Hugh was working from home, as he usually did, typing away at the flat's kitchen table. He glanced up when he heard the door open, a moment's confusion passing over him as a woman he didn't recognize came inside. She was wearing a gray sweater which was way too small around her chest. Obviously tha caught Hugh's eye at first, but it was her hat gave it away though. It was Miles lucky hat.
"Rough day at GlyphTech, huh?" Hugh asked. He knew all about the place his roommate Miles worked, a big company working on insane, almost magical tech. Miles's job was just working security at the front door, but the company took that very seriously.
"I'll say!" The woman squeaked and and plopped her impressive ass down at the table. "A woman comes in and sets off the metal detector and someone's got to give her a patdown, but two people called in sick today so there's no women in security! My supervisor comes over and tells me I've got to do it and I think 'yeah, sure, whatever. I'm no perv, I can pat down a woman', but then my supervisor pulls a vial of something out of a closet and jabs it in my arm! Next thing I know my skins crawling and suddenly my supervisor is taller than me and then BOOM - in seconds flat I've got tits on my chest and nothing between my legs! My supervisor gives me a spare woman's uniform and tells me to go change and I'm all like 'Did you just turn me into a woman just so I can pat one woman down?!' Then he says, 'it takes a lady to touch a lady', and I'm like..."
Hugh was listening, but also not. Miles was a gesturer when he talked and that made Miles new body... jiggle. The zipper on Miles's sweater - which straigned against his breasts - slowly slid a little further down. By the time Miles noticed, Hugh was hardcore staring at one of the most impressive set of cleavage he'd seen.
"-Dude, come on." Miles looked down at his breasts and smirked, "I know they're awesome, but come on." He zipped back up.
"Didn't you say they did this to you once before?" Hugh asked. He vaguely rememebered some story Miles told about some big VIP coming to visit and GlyphTech wanting to make the place look a lit less gender-biased towards guys, so they'd turned like a third of the staff into women for the day. "They turned you right back after that time though. Not that I'm complaining, but why do you still have tits?"
"Right, so at the end of the day I go to my supervisor and tell him I'm through sitting to pee and he tells me he wants to talk to me about my career!" Miles caught Hugh giving him a scurrilous look. "Ew- No! Don't give me that look, he didn't want me to do anything dirty! No, he said I was a good worker and I'd done well today and the company really was looking to have more women in every department - security included. He told me there was an opening for a security supervisor, but only for a woman."
"So-"
"So I'm a security supervisor now. And a woman, at least until the company policy changes or another role opens up..." Miles blushed.
"Woah- uh- congrats?" Hugh was mostly dumbstruck by the news.
"At least I'm hot. 'Course I had to give the uniform back and this was the only thing in the lost-and-found that even kind of fit me. They gave me a signing bonus, but it's pretty much all going to go straight to a new wardrobe." Miles sighed, "I'll manage. I mean, most women do, right?"
Hugh just nodded, trying to reconcile that fact that his old buddy was now a woman who'd given him a boner.
Miles excused himself, saying he was going to his room to pack his clothes away for long-term storage. He had a very different plan in mind though.
Being painfully aware of the glorious pair of tits hanging on his chest all day had left Miles quite wound up. He'd managed a quick look at himself getting changed in and out of his uniform, but being at work had afforded him no opportunities sit and grope the roses.
The instant he was alone, Miles stripped and began to enjoy his curvy new body.
And he learned quickly that he'd manage very, very well as a woman.