Zoe refuses to leave your body

"Okay, okay! I get it, you've got some really... well, freaky tricks." You continued to look at your newly borrowed body, amazed that Zoe can both be this hollow being and still look like a perfectly normal human when closed up.

"Thank you! I guess. I wouldn't say 'freaky' myself, but there's a lot of potential for humans and organisms like me."

You crossed your arms, feeling your breasts on top of your forearms as you pulled up. It was too much, having Zoe's body under your control! You decided you had enough. "So, it's been fun, but I'd like to get back to work now, and I'm not really sure how you can help me with Kim if I'm just made to look like you, so... if you don't mind, you can get off me now."

"No can do, sorry!"

You tilted your head, quirking an eyebrow. "Why not? You can't get off, or you won't get off?"

"I can leave you anytime. I need to absorb some nutrients, so I want to stay on you for that reason." Whoa, she's leeching nutrients from you? That gave you a jolt. "Calm down! It's not a big deal, you're just gonna be a little hungrier later. But also... I think even after I've absorbed the bare minimum, I'll stay on your body. Maybe what you need to help you with Kim is to see things from a woman's perspective, so once I think you've learned enough as someone else, then I'll let you go again."

"Zoe, no! Don't do this!" You pleaded a bit with her, as you felt your body changing. Your hair shifted to a messy sandy blonde, taking on a mid-length feathered cut that looked good both messy and styled carefully. You felt your facial features shift around a little bit, no longer looking like Zoe, but taking on a sort of Scandinavian look to your appearance. Out of consideration for your first time as a woman, Zoe reduced the size of her chest to an average C-cup, about the same as your girlfriend's size, but they still felt so huge when they were on your own body. You were trim and fit, and a little on the short side, as Zoe finished up her changes of you. If you weren't busy scowling, you'd probably look quite cute.

"I'm not in the mood for this. Just get off!" Your left arm reached for your right, grabbing at the skin like you were going to tear it off of you. But as you dug your fingernails into the skin, you realized there was still significant pain when you did so, and you withdrew your hand, frustrated. You weren't giving up though, as your hands ran along your body frantically searching for a seam that Zoe forgot to close in herself. But Zoe knew that you wouldn't find anything. If the body had proportions different from your own, it meant she was fully sealed. "This isn't funny at all, and it's actually pretty cruel you know! I can't finish work like this, and I can't be seen in public! I definitely can't go home, I don't want to try to explain that I've been changed into a woman and then wait for her to not believe me."

"Gosh, that's a lot of concerns indeed. Oh! I'll send you on a quest! I'll release you from your predicament if you acquire four things. This will be fun! And as long as you are my host, I'll submit to HR that you worked all those hours."

You really didn't have time for games. You were going to have to figure out some way to prevent Zoe from climbing on you in the future. But for now, if you weren't going to have to worry about money while being worn, at least you didn't have to worry about your task queue for a bit. "...fine. Whatever we need to finish up this crazy day. And then I don't want you doing this again to me."

"Wonderful! Then fetch me these four things! I require: a dozen daffodils, a drop of water from the pool downtown, one of those meatball parmesan subs from that shop on Third Street, and... a true lust's kiss."

You buried your face in your hands. This was the stupidest way to spend an afternoon, on a scavenger hunt that **** you to be out and about in your new feminine form. Half of these tasks were trivial, half were not. You didn't even want to think about what she meant by a kiss of true lust...

But then you clenched your fists as you found a well of determination within you. A couple hours was all you needed to wrap up this silly predicament. "I'm going to free myself of this curse you'd put on me as quick as possible, you know."

"Okay, well, it's not a curse. Believe or not, half the population endures this 'curse' for the entirety of their lives. Clothes are in the back, by the way."

"Whatever." You shook your head a little, storming into the personal room Zoe had down the hallway, to find something suitable to wear out in public. You stared at the extensive collection of clothes Zoe had gathered over the years, and Zoe had inconveniently fallen silent to watch you amusedly as you struggled with the first task of simply dressing yourself to go outside. She had clothes in a variety of sizes--it didn't matter when she could morph how she chose--but she was keeping your body static, which means you had to simply try things on and hope for the best.

It didn't go well. The bra you chose felt overly snug, as you didn't really understand the criteria for cup sizes or the band size, so you ditched a bra altogether. You found a t-shirt that was a bit oversized, with a cartoon image of a cat on the chest. You also wrapped up in a zip-up sweatshirt, which itself was a bit small but you managed to zip it up anyway. You tried pair after pair of pants, and none of them felt remotely close to what you needed! Especially in your hips and thighs, the pants Zoe owned just didn't seem to agree with you, and you suspected she knew precisely how she had shaped you to give you the trouble of discomfort wearing normal pants... you put on leggings, but it felt weird, like you were still really exposed, so you found a long skirt that draped down past your knees. It didn't require anything more than belt to stay on, at least...

You looked a bit of a mess with your fashion choices, as the colors made no sense together and the sizes were all over the place. But it was decent enough to head out into the real world, so with a massive sigh, you ventured to the elevator to get down to the main floor and get out of the building. The sooner this little game of Zoe's was over, the better.