I’m A Lawyer… I STILL Know What Is!

As much as I hate to say this, at this point, transforming my body was about as easy to me as it is to change clothes. I stripped off all of my clothes to avoid ripping them, looked myself in the mirror and, with a sigh, I popped the pink pill and let the sweet taste start to dance across my tongue. This one felt a little different though like… was it a little bit… sweeter? Maybe I had just forgotten what it tasted like originally.

The first thing I felt, as always, was my new hair falling across my shoulders. Then, as I stared in the mirror I noticed my face soften, my perspective change as I shrunk, and very soon the appearance and shift of body fat to my chest and ass, turning me into an absolute bombshell of a woman. I will say, as I looking in the mirror I was almost relieved to see the X-Change version of myself rather than whatever variant another SWP pill would have given me.

I take a quick look at the clothes provided and hesitate a second. These were options that Michael Mancini had for me back at X-Change Corp… did they send Ramon clothes too? How interconnected is he with that company? I needed to keep my eye on it. Still, after a couple seconds of staring I put on the underwear, clothes, and heels, before strutting out into Ramon’s office again.

“Hot fucking damn!” Ramon says as I step out into his office, the explosion of praise like that being a rarity for a man like him. However, I just cross my arms beneath my chest and roll my eyes a bit.

“I get it, I’m a snack no matter my gender.” I say quickly, before looking back over to the computer where the security footage was still running on repeat, and I felt my heart sink some more as I found myself in a similar situation once again.

“Well, I did it. Will you delete the footage now?” I say, raising an eyebrow as I totally didn’t expect Ramon to keep his end of the bargain. But, to my surprise, he smiles, and walks back to his desk and computer.

“Oh! Yes! Of course, my apologies. I was just so enamored with your beauty, it must have slipped my mind!” He says with a chuckle and… I hate to admit it, the thoughts that this pill was giving me was disgusting. Staring up at Ramon, a sexy Italian man in a suit… God I wanted to get this over with quick.

“I will say, my dear.” He says, stopping just before he presses the delete button on his computer. “Your presence not only lights up the room, but also ignites it, don’t you think?” He asks, raising an eyebrow softly as he doesn’t even try to hide his prying eyes staring me up and down. “I mean, I don’t know about you, but it is getting very hot to me.” He says, unbuttoning the top couple buttons of his shirt.

“It…” I think about it for a second, and he was… right? Maybe it was the pill, but the room did seem considerably hotter than it was before I went into the bathroom to change. “It… is a little bit hotter.” I say, following his lead as I unbutton a couple buttons of my top, showing off a little cleavage.

“Darling! Please. I’ve seen the video, no need to be shy. You may fully take off your top.” Ramon says casually, as if that request wasn’t highly inappropriate. Maybe it was an Italian thing? And… I guess it is getting really hot in here… and he has seen my video…

“Oh! Uh… okay?” I say softly as my hands reach back up to my buttons and I continue to undo them, one by one, until my dress shirt was completely undone and I pull it off and throw it to the side of the room, exposing my bra and stomach to the man I hate most in this world.

I could see it for a second as Ramon’s smirk only grows wider, as if he had discovered something incredible, but he quickly shakes it off for a more pleasant persona. “Ah yes! Delightful! See? Isn’t that more comfortable?” He asks, raising his eyebrow slightly as he takes a second to glance down at my tits, before pulling his focus away and back down to his computer. “And ready? Watch. It’s a magic trick!” With a couple key strokes he shows me his computer screen, as the video completely disappears off of it and the words FILE DELETED fill the screen. “As promised.”

As the file is whisked away I feel a weight come off my chest… well, besides the large weights that had been very recently added to my chest. I can’t believe he actually did it! Ramon is very rarely a man of his word… but I guess he got what he wanted?

“Thank you, Ramon.” I say softly as I move back to take a seat, but before I could he quickly snaps his fingers to grab my attention and I stop, frozen in my tracks, as he himself sits down.

“Please… remain standing. I asked you to take that pill, I very much wish to have a good look at you throughout our meeting.” He says with a quick smirk. “Oh, and also, my name is Mr. Namor to you, Jennifer. Only my colleagues like Mr. Lee can refer to me by my first name.”

At first I was a little taken back, even shocked by his words. But the more he spoke… I guess the more it made sense? I wasn’t Ben right now, I was Jennifer, I didn’t have the same rights as my male safe. And… he did ask to see me on the pill… I guess it just makes sense to keep standing?

“Um… yeah… ok? Sure.” I say quietly and awkwardly as I stood in front of him, my hands resting on my hips as silently Mr. Namor eyes me up with a hunger that was very weird seeing from his eyes. But as he stood there, silently, it’s like my body was waiting for something… for him to say something.

“You know, my dear, I am sorry. You look fairly ridiculous like that, standing there with your top off.” Ramon says with a quick chuckle, and a blush starts to grow over my cheeks.

“I agree! I’ll just-“ I start to say as I take a couple steps towards my shirt, laying on the ground in a heap, but I’m stopped by Ramon’s next words.

“Why don’t you lose the skirt as well? That way you’ll match and look less ridiculous.” He says, biting his lip hard as he stares at me, as if he was waiting for me. At first the idea was horrid in my head, why on earth would I do that? But… I mean… I guess it is still super hot in here? And just having my top off does look kind of stupid…

“I uh… I guess you’re right. Sure.” I say softly, as my hands start to travel down my body and hook themselves into the waistline of my skirt. I was still very confused by this but… I guess it makes sense? Why… why wouldn’t I just… do what Mr. Namor says?