earlier that... that sexual harassment isn't a thing anymore?"

"Correct. Given the new company initiative, it doesn't make sense to have things like that hanging over everyone's heads."

"Of course." you say, finally pulling the bra on. You then look at the other items. A black pencil skirt and a pink sleeveless top. You set about pulling them on, and are dressed after just a couple of minutes. After that, you spot a pair of black high heels on the floor and slip them on. You struggle standing in them for a moment, then find them to feel somewhat natural on your feet.

Once that's done, you are brought into the next room. Heather sits you down and begins applying make-up. When she's done, you gasp when you see your reflection. You look stunning. The make-up is barely visible, save for the mascara, eye-shadow, and pink lip-stick, but you can't deny how good you look.

"You're going to be popular." Heather says, wrapping her arm around you. "Now, let's get you back to work."

She leads you out of the room and back through the office at large. After a few moments, you find yourself back at your desk.

"Call me if you need anything." Heather says. "And remember, work hard."

With that, she leaves. Unfortunately, you're not left much time to ruminate. Almost immediately, your phone buzzes and you hear Joe's voice come through.

"Could you please come in here?"