You get ready and head off to work...

You decide that you shouldn't change your routine despite the circumstances, who knows maybe things will be better at work now that you're a girl, maybe it won't be as dreadful as it usually is what with the assholes and snakes you deal with on a regular basis.

You get changed out of the tank top and shorts and into your work attire, some grey pants and a black polo shirt. It's as you're grabbing your work clothes, of which you set out the night before, you notice a set of women's undergarments. A black bra and a pair of black woman's panties. Was this also part of that woman's magic, what the hell, you thought to yourself before begrudgingly stripping down to put them on. The bra at least helps a good bit with keeping your tits in place instead of bouncing about in your shift. The pants feel like they fit your new feminine form better same as your polo, in fact the top is just tight enough that you can tell just how shapely your figure is, your ass looking plump in your pants as well. Great, you're eye candy.

Once dressed you grab your phone and vest, at least that's the same you thought, and head on out the door to your grey sedan. You hop in and put on the radio to help distract you on your drive before heading off.