TG STORY: FROZEN CHAPTER 3 (3/3)

I grabbed the waistband of my underwear to adjust it as it was riding up my butt. After breakfast, Nick dropped me back off at my place which left me barely enough time to get changed and head to work. In an embarrassing rush, I had given myself a wedgie while slugging through the morning traffic. In the same vein, I decided to pull down the rearview mirror to touch up my makeup before heading into the office. Makeup was one thing that I had absolutely no experience with before I changed. Only after a whole Mini-Series worth of YouTube videos and a few pointers from some of the friendlier girls in the office was I able to get the basics down. As I was applying my lip-gloss a deafening honk from the car behind me signaled that the traffic light had turned green. Multi-tasking was another thing that I had become excellent at as a woman.

Boring would be an understatement in describing my line of work. Back when I was a man, I had worked in my company’s quality assurance department, testing various products to make sure they performed well and met a certain standard. Thankfully when I was transformed into a woman without prior notice, my job remained unaffected for the most part.

However, after a year of working as a woman, I noticed subtle changes in the dynamics. Walking into the office, I felt the palpable gaze of male colleagues as I briskly moved past their cubicles. The gender shift highlighted the male-dominated environment. Being in a hurry, my outfit consisted of a simple black top and beige knee-length skirt paired with nude tights and black knee-high boots. Before I could even take off my beige coat, I was ambushed by the office assholes, my boss Raymond Sun, and his star pupil Ani Patel. Raymond was a short Korean man with a balding scalp who expected nothing less than total dedication to the company. Late-night calls after 6 PM for “urgent tasks” were common and I had barely gotten a raise after all the time and dedication I had put in. Ani on the other hand was a younger, tall, and athletic-looking Indian man who had started working at the company around the same time as me even before I changed. As a woman now, even I would consider Ani handsome. Ani was much more of a talker than a doer, and he was very good at kissing Raymond’s ass. Along with Ani’s family connections to some wealthy businesses in India, Ani rose up the corporate ladder much faster than myself even though I was doing all the work in our department.

“Late again miss?” Raymond greeted me passive-aggressively. “You know we are extra busy this month, so I’d appreciate a little more seriousness and less attitude.”

Normally I would shrug off such comments and take them in stride, act like the obedient and submissive girl they thought I was, and do my job. Looking at the smug grin on both Raymond and Ani’s faces as they went back to talking with each other as if I was invisible was the tipping point for me. I could feel a sense of injustice and anger building deep inside my core as I thought back to last night’s events and the person I was with Nick. Woman or not I felt desperate to take control of my circumstances and live my most honest life. As I was staring at Raymond and Ani, about to speak my mind, I noticed their faces turn from one of happiness to increasing shock. My eyes widened as I realized what was happening again before I looked side to side and noticed the slow pedantic rhythm of the office had come to a complete standstill. Time had frozen once more.

The anomaly appeared to affect only Raymond, Ani, and myself this time, although the lack of surprise on my part contrasted with my previous experiences. I stood frozen while the other two frantically surveyed the petrified figures around us, attempting to confirm the reality of the situation. This scene felt familiar, a repetitive occurrence that I had witnessed too many times before. The key difference this time was my certainty that whatever was about to unfold, whatever changes were imminent, Raymond and Ani deserved it.

Unable to explain the mysterious events, I had an innate understanding that, deep down, I had somehow willed this into existence. Maintaining a calm demeanor, I settled into my chair at my desk, crossed my legs, and patiently awaited their inevitable comeuppance.

“Holy shit! What’s going on? Are you seeing this?” Ani yelled while running over to where I was.

“It’ll be over soon. For both of you.” I responded almost prophetically. “This is what happens when you treat the women of this office like tools and objects for your profit.”

“What did you say?!” Ani yelled in disbelief, clearly offended by the accusation but too distracted to probe any further.

A shriek across the office floor broke the flow of conversation. Ani rushed over to investigate while I followed behind. Covered in a knocked-over pile of loose papers and office utensils was Raymond who had clearly fallen over and was struggling to strand. As Ani motioned to help him up, I looked closer at Raymond with prying eyes and found that the transformation had indeed begun. I felt a mix of both satisfaction and fear as these were powerful forces I still couldn’t fully grasp. Seeing Raymond’s body ripple and mold almost like clay also reminded me of how physically and emotionally taxing the process of transformation can be as well. Still, I watched in sadistic awe.

