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God damn it. The bitch's body is a lot harder to move then I thought. How does she even manage to walk with these knockers and this ass! No way I'm staying in this body longer then I have to. Ok, calm down and focus. I just have to get into the CEO's office and pretend to be a forgetful trophy wife who forgot their PIN code. Then after he tells me the pin I'll transfer the money over and then switch back with the bitch and leave her here. Easy, no need to rush.

As I walked into the office building, I couldn't help but feel all the eyes on me. Well, of course they would be, this girl was a total bombshell. As I walked into the office building, I couldn't help but feel all the eyes on me. Well, of course they would be, this girl was a total bombshell. But damn, I worked here for a few years and known these guys for years. Now I'm getting weird vibes from them and feeling myslekf like a piece of meat. God damn, didn't even take into account how I'd be feeling as this bitch, it was really fucking weird.

It was a long way to the CEO's office. And every time I cursed myself for wearing these heels. I feel myself losing balance every few steps and almost falling. God, I hate having tits and an ass, I can't even walk properly anymore!

Finally, I reach the secretary's desk. She looked at me and immediately recognized me as the CEO's wife. "Mrs. Wilson, your husband is waiting for you in his office. He told me you were coming." The secretary was a middle-aged woman with auburn hair.

I thanked her and walked into the CEO's office, trying to look as sexy as possible. As I opened the door, I saw my target sitting at his desk, looking at me with a smug grin on his face.

"Ah, my dear, there you are. You seem a little tired, was it difficult getting here?" he asked in a sarcastic tone.

"No, no, no, it's fine. I just... I'm just a little tired. Sorry." I replied, trying not to show any signs of annoyance.

"That's too bad, I was hoping we could have some fun." he said with a smirk.