“Wow, this is heavy” Eve said to herself as she lifted the 8 inch high statue out of the box. She shimmied her hips to pull her skirt back down slightly as she examined the intricate details in the solid jade figure. A few errant strands of blonde hair came down over her face and she brushed them away. Her blue eyes fixed on the statue behind her black rimmed glasses as her full lips coated in her boss’s favorite bright red lipstick parted to take in a fresh breath.
“I’m sure Mr. Reeves will want to see this” she said to herself as she watched Abigail Reeves stride past heading to her office down the hall.
Abigail paid no attention to her “I’m sure she’s seen too many of us come and go in her life” Eve thought “We’re disposable…flavor of the month…once he gets tired of my look and moves on to something else, I’ll be discarded too” Eve knew.
But Eve had lasted longer than other secretaries to the notoriously fickle businessman; three years now but that also meant that Eve was 25 and the others in the office joked that she was now getting too old to hold onto her position.
Eve went about her normal morning duties getting everything lined up as she thought about her situation. She was smarter than what her boss thought; she had her business degree but found it hard to be taken seriously because of her looks. Simply put, she could have gotten work as a Kate Upton look-alike, the only thing really missing was the mole from her upper lip.
She hated that she always had to wear low cut tops with plunging necklines to show off her 34E cleavage and her pouty lips and big blue eyes and long blonde hair didn’t exactly scream no-nonsense. But she was very well compensated for her mild humiliations; not many other secretaries could boast a salary of $350, 000 a year.
“Someday” she thought “Someday I’ll be in charge of my own business and all this will have been worth it”
It was around 10 when she finally saw her boss. He came walking down the hall surrounded by the usual crew of lackeys and suck-ups but as he neared his office, they all began to veer off. “Good Morning Ms. Lansing” he said as he came up close.
“Good Morning Mr. Reeves” she replied “The latest financials have been downloaded and are ready for your viewing…of course once you log in it will begin real time tracking on the current day’s transactions but the other amounts will become locked in”
“Good…thank you Eve and what does my day look like today?”
“You have the Fujimoto delegation at 11; you’ll meet in Conference room A, then the car service will be standing by to go to LaRose for lunch whenever you feel necessary. All the notes are compiled in the folders already on your desk and in the conference room”
“What is that abomination on your desk? Franklin asked peering at the jade statue.
“Interesting that you should ask” Eve said.
Franklin was already walking past and into his office so she picked it up and followed him with it.
“I don’t want it! Why are you following me with that?”
“Well sir” Eve said as the door closed behind her “Because it came from your son”
“Robert?! Then I definitely want nothing to do with it. It’s garbage, throw it away” Franklin said, color rising in his cheeks.
“That ungrateful son of a bitch…and I can say that you know, you’ve never met my second wife but let me tell you, she is a bitch” Franklin continued.
Eve held the statute close to her chest and therefore, failed to see the eyes light up. She was uncomfortable listening to a rant about the Reeves family but she kept her expression neutral.
“You know what…give me that thing!” Franklin made his way quickly to Eve with his hands out. “When I’m done smashing that piece of shit into a million pieces; you can call housekeeping to come and clean that shit up!”
Eve put the statue out at arm’s length knowing it would be snatched out and smashed on the floor but as Franklin’s hands touched the statue, green light erupted from the statue bathing the entire room in an emerald glow.
“AH!” Eve let out a quick scream and dropped the statue from her hands. Franklin had already jerked his own hands back so the statue fell toward the floor between them. Both of them stared wide eyed as the glowing figure headed for the hard wood floor.
Instead of breaking, it hit, bounced and came to rest on its side.
A high pitched squeal emanated from the statue which sounded like a tea kettle about to explode. Then, the noise and the light stopped.
Both of them were holding their breath and both blinked a few times realizing that the light and sound were gone and the room was back to normal.
“What’s going on? I don’t feel right” Eve said. She grimaced and pressed down against her stomach “I don’t feel good…” she shook her head making a few loose strands of her long blonde hair whip back and forth.
Franklin stood motionless a few feet away. He felt like he might throw up; he could feel his throat tightening and a sour taste flooded his mouth “I don’t either” he said quietly as his stomach flipped.
The statue began to glow; a low green light built up from deep inside of it, starting at the base but rising up until the whole thing brightened.
Eve slowly turned her head toward its unearthly radiance: She couldn’t look away and she realized her attention was drawn to the face of it when a bright flash of light passed over her.
Franklin had already been looking at the statue from where he stood; directly in front of the ugly genderless face. As the glow built up in intensity, he felt a deep instinctual feeling that something was about to happen “Oh My God” he said as a bright flash of light passed over him.
“Mr. Reeves?!” Eve yelled out suddenly afraid.
“Eve?!” Franklin responded in an unusually fearful voice.
