Should always smile (Patreon)

"Why can't I stop smiling and put that shitty expression away even in the shower!?"

Monica said through her teeth with a huge smile from ear to ear, dousing herself from a watering can and cursing her dangling breasts. Looking into the mirror on the opposite wall, she was sickened by her appearance and her sexy curves, although in fact few would call her ugly.

But Monica's main problem now was that in the morning she was a man named Mike and for all her changes now she could thank her ex-girlfriend.

In the morning, Stephanie came to Mike's office with a strange device and almost from the door pressed something on this device so that Mike froze in his top manager's chair and could not move.

Stephanie pressed and pressed something continuously on this device for almost 15 minutes, and with each press of the button, Mike felt a change. First his hair got long, then it went into a bun, then his face got makeup and hoop earrings, and when Mike's clothes changed, he looked completely ridiculous in a short miniskirt above the knees and a white top with an open belly, over which was an office jacket. It all looked strange on his male body, but only until Stephin pressed another button and Mike's body changed and he got a great female body with these two dangling breasts

"So Monica, I think that's a good name for you, isn't it? Although you can't say anything right now. Don't worry, I'll be done soon. See, a lying pig named Mike cheated on me with his secretary and I'm sorry that you're going to have to pay for this, but... wait, you're Mike, haha, you were just a few seconds ago.

I'll be done soon, just a little more work to do with reality and... voila! Congratulations Monica, you are now officially a secretary for... Jimma! Oh, don't make such surprised eyes! I know perfectly well that you... oh, I'm sorry, Mike despised Jimm and dreamed of firing him. But it was Mike... Monica, you have to accept that Jimm is your boss now. Yes, yes, yes, now he is not a simple manager, but a top manager. Someone had to take Mike's place, right?

Wait a bit, a couple more changes. Fine? I don't think I'm looking for a boyfriend. Most likely you can do it yourself, because your sexual libido is now almost at the maximum and it will be difficult for you to cope with it. Why don't I make Jimmy your lover? God, those big eyes again... I see you like it. Haha.

But why don't you smile? Wait... Here! Now you will smile all the time, Monica, because you ... More precisely, Mike always told me that women should always smile! What kind of idiotic demands did this jerk have!? Is it true?! And why do we women have to listen to this? Although you don't agree with me, you always smile, eh, I envy you in this regard, Monica!"

...

A few hours earlier at Jimm's penthouse

...

Monica was unable to resist her new inner instincts and desires, especially when everything around her only pushed her to the fact that tonight, despite all her inner resistance, she ended up here - in Jimm's penthouse, which belonged to Mike in the morning, and Monica now got Jimm's inexpensive little apartment on the outskirts of town.

She tried to remove at least that stupid smile from her face, but it was impossible, no matter how hard she tried to do it during the day. Oh my god, she had been annoyed by the compliments from her subordinates, who now saw her as just a stupid sex toy, working in the company only because she was the mistress of Jimm's top manager.

When Stephanie left, Monica gained control of her body and movements and tried to catch up with her, but it was difficult to do, given the fact that she was wearing heels, which she learned to walk in all day, so that it did not seem like something unnatural , because "thank you" Stephanie, Monica could now only walk in heels - even when she took them off, she could not sink on her heels, experiencing terrible discomfort.

She had to accept that day that reality had indeed changed and she was now truly the secretary and lover of Jimm, her most despised employee, who, having become a top manager, only became even dumber in her eyes. But, despite all her thoughts, she still felt inside a great desire for intimacy with him, realizing two things - firstly, she really loved sex and everything connected with it, and secondly, she realized during the day that from Jimma now depends on a lot in her life, in fact, she really depended on her relationship with him and could easily lose this job, which for some reason she now cherished very much.

And now she was here, in her penthouse, which now belonged to Jimm, and realizing that what was about to happen was what she had been thinking about all day, but did not want to admit it. Her heart was beating too fast, and her body was already burning with desire, when she looked at Jimm undressing, experiencing at the same time hatred, and humiliation, and a huge feeling of desire.

- Will you stay with me today?

Confused and not very pleased Jimm said. At the thought of spending the night with Jimm, Monica was beside herself with rage, although it was not visible from the outside. And of course she answered no, realizing at the same moment that she would have to leave here, from her own penthouse and that she did not even know where. Although in reality, of course, she later found her way to her new home, not even surprised by this anymore and just wanting to take a shower and fall asleep faster, in the hope that this nightmare would end soon.

...

- hellooooooo

Monica drawled, as if contentedly, in response to the phone, answering a call from an unknown number

- Oh, I hear you're cheered up, honey.

Stephanie's familiar voice pissed Monica off, but outwardly, of course, it was not noticeable. Hell, it's only been a week, but Monica felt like an eternity. So many strange and humiliating things happened to her during this time that the whole life she lived as Mike was not so full of such unpleasant details as it is now, and all her male insides screamed with rage when she again heard the familiar voice of Stephanie

- You bitch!

With a smile and again through her teeth, as if jokingly, Monica said

- Haha! Yes, I've been watching you. You're a bad girl, Monica! And you know what? I like it! You like being a bad girl and looking like a whore, don't you?!

- Enough!

- Stop it. I saw you blow your favorite boss in his car. You smiled! I know you liked it. What are you going to do now?

- I'll kill you... Change me back....

- What... what are you whispering? Why did you start talking so quietly

- ...

- Silenced ... strange.

Jimmy is here...

- I can barely hear you... What is it... Haha. My God, I got it! Jimm entered the room and you don't want to disturb him talking, I can hear him talking to someone on the phone. How lovely. This is real love! You are the perfect couple.

- Please...

- What? I can hardly hear you, honey. Okay, I just called to gloat, haha. I wish you happiness, love, more sex and blo***bs, I hope you and Jimm will have children or maybe he will leave you with a child. I don't even know which is better. Goodbye Monica

Putting the phone slowly on the bed, Monica looked up at the one whom she had recently despised and hated, and now she was ready to dress for him as a sexy Japanese geisha and quietly peacefully waited, not preventing him from talking on important matters, until he finished talking to continue their sexual pleasures.