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Chapter 3
Dinner and a Show

As I turned around I came face to face with the last person that I wanted to see right now.

“Wanda?” I said a little shocked. The woman smiled at me like a predator would at their next meal.

In the real world Wanda was my coworker who had worked her way up the ranks of the office and was on equal ground with me. I had hit on her multiple times and had even asked her out before. She was never into any of it. In the real world, Wanda was strong and beautiful. She was gorgeous and sexy and every man, including me, had a crush on her.

In this world there were only subtle differences. She was still clearly very strong and beautiful but it was slightly in a more masculine way. Instead of her usual office wear she was in a full masculine suit including a tie. She was also physically more muscular with broader shoulders, and thicker biceps. Besides those things though she looked the same, just more... powerful.

“Hey there short stuff. Rocking the sweatpants today sweetie? Good on you. Don’t wear what the Woman tells you to wear. Just don’t let Angela see you, she might have a stern talk with you.”

In the other world, Angela was the Assistant Office Manager, second in command to a man named Jacob Wilder, the CEO.

“Angela?” I asked, curiously. “What about Jacob Wilder?”

“Who? Angela’s secretary? I don’t know what he’s up to.” Wanda chuckled to herself. “He might be hanging out under Angela’s desk if you know what I’m saying.” Wanda laughed again and winked at me, which made me blush.

Wanda got closer to me, so close that I got smell her deodorant. It smelled a lot like Axe deodorant. “Ya know sweet cheeks, maybe you could take a turn under my desk.” I felt a tingle run down my spine as Wanda playfully tickled her fingers down my neck.

I didn’t know what to say. “Oh... uh... Wanda... I uhh...” I was stuttering trying to respond to her forwardness. She would never had said anything like this to me before in the other world.

“Don’t worry little guy. I would treat you to dinner first.” Her smile deepened. “Come on... you know you want to...” She took me by the wrist and rubbed my hand against her large breast.

“O...okay...” I murmured out.

With a chuckle, Wanda dropped my hand back into my lap. “What a good boy you are sweetie.” She said, smiling down at me. It sounded like she was talking to a child. “I will pick you up at your place tonight, 7 o’ clock.” Wanda looked me over one more time. “None of this though. If we are going to out to dinner, I expect you to wear something sexy. Got it?”

“G-got it.” I mumbled out. Agreeing with her on that point was the last thing that I wanted to do, but I have to admit I was feeling a little bit intimidated by her. She was so much more powerful, forward, and sure of herself in this world.

“Good boy,” She leaned down, and gave me a kiss on the forehead. “I’ll see you tonight sweetie.” With that Wanda turned away and hummed to herself as she walked away.

I wheeled my chair back towards my desk. What the fuck just happened? Did Wanda just ask me out?

“Oh my god! You’re so lucky!” A high pitched voice suddenly said. I looked up to see three male faces filled with excitement looking down at me. I recognize all three of the men, they were all other employees that I had worked with for years. Just like Frank had been though, (And me to some degree, even though I hated to admit it.) they all looked like much more feminine versions of themselves. Their hair was done, they had more feminine clothes on, and all 3 of them were wearing makeup.

“Can you believe that Wanda the stud just asked him out?”

“Oh my god, I cannot!”

“What are you gonna wear sweetie?”

“Yeah, you cannot go out dressed like that!”

“Ooooh something slutty!”

“Yeah! Obviously something slutty.”

“No! Then he would seem to eager.”

“It’s Wanda the stud. Of course he’s eager. If he doesn’t wear something slutty then she won’t be impressed.”

The three of them continued to gossip in front of me until all I could hear was noise.

“Excuse me!” I suddenly said. I stood up from my desk and hurried to the bathroom. This whole world was fuckin insane! I needed to breathe!

Inside the bathroom, the whole thing smelled like flowers. Someone had left multiple incense lighters on the counters. I locked myself in a stall and sat down on the toilet. There had to be some way to get back to my world, right? There had to be! What else was I going to do? I couldn’t stay in this crazy twisted place.

I wondered if this was some sort of punishment. I had never treated woman as good as I should have. I knew that. Until this day that had never mattered much to me. Had someone or someTHING somehow transported me into this other dimension where woman ruled? There had to be a way out of here...

A few moments later I was broken out of my thoughts by the sound of dripping... what was that? I looked down and barely held back a scream. My pants were soaked! It looked like someone had dumped a whole bucket of water on my crotch! How had this happened? Had I really had... an accident? I looked down at the floor and realized I was standing in a puddle of yellow water. Some of it had gotten into the toilet I was on, but most of the piss had run down my legs. I didn’t even feel the urge to go, I didn’t even feel it when it was happening?! What was I going to do?

My solution was right in front of me. Sent by God or Hell you decide. Inside the stall... was a button. I hadn’t noticed it before, I was too focused on escaping my coworkers. In big bold letters next to the button was a sign:

“Are you just a little baby playing dress-up? Are you a prude of a baby boy who needs to look great to get that next promotion? Did somebody have a little accident? (That part specifically made me blush.) If any of these describe you sweetie then go no further! Press this button and we will swoop you off to where you can improve yourself to look better than ever!”

I debated with myself over the decision. I doubt pressing it would do anything good for me... but my pants and underwear were soaking wet with pee. What choice did I have?

Taking a deep and nervous breath, I pressed the button.

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This story was written by Zander Chesney
You can find more of his content here :
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