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Lying in a strange position on his office chair, Ethan was finally able to regain some control over his new desires and body. But this only happened because the cell phone rang and the fat man was now talking on the phone. Looking at the fat man, Ethan felt the heavy weight of his new breasts, which now swayed freely in this position without a bra and how long blonde hair tickled his body

"Um, like, this is, um, totally not right..."

Ethan said with a mixture of fear and incomprehension in his almost childish new feminine voice, looking at the fat man who was walking around the office in only a shirt and still with an erect dick. Ethan could still taste the cock in his mouth and wanted to take at least a sip of water to remove the bad taste. And it was like a living nightmare for Ethan, who usually walked a kilometer away from such personalities as this fat man. He didn’t understand why he couldn’t speak normally and, most importantly, why he saw the fat man’s penis and decided to give him a blowjob. This blowjob gradually turned into what could soon be called real sex, if events continued like this. Looking down at his new breasts, Ethan again saw the long red nails that adorned his feminine fingers

"Like, um, no way, it's time to, like, totally put an end to this"

Ethan said, trying to get up, but suddenly he saw a fat man in front of him, who was showing with a gesture that Ethan needed not to get up and wait until the fat man finished speaking, so that they could return to where their action ended

"Like, what?! Why, um, why can't I, like, get up? What the heck is happening?!"

Ethan's attempts to get up only ended with him gently and sexually stroking the arms of the chair or his body instead of getting up and getting away from this damn place. In desperation, he looked up at the man in the hope of telling him the truth once again, so that the fat man would help.

"Hey, you, you're a business man and apparently the one who thinks you can do this to me. Help me! I need to get the hell out of this place," but instead he said, "Um, hey you, like, the business person, and, like, maybe the one who knows how to, um, handle things properly. Can you, like, help me? We gotta, like, finish what we, like, started. I'm, um, already on fire!"