It had been a few months since Jack’s last session and he felt more embarrassed than the last time. He was wearing a short skirt that would easily show off his bright red panties at the slightest breeze of wind and a tube top that barely contained his breasts. His blonde hair had been tied up into a long ponytail to prevent him from covering his chest. His face was also painted with bright red lipstick, eyeliner that made his eyes pop and blush to give his cheeks a radiant glow. It was a lot different from the baggy jeans and bomber jacket he’d usually wear.

Jack flinched as Tammy opened the door coming into her office with her usually brown blouse, skirt and leggings. Her brunette hair was always tied up in a professional bun. She adjusted her glasses as she took a double take of what Jack was wearing. Though she didn’t say anything she just gave him a sweet smile and sat down on her arm chair putting her clipboard down.

“You seem to be adjusting well,” Tammy acknowledged Jack’s more feminine appearance, leaving room for Jack to tell his story.

“Not my first choice…” Jack said as he fidgeted with his hair hanging over his shoulder. It was a habit he had picked up of late but didn’t mind it as it was somewhat comforting. “My daughter picked it out for me.” Jack explained. “As well as applying my makeup and doing my hair,” he shrugged nervously.

“So you’re talking to her again?” Tammy leaned in closer as she put her hands together in thought.

“Yeah… though this was a part of the condition,” Jack waved his hands towards his body.

“And how do you feel about that?” Tammy tilted her head. She could see Jack was embarrassed but wanted him to tell her his thoughts instead.

“I mean it is mortifying, all those men staring at me, wanting to pinch or slap me. I know because I would’ve wanted to as well. Heck I probably would have if I had seen Rachel in this outfit.” Jack confessed. “I guess that’s why Miranda is doing this to me.”

“Only because you allowed her too,” Tammy said, reminding Jack that he could say no. Though a part of her felt like he deserved the embarrassment but she wasn’t being paid to judge.

“I know… but it’s my penance for what I did. I’m just glad that Miranda is speaking to me again, even if it’s to treat me like her living plaything.”

“Moving on, I understand that congratulations are in order. I heard the bureau cleared your identity transfer.” Tammy knew better to change the subject from what her patients wanted to talk about but she did it anyway.

“It did, that’s part of the reason Miranda agreed to meet up as I’m legally her father again even if I’m only two years older than her.” Jack looked down in shame.

“And Jill?” Tammy pressed. “How’s she taking it?”

“She’s happy that I can now sign the divorce papers but I think she was hoping they wouldn’t go through so she could collect the insurance payout for Ruby’s transformation.” Jack had mixed feelings on that. He knew his relationship with his wife was unsalvageable especially since she was the reason for his situation in the first place.

“Remind me again what happened to your former body,” Tammy knew full well what happened but there was a level of satisfaction in hearing it.

“After deciding to swap mine and Ruby’s bodies, the witch said Ruby deserved to be an actual homewrecker and turned her into a sledgehammer.” Jack recalled, thankful that he wasn’t the one to be turned into an inanimate object.

“So after sleeping with someone the age of your daughter, you get to resume your life and she gets stuck as a hammer?” Tammy dropped her facade. She hated the man sitting in front of her. “How do you live with yourself?”

Jack looked at Tammy, speechless. She had been so supportive up until this point. “Now hold on… aren’t you supposed to help people like me?” He finally said.

“People like you?” Tammy spat. “I have no other clients like you. They were all changed due to practical jokes, accidents or bad luck. Not because they cheated on their wife and got to walk away in a younger body. You make me sick and that witch should’ve done way more to you…” Tammy stood up and pointed to the door. “Get out of my office and don’t come back.”

Jack looked at her shocked as he got up and walked out of Tammy’s office feeling worse than when he came in.

Tammy didn’t care that she would be reprimanded for this and possibly lose her job over it. She had to keep it professional for so long despite the hatred she felt towards him. Something about being able to resume his old life in his new body just made her snap.