Should have been me... (Patreon)

- Oh god, oh god, oh god! Just take it easy! This is not real. It just seems to me ... Damn ... It's too real.

Scott muttered in a whisper, glancing at the door from the room, hoping he didn't have to go there. He couldn't believe this was happening to him. Not long ago Scott was livid. That promotion to vice president was all his ... until that bitch Amy got involved. There were already rumors that she "sucked and fucked" her way into her position, and now, she was using the fact that there were no female VPs in the company to steal the job.

After the announcement was made, Scott stormed out of work and went to a bar to drink himself calm. Instead, it only made him more angry, causing the bar to kick him out.

Stumbling home drunk, he was muttering under his breath. 

- Should have been me ... stupid bitch ... I wish I got the VP job! That should have been ME !!

Scott's vision darkened, which he blamed on the alcohol. The last thing he remembered was falling to the ground and staring up at the sky as everything went black. The last thing he saw was a shooting star zing by overhead ...

Suddenly, his eyes were blasted by a bright light. He shook his head, nearly causing him to tumble from a standing position. 

- What the ...

He grumbled, shocked as a female voice came out of his mouth. - ---What the… what !!

He exclaimed, still in a woman's voice, as he stepped toward what he realized was a bathroom mirror.

- Oh god… oh god…

He mumbled as he brought a hand to his face. Or, rather, Amy's face. She was wearing only a pink bra and panty set, still with her hair and makeup done from the day. 

- No way ... no freaking way ...

Scott whispered to himself as he felt his face, then his hair, then a breast, confirming this to be real.

Then, he remembered the "wish". He moved to the window, pulled aside the blinds, and looked up at the stary night sky. 

- I want to be me again! I wish to be a man again! Hello !? Come on… PLEASE! 

He cried out in Amy's voice, but it was to no avail.

He was then startled by a knock on the door. 

- Amy, babe, everything alright in there? 

A male voice asked through the door. A voice Scott immediately recognized as belonging to the CEO. Scott froze. 

- Yeah… I'm ok… 

He finally muttered after several silent seconds.

- Good! Then quit talking to yourself and get out here ... my new VP has some duties to attend to! I want some, shall we say, 'oral dictation' tonight. And hurry, before my wife notices I'm gone!. 

Tears welled in Scott's eyes and a tight, anxious feeling grew in his chest. This isn't how he wanted to get the VP job ... and certainly isn't how he wants to keep it!