Thinking about working in an office (Patreon)

Sitting on a chair in the office next to other employees of the company, I watched a man in a jacket speak about the future of the company. But I hardly listened to his speech and, to be honest, I was not at all interested in it. I was interested in much more important things, like how the hell I was going to get my normal life back.

You see, I shouldn't even be here. Just a few hours ago I was a different person - I was a man named Mike Marson. I was walking down the street after a night shift at road construction when I noticed a coin on the ground. I picked it up, rubbed it with my thumb to remove any dirt, and put it in my back pocket. I continued walking when I started thinking about working in an office and how it was much easier than my job as a construction crew chief. That's when my vision became blurry, and when it returned to normal, I found myself standing in front of a business center. As surprising as my sudden change of location was, it was not what shocked me the most. Looking down, I gasped as I saw a body shape that could only belong to a woman.

After a few minutes of confusion, I pulled myself together and reached into my back pocket for the coin I had placed there, only to discover that I had no pockets on my dress and that the coin was not in my purse. I was sure that this was why I ended up in this situation, but with this thing gone, my chances of returning to a normal life dropped to zero.

At this point, the only thing I could do was find out as much as I could about who I was, and in the meantime, look for a way to get out of this mess. Fortunately, at the entrance I came across a man who apparently knew me, or rather knew the woman I was at the moment. Thanks to him, I found out that my name is Anna and I am a secretary, and following him I found my workplace.

And now I find myself here. The man who spoke about the development of the company is apparently my boss. And I don’t like the way the men here look at me at all - I feel like I’m a piece of meat and it’s very strange. It seems to me that Anna is the local office whore. I thought about this at the beginning, when I was walking with a stranger to my workplace and when I heard strange speeches from him about how he was waiting for me this afternoon in the “office slut Anna area.” And of course I didn’t like the fact that I saw a bunch of condoms in my purse. This is definitely not the office job I wanted. I needed to get out of here, and my only chance - the coin - had disappeared!