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"I think you'd be excellent for this position!" Your interviewer said to you much to your excitement. You haven't been able to hold down a job for some months now so when you found a listing for an office assistant with no experience needed, you jumped on it.

"When do I start?" You asked with a glimmer of hope to which she replied, "You can start now." Two burly men appeared from nowhere and held you down while the woman injected you with a syringe into your arm.

Immediately, you felt the fluid course through your veins, changing your form from within. Your body hair shedded from your softening skin as your mane extended and brightened to a lavender hue. Your sizable gut began to constrict, sending the fat to your forming breasts and rising ass. Your entire body shrank, accentuating your new feminine curves. Your penis then began to shrink, slowly pulling into your body before becoming a tight vagina.

The men released you, knowing you lacked the strength to fight. You stared at your new employer who handed you a pile of clothes. "Put these on and you can begin your new post," she stated before leaving you in privacy. With much effort, you adorned the outfit of a Playboy bunny which complimented your new female form.

The woman reentered and led you to a room where the large men from earlier stood by a ribbon hanging from the ceiling. They hoisted you much to your chagrin, tying you to the ribbon in a compromising position. Finally gaining the courage to speak, you asked what was happening.

"What did you think when you signed up? You're the new "relief specialist" for anyone that wants to use you," She told you as if it was the most obvious thing. "Speaking of, you boys have earned it," she told her entourage who chuckled. They pulled their already hard cocks from their pants and began to use your various holes. They truly broke you in as one entered your pussy, stretching it to the point of pain while the other made use of your new, plump lips with his shaft.

You felt both of them empty their loads into you, coating your innards, before they left you hanging, covered in their fluids. A few minutes passed before the next man entered the room and began ravaging your body, leaving you in bliss again. The flow of men and a few women continued for an eight-hour shift before the interviewer from before.

She unwrapped your quivering body from the ceiling and helped you down where you collapsed onto the floor. She pulled another needle from her pocket and injected you. Slowly, your body returned to its normal, male form. "I'm allowed to leave?" You asked her between gasps. "Of course! We can't keep you here forever, that would be illegal."

You simply stared at her in astonishment. Did she expect you to just walk this off and come back tomorrow? That was until she handed you a check. "What is this?" You inquired. "Your sign-on bonus and your first day's pay." You glanced at it, noticing way more zeros than you've ever seen. Looking back at her, you asked her a single question.

"Does this job offer overtime?"

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