Busty MILF

"What's a futa?" Amber asked.

"Oh sorry, normies wouldn't know the term. It means you'll be a woman but also have a cock."

Amber made a face.

"Then a MILF it is then."

Amber was already in her fifties, so the choice actually de-aged her back a decade, reinjecting some youth into her sallow cheeks. Her professional business attire receded, the hem of her skirt lifting up and revealing thick creamy thighs. Her blazer disappeared and her blouse grew a size smaller and hugged her now slim waist and huge rack.

"Looking good as always, Amber," Alex said, admiring his now extremely attractive boss. "What did you call me in for?"

"Oh, it's nothing, don't worry too much about it darling," she said, her voice now mellow and seductive. "Why don't you get back to work? You've got a meeting with some distributors soon, right?"

"Uh, right, I'll get to it." Alex certainly had never met with any distributors as the lead developer of a game, but his job had changed now.

...

Half an hour later, he was sitting in a meeting room pitching his company's latest products to a group of distributors. Alex found the way he was doing it with practised ease extremely disorienting. He essentially remembered two lives simultaneously.

While different, this job wasn't exactly exciting either. First, he could do with some better company.

He turned to the nearest person, a balding middle aged man with a pot belly.

"Just humor me for a second. Would you rather be a sexy goth babe, or a sexy femboy?"