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"And what was it now" Devon Wahlberg, a 45-year-old top manager, thought sternly inside himself, sternly looking at how young Frank Stevenson, his subordinate, was heading to Devon's office with a smile. Frank was just a junior manager and it was not permissible for him to behave like that with a top manager.

What Frank had just done, although no one in the office noticed, was unacceptable. This insolent man, passing by Devon a few seconds ago, imperceptibly slapped him on the ass and smiled, looking at Devon's surprised and displeased face, looking straight into his eyes, and smacked his lips through the air so familiarly, as if Devon was his girlfriend.

Even more angry that Frank just walked on and Devon was looking at his back. Plans were already beginning to form in his head on how to punish this half-wit.

- Francesca! Are you deaf?!

The voice of Sarah, the girl from the personnel department, distracted Frank's attention and with the same angry look, Frank turned his face to find out who was screaming there. However, turning his face, Frank realized that Sarah was looking at him and was not looking like usual. It was the first time Frank had seen Sarah look at him like that - as if she were the boss here. And that pissed Frank off even more.

- Take these papers to the registry and make copies

- You do it to me?!

Finally, Frank spoke in surprise and angrily, but was immediately dumbfounded by the sound of his voice. He sounded like he was speaking in a child's voice, and he himself realized that all his threatening tone had disappeared.

- Of course you... who.. ahem.. re...

Pretending to choke, Sarah uttered the name "Whore" into her fist as if she were just sneezing and, looking at the angry, perplexed Frank, smiled slightly, hearing light chuckles from other colleagues who appreciated her joke.

- What do you allow yourse-e-e-e-e... oh fuck!

Frank fell to the floor with a crash, unable to keep his balance due to high-heeled shoes. At the same moment, Frank could no longer help but pay attention to his body. For some reason now, instead of his business suit, he was wearing a tight white tank top and a short miniskirt. And it was definitely not an optical illusion - Frank felt the fabric that fit snugly against his ass, as well as the thong, which was impossible not to feel. New breasts also stood out and Frank felt the weight of these boobs, not immediately noticing that his belly was disproportionately large, not even thinking that he could be pregnant.

Davon Frank watched all this at the entrance to the office and smiled. He had already checked and made sure that the sign on the Top Manager's door had changed to his last name and was just amused by how Devon would now act, having received the body of the junior secretary and the errand girl. In the life swap settings, Frank added a few more details to Devon's life, such as being pregnant and having a love for ki**nky clothes.

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