Dominating that's what

Trevor felt himself changing, shrinking, his gut receding and at nearly the same rate, his height. His clothes seemed to be shifting and changing too. He had been wearing a t-shirt and jeans but now things were shifting. The t-shirt was striped pink and he had a blue hoodie that seemed too big on over it. On his legs were a pair of what looked like leggings, and a skirt. This confused him until his brain caught up with his new memories. He had an office job and men were told a lot that they should wear something loose and cute so their managers would like them. Trevor had a feeling there was some issue here but his brain wasn't moving as fast as it could before so he gave up and accepted it. He was still confused about the hoodie until his brain supplied him the obvious answer, Mary had given it to him. That settled him down until he realized he had no idea who "Mary" was. He was surprised by how difficult it was to think now and contemplated bumping up his own IQ a bit but wasn't sure that was a good idea. He felt very unsure about a lot of things now but decided to focus on Mary. After a bit of thought he realized she was his "girlfriend" in that they would have sex and he would sleep at her place but there were two other guys there too and he wasn't sure what to make of that. Mary said she only slept with him but he felt like there was an issue he was missing.

He suddenly yelped as he felt something in his butt. He stood up and reached down where he felt the dildo Mary had shoved up there this morning. He quickly sat back down and tried to keep his eyes from meeting anyone else's. A buzz came from his pocket and he reached where he found his phone. It had an alarm set to remind him to get to work, apparently something he needed now and so he gathered his things and headed to the office. Luckily the alarm included the name and address of his work because try as he might, his new brain could not remember the details.

He arrived about twenty minutes later at a rather bland office building and headed to the third floor where the alarm said he worked. He walked towards the door and went to push it open but found it wouldn't move. He was already surprisingly winded from the walk from the coffee shop and even now he could barely seem to muster any strength to push at this door. This went on for a good five minutes before the door opened in front of him and standing before him was a 7 foot tall amazon of a woman in a sharp, attractive suit. She had shining smooth black skin, curly hair dyed an attractive shade of pink, and muscles so defined that she looked like she could rip a tree out of the ground with very little effort. He yelped in surprise and backed up.

"There you are you little shit!" She shouted anger in her voice. Trevor was scared he couldn't remember who she was, wasn't sure what he had done wrong, and didn't know how to fix it. He cringed down under her glare trying to make himself as small as possible. "Are you going to say anything?" She said rage clearly building.

"Um, well uh." Trevor stammered.

"Um, WELL, UH!" She grabbed him by his shirt with one hand and lifted him until his face was level with her own, she did this as easily as lifting a cup of coffee of a small pile of papers. "You are 15 minutes late what the hell is your excuse this time."

"I'm sorry ma'am." He manged to stammer out. "I walked as fast as I could from the coffee shop and then the door was locked so I couldn't get in."

Upon hearing this she stared at him angrily for a few seconds before extending her arm and dropping him on the floor. "Goddamn equality hires." she muttered under her breath before looking down at Trevor. "Well are you going to sit there all day?" She asked and he quickly hopped to his feet. "Reach into your right pocket and take out the little round plastic thing." She said with a level of calmness that her face did not reflect. Trevor did and to his surprise found exactly what she described. "Now press the big red button."

He did and heard a beep followed by a pleasant male voice saying "Rerouting to your current location."

"It should take your personal pod around 3 minutes to get here. it takes the elevators two minutes to go up and down. You are going to go down, get your ID, then get back up here and report to my desk for punishment understand?"

"Yes ma'am." He manged to squeak out.

"If it takes longer than 5 minutes for you to get to my desk then the punishment will be doubled." She explained in a scarily calm voice. "Now Go."

He ran to the elevators and saw one open he rushed in and pressed the button for the first floor. Unfortunately the light wouldn't go on, he hammered the button until the door closed and he noticed the glowing 7 button and the woman who had gotten in before him that's when he realized that he had got on an up elevator and would need to wait until it finished going up to get down. The elevator climbed painfully slowly and couldn't help but notice the woman in the elevator eyeing his crotch. He looked down and saw he had a noticeable erection tenting his skirt likely from all the telling off he had just received. The woman luckily was apparently busy so didn't do anything beyond eyeing. That is until the elevator reached her floor and she went to get off, quickly reaching down and giving his cock and balls a squeeze causing him to cream right into her hand. She laughed at this as she wiped her hand off on his face telling him firmly to leave it there. The door closed and he hit the one button. He wanted to wipe off the cum but she had been so firm he felt strange about trying to defy her so he left it there, even though the smell of it was making him feel weird and seemed to be hitting some new old memories. He pushed them down though and the rest of the ride was uneventful.

He got out to see a strange device with a sign that said "Your pod Trevor above it." he walked over and saw it was some sort of personal transport, sized for one person and self driving. He saw the model name "Boypod" and suddenly remembered. It was a special kind of persona pod, designed to help a man who had a job not forget everything. He approached it and it opened, a mechanical arm extended giving him his ID, then closing and driving over to the parking area. He headed back inside and got on the elevator again. He got to the door and this time held up his ID and it opened smoothly. He entered and the realized that he had no idea where the woman from earlier's desk was he looked around frantically before hearing a male voice call his name.

"Trevor over here." It was a man sitting at an uncluttered desk with a computer on it that looked like it had never been turned on. "Bit lost?"

"Uh, yeah." said Trevor bashfully.

"Don't worry happens to the best of us, Jane's office is in the back right corner. Just go to the end of this row, then turn left go all the way to the end of that row turn right go straight and you can't miss it."

"Thanks." said Trevor hurrying off.

"No problem." called his mysterious helper. "You owe me a round next Saturday though."

Trevor waved his assent and then turned the corner. Following his apparent friends instructions he found Jane's office easily and opened the door to see her looking very angry. "I said five minutes it's been fifteen I think this deserves triple punishment don't you Mr. Kelman?" said Jane clearly irritated.

"Um, I suppose so ma'am." Muttered Trevor.

"Good then let's begin." said Jane a cruel gleam in her eyes.