They stood across from each other, the statue on its side in the middle of the floor still glowing a low lit and sickly green color.
Eve’s shoulders tensed and her muscles shook, her feet felt tight inside her black heels as her lips pursed down so thin and tight that they looked white even through her bright red lipstick.
Franklin’s eyes searched the room, darting around uncertainly looking for something that could never be found again. He sucked in a hitching breath of air and began to shrink.
Eve stood 5’8” and in her heels was almost an even match for her 6’ tall boss but he was quickly dropping below her sight line. “Mr. Reeves?! What’s happening?”
The lifetime of confidence and arrogance that Franklin Reeves had built up had left him in an instant. The business mogul stood motionless in shock as feelings of doubt and meekness washed over him. His eyes bulged and he shook with fear as he watched his young secretary suddenly grow larger in front of him while he felt his own strength draining away mysteriously.
Franklin felt his feet shift and slide forward inside his expensive black leather dress shoes. His socks stayed at the ends but his toes began to shrink down inside. His feet went next, shrinking down several sizes while his nails gained a light gloss of red nail polish on them.
Franklin’s legs atrophied, shrinking down, calves trimming and thighs changing shape. They rounded beneath the tailored gray suit pants, while slimming as well.
He was still shrinking at a fast pace; his socks were drooping as his calves thinned and his pants were pooling up on the floor over his shoes. Franklin looked up, a look of shock and fear on his face. His jaw worked up and down but no sound escaped his lips at the moment.
Franklin’s mind was a jumbled mess, emotions and thoughts crowded in and out, he had no idea what was going on but he did know one thing; he was very intimidated by the person before him.
Eve’s body was shaking, humming like a live wire as it built up a momentum. She could feel an overwhelming anticipation building up inside her to the point of explosion. She was tense and standing still, her arms and legs locked in place before she exhaled all the air from her lungs at once and began to grow.
“Holy Shit!” she exclaimed at the sudden feeling of release in her. All her muscles, all her being seemed to expand all at once.
She felt her toes press up against the ends of her shoes. They began to bunch up and her heels popped from the backs “Whoa!” she said wobbling unsteadily. After a brief second of suspension, her heels came down hard and pushed down he backs of her shoes.
Eve could still feel her feet moving and growing out of her expensive black heels “What the hell?” she said kicking off her shoes.
Standing flat footed, she was already taller than she had been in her heels but when she looked down and saw her feet, she gasped.
Her feet were growing and changing shape. Her toes were getting longer and turning bumpier. Her burgundy painted nails were losing their color and turning thicker and plain “Ew!” she said as a few black hairs popped out on the tops of her toes and on the tops of her big feet.
Eve lifted her toes and could see the changes to her body creeping up her legs. Her calf muscles popped out and grew thick as hairs now flew out of her legs “What the fuck?!” she said as she reached down and ran her hand over her lower leg; her previously smooth shins and calves were no more.
“Muh…Mr. Reeves?” she said cocking her head. Her long blonde hair fell over the left side of her face and she flipped it back and away.
“What?” Franklin squeaked out suddenly finding his voice and his ability to move. His hands began to slap at his loose clothes. He gripped his small thigh through his pants and began to stagger and stumble, nearly pitching over before he caught his balance though his look of bewilderment persisted.
Franklin was shrinking down from 6 feet tall to just 5 feet tall. His weight was decreasing just as much, halving from 200 pounds to 100. The waist of his pants began to gap and despite wearing a cinched belt, they were in danger of slipping off.
His hips were sliding out to a more feminine bend but he was so small that it didn’t matter. His ass rounded but actually got smaller behind him and as a sneeze hit him, his pants dropped.
Franklin made a grab for them but they were already halfway down his thighs when he caught them. His sleeves of his white shirt and gray suit jacket were already coming down over his hands making it harder to hold on, but it was the shock of seeing his smooth and skinny thighs that actually caused him to drop the pants.
Eve’s head was swimming seeing her boss reduced down like this. His pants were a mountain of heaped up clothes with two skinny legs sticking out of them. His shirt and jacket were coming down lower and covering him up again and it was with considerable effort that he freed himself.
Franklin finally tipped over, crashing to the ground and scrambling around, he managed to kick off his shoes, socks and pants but standing up did him no favors.
His hands went to his mouth and clamped down to suppress the scream that came from him.
Eve heard the muffled scream and saw the look of horror. Her own jaw dropped seeing what she saw “Oh My God” she couldn’t help saying upon seeing not just his thin legs but also his very small feet topped off with painted toe nails.
“What in the…” he finally managed to say “What’s happening to me?!” he lifted up his small toes as he staggered about. His hands went to his legs, feeling them up, running them up the insides of his smooth thighs. There were signs of age to his legs but yet, he didn’t recognize them despite having them as his own now.