What was remaining of Raymond’s thinning grey hair began to multiply and grow out into long black locks of luscious hair. Regaining his footing and standing straight I noticed that his posture had improved too. He clearly looked younger. However, as his skin started to pull tighter against his body, it became increasingly clearer that he wasn’t turning into a young man but a woman. In a moment of pause, Raymond made eye contact and stared back at both me and Ani with mouth agape, unable to comprehend what was happening.

Raymond then suddenly pointed towards Ani, putting his hand over his mouth in shock. I had been so preoccupied with Raymond’s new look that I hadn’t been paying attention to Ani who was standing just next to me. I followed Raymond’s finger and was surprised to find a much shorter Ani who now couldn’t have been more than a foot taller than I was. Still attractive looking, I watched as Ani’s already long hair grew to feminine lengths, extending past his shoulders. I could hear bones pop and reshape themselves underneath their once form-fitting suits. All manner of facial hair and arm hair began to recede from both men as their bodies began to feminize even further with budding breasts clearly visible underneath both their button-ups.

I glanced back at Raymond whose transformation had progressed even further now. He had somehow fallen back on the floor, and when I looked at his feet, I found the reason why. Instead of his usual conservative brown penny loafers, light brown 2-inch heels now decorated his small feet. I watched in amazement as the transformation snaked up his legs, where his ugly grey checkered dress pants morphed into a stylish grey skirt. His socks also lengthened and thinned out into a pair of sheer black tights with a cute polka dot pattern, accentuating his thin yet curvaceous legs. In an embarrassing frenzy, Raymond started to pull the hem of his skirt down, something clearly agitating him. I looked closer and saw the outline of a semi-erect penis underneath his business skirt before it began to shrink and disappear under the sea of fabric. Having been a female for so long, I had almost forgotten how aroused I must have been that first time I saw myself transform into a woman. Her hands now moving the cover her chest, Raymond struggled for a few seconds before tapping out and revealing her now sizable breasts. Her previous attempts to hide her chest were in complete vain as her suit jacket completely dissolved and disappeared. Revealing that she now wore a white blouse with a lacey bra underneath.

As Raymond’s transformation neared completion I looked at her face once again and to my surprise she looked even younger. Perhaps even younger than myself, a young adult fresh out of college. Her hair began to style itself into an office-appropriate bun and with makeup suddenly appearing on her face accentuating her already girly facial structure she looked like a celebrity K-Pop idol. With Raymond’s now doe-like eyes and furrowed eyebrows dipped in worry and confusion, I started to feel a bit sorry for what I was doing.

A slam against an office supply closet brought my attention back to Ani, who was now almost fully female as well. Replacing Ani’s previous dark blue business suit, this woman sported a powerful yet elegant burgundy suit and skirt combo, with a frilly white blouse underneath. His black leather shoes had been replaced with nude pumps, and a brown sheen on his long-toned legs signified he was wearing nylons as well. His black hair was long and thick like ink, and it spilled over her shapely breasts. Like Raymond’s her face was also considerably much younger than before, and I began to worry about work and office dynamics after this finished. Sparkly gold jewelry appeared and dangled around her ears and neck showing that even as a young woman Ani was still well off. With mascara and foundation being applied to her face Ani looked even more beautiful than before, with a body to match, and I began to feel a little jealous.

With a cold chill down my spine and the sounds of printers and computers returning to life, I knew that the anomaly was ending. I let out a quiet sigh in relief as it seemed I had passed through this time unscathed. I looked at my age-regressed boss and coworker of mine and saw that their facial expressions had neutralized as if nothing was amiss.

Raymond, now a stunning young woman with the poise of a K-pop idol, adjusted her skirt with a mix of confusion and concern as if she couldn’t trust her feminine habits. The transformation had not only changed her physical form but seemingly reversed the years on her face, leaving her with an air of youthful vulnerability that the previous Raymond had long forgotten.

Ani, on the other hand, stood as an embodiment of grace and beauty in her stylish ensemble. The once towering figure had shrunk, but her newfound elegance compensated for the loss of stature. The dynamics of the office had shifted dramatically, and I couldn't shake the realization that I had become a participant in altering their lives. I leaned back in my chair, contemplating the inexplicable forces that had intertwined with my reality.