There was complete silence in Margaret&#8217;s apartment, until ... &#8220;Click-clack&#8221; the sound of high-heels, the kind girls wear on a night out, could be heard in the hallway. Then, jangling keys outside the door, they had trouble finding the right key; which was odd considering whoever it was must live here. On the third attempt the door opened, and in stepped a woman who looked like she just had the most confusing day of her life.<br />She violently threw her shoes into the corner of the room, giving her great satisfaction, and breathed a sigh of relief.<br />"Fucking shoes!"<br />She stood like this for about a minute, examining the room, straightened her bra, all with a displeased face. It was evident she was not in the mood.<br />Puzzled, she sat down and closed her eyes. Only the Lord himself knew her thoughts at that moment ...<br />George was bewildered all damn day, but only now did it finally get to him. Sat in the armchair, he didn't want to think about anything. He'd wanted these clothes off of him for ages, but now he couldn't face it, as absurd as it may seem, he was too afraid. If he didn't undress, he could still pretend there was hope, that he wasn't really in the body of Margaret, the receptionist in his business centre.<br />He struggled with these hitherto unfamiliar feelings. On the one hand it was humiliating, and on the other, a part of him had already gotten used to it. He felt the thong dig into his ass, and the tights covering his legs. He wanted nothing more than to take them off, but they were so comfy that by the end of the day he completely forgot. However he was still annoyed by the bra with its straps, and the hooped earrings which touched his face every time he moved. He wanted to take them off, but he didn&#8217;t know how. He hoped that Margaret would swap back with him at the end of the day, but how could he be sure?<br /><br />No, don't be silly, he thought. Margaret just wanted to annoy this misogynist who constantly made obscene jokes about her, so she exchanged bodies with him. But only for one day, she didn't want to be a man after all.<br />But that evening there had been an accident... and she was left in a coma.<br />George was now forced to return to Margaret's house, there was no way he could go back to his house, who would believe him?<br /><br /><span>If you like my captions and want see a continue or other stories please support me:&nbsp;</span><a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.patreon.com/greentg">www.patreon.com/greentg</a><br /><br /><span>Thanks&nbsp;</span><a href="https://www.deviantart.com/zohaneta"></a><a href="https://www.deviantart.com/zohaneta">www.deviantart.com/zohaneta</a><span>&nbsp;for adaptation</span>