Eve’s legs continued growing thicker and stronger. The soft roundness of her thighs disappeared as her legs morphed and changed into something entirely different.
Eve ran her hands up under her skirt and was confused as she felt thick corded muscular thighs with hair on them “It feels like a guy’s legs” she mumbled to herself.
Franklin’s eyes shot wide open “No!” he said looking at Eve and at himself “My legs are…they’re like a woman’s legs and if yours are…then we’re…”
“But you don’t look like me!” Eve said. “You’re way too short and my legs never looked like that”
“I’m saying that I’m turning into a woman and you’re turning into a man…not each other but…” he looked at the statue between them, still glowing its sickly green. “Robert’s behind this somehow”
But before he could say anything more, Eve saw Franklin’s face go pale white. His lips slowly parted and he stared off into the distance beyond her, stiff as a board.
Franklin’s penis had gone numb yet he could feel it moving; it was shrinking. His testicles were lifting up and inching closer and closer to his body. The skin on them smoothed and the hairs sucked in as the testicles themselves began to get smaller and smaller.
His hands went under his large shirt and slipped up the gapping leg hole of his boxers. Everything felt smaller in his hand, everything was getting smaller in his hand by the second. He cautiously cupped his testicles until; “They’re gone”
His penis was shrinking down and now his hand grasped it, he held on tightly but to avail as it too slipped through his fingers and back into his body. “Ah!”
Franklin’s was frantic, his hand moving around on nothing until, he suddenly felt something new. His skin shifted and reformed, a vagina was created and came forth. His finger slipped inside and felt the moisture as a whole new sensation then burst upon him.
“Oh God!” she shuddered and bent forward gasping for air as his clitoris came alive just at that moment. The barest of touches to it brought spine tingling sensations to his body and he yanked his hand away in horror.
Eve’s skirt had grown tight and fit awkwardly on her bulky legs. Her hips pulled inward and her ass deflated absolutely destroying her hourglass curves and her feminine form.
Her panties lifted and pulled taut in the front with her increased height. Her waist was spreading out threatening to tear them when she felt her stomach and abdominal muscles suddenly tense up. A warmth began to centralize in her lower abdomen and slowly spread outward, intensifying as it went.
While Eve could feel her fingers and toes tingle, the power of this was centered below. She unzipped her skirt and took it off, she swallowed hard at the first unfettered look at her legs, but it was the stirring in her panties that concerned her now.
Her pubic bone was pulsating and lifting up. By the time she pulled her panties down, everything was already in flux. Her skin was shifting and reshaping. She let out a quick shot of air as it reformed into a scrotum. Hairs popped out as two testicles descended from inside of her and into it. They grew larger and larger as they tracked down and hung down.
She grit her teeth as her clitoris slipped down and changed into the head of her new penis. Flesh built up and out as it grew long and thick and straight out in excitement. 8 inches long and throbbing, it pulsated attached to Eve now forever.
“Oh…oh. My. God.” Eve barely got the words out she was so shocked to see the lower half of her body. She wanted to scream but knew she couldn’t bring attention to herself or to Mr. Reeves in his current condition.
Eve’s hands hovered over her dick as it stood at attention. She both did and didn’t want to touch it.
To the now 5 foot tall Franklin, Eve’s new addition was very close to him and making him very uncomfortable now that she had one and he no longer did.
Franklin shrugged his shoulders violently shaking off his suit coat. His shirt hung on him, the sleeves covered his hands and the neck hole gaping as his tie hung ridiculously down low between his legs, mocking him silently.
His stomach, already smaller, softened. His chest, back, and torso all shuddered as they contracted inward even further, making him positively tiny.
Small breasts began to form up on his narrow chest. His nipples puffed out and then pushed out into a 32B that sagged in accordance with his 50 years of age.
Franklin’s shoulders rounded and as his arms thinned down to skinny, he lifted them up and out, the barest ends of his fingertips were all that were poking out from the immense sleeves.
His hands were shrinking down as well and just as he saw slight fingernails come out, they shrank down too small and disappeared up into the sleeves.
Franklin dropped his arms to his sides in exasperated shock.
Eve’s chest now surged and grew larger, bulking up into a muscled masculine torso. Her back muscles rippled and her shoulders popped up and out. Her thin silk blouse tore straight down the middle and then again as her arms bulged and became muscular.
“AH!” Eve sucked in a gasping scream as her pendulous 34E breasts began to quiver and reduce down; pulling up and in and back into her body. She could feel muscle replacing fat as power built up as her size reduced.
Hair popped out as her breasts vanished from her body, just becoming pectoral muscles on her increasingly male physique. Her useless bra strained across her increased size, the cups empty under her torn blouse.
Eve flexed her arms, she heard additional rips and tears in her shirt sleeves as the cuffs rose up and her hands changed. Rough patches and callouses