Weirdest interview (Patreon)

"That was the weirdest interview I've ever had, it looks like it won't work..." Chester mused looking out the window as he waited for the interviewer to return.

And there was indeed a great deal of truth in his thoughts. After all, Chester went to get a job in this company as a general manager, but in fact he was not even asked about his specific professional skills as a manager. Most of the questions boiled down to his personal interests, hobbies and whether he was ready to change this if necessary. Of course, Chuck answered most of this "yes", but he thought to himself that all this was some kind of bullshit.

He was especially "pleased" with the question about how much he would be interested in working as a secretary. Laughing and sincerely believing that this was a joke, Chester replied that it was just "his dream job", but fell silent and was a little embarrassed to see that the man who was interviewing was absolutely serious

"Looks like it's time to get out of here.... what... what's that smell?" As he was about to leave, he felt and then saw how a kind of fog formed around him, similar to smoke, but smelling of pleasant female perfume

"What-oh-oh .... what the ...." after inhaling the first pairs, Chester only had time to think, noticing that some strange movement had begun under his shirt, and after a few fractions of a second, feeling a strange pressure in the chest area, which only increased with every second. His shirt at that moment only groaned his breath, while Chester, inhaling more and more of this smoke, noticed more and more new changes.

First the chest, which was definitely getting bigger and heavier with each passing second, then the sensation of growing hair, which was lengthening and getting bigger and bigger, making it itchy and wanting to scratch your head and get rid of it at the same time.

Simultaneously with these changes, there were changes with his clothes, but Chester noticed this only at the moment when, somehow, his jacket disappeared, inside the pockets of which lay all his documents.

- Hey! Stop!

Chester shouted, noticing that his voice had become much higher and more feminine. The thong had already cut into his ass tightly under the pantyhose and tight pencil skirt, which miraculously was now in place of his loose business pants. His chest finally stopped growing, and at the same time, his long hair acquired a neater styling, while Chester looked at himself in surprise from an unusual angle, seeing his large female breasts, feeling how the new blouse tightly presses the soft, tender female breasts and makes breathing a little difficult

- This is some bullshit!

Getting up and barely keeping his balance, Chester squeaked in a high voice, noting that at last everything was over and no more changes were happening.

Trying to calm down and gaining air in my chest, Chester looked around in search of at least something that would explain the situation. This body, these clothes... all this was wrong and caused him terrible discomfort, and even the thought that someone would see him in this form was terrible in itself... Even here and alone, he felt like his new big ass and breasts will now attract attention from others, which he did not want at all ... Suddenly, unexpectedly for Chester, to his left, he heard a faint click and a small squeak ...

- Chessy, coffee please.

There was a hoarse male voice from some kind of office intercom device lying on the table next to Chester due to interference on the line ...