/lit/ - Literature

Jeremy was a successful businessman. His company had recently been bought by a larger tech company, and he had been offered a position as head of its research department.
In his position, he got access to a couple of very secretive projects.
One, in particular, caught his interest. It was a machine that could supposedly swap minds. Jeremy was a curious guy, and in his youth he had wondered a bit on how it was to be a woman.

But he needed someone to swap with. There was his secretary, Jennifer.
With her subservient nature and adoration for Jeremy, she should be easy both to convince to test it, and to get her to change back afterwards. She was also, to be honest, rather sexy.

As he suspected, Jennifer didn't protest. She just lowered her eyes and said "Yes, Mr. Henderson." They agreed to stay as each other for two days, and change back before the weekend.
They went down to the lab after work. Having read the instructions for the machine, he had no problems making it work. And it did as it was supposed to.

"Wow," Jennifer exclaimed, "it actually works. This is so cool, Mr. Henderson!"

"Yes, it does. Enjoy your two day vacation as me."

The next day at work, Jeremy found out through first-hand experience that Jennifer had a crush on him. He felt butterflies at seeing his own body arrive at work, and found himself smiling lovely at him. And that was not the last of Jennifer's characteristics he'd notice taking on. He was usually very dominant, but as the day went on, he found himself less and less so, feeling shyness and an urge to carry out what he was told slowly build in him.
Jeremy decided that he'd want his body back that day, before he was totally overcome by her personality.

"I don't think so. I've come to like this body. I find myself more in control, more in power."

"I demand it, Jennifer. I demand my body back!" Jeremy found it very difficult to stand up for himself, but he barely managed.

"You can't make any demands from me. I'm not Jennifer, that's you. I'm Mr. Jeremy Henderson." Jeremy watched as the man stand up. "Now what did you want, Jenny?"

"I...I..." Jenny blushed and avoided his gaze. "Nothing."

"Nothing, who?"

"Nothing, Mr. Henderson."

"Well, in that case, I have some work for you." Jenny heard a zipper unzip. She felt her body turn hot in a mixture of fear and arousing humiliation.

"Yes, Mr. Henderson." The former businessman knelt down in front of her boss and took his member in her mouth, more eagerly for every bob she did, loving the taste of every drop of precum, and she came there, on the floor of her former office, cum oozing from her mouth.

Coming down from the high, she realized what she had done, that she was stuck like this, a girl, a secretary, and the boss' slut. Her personality was too strong to fight, her submissive lust weakening her own resolve. With this realization, she would become a better Jennifer than Jennifer ever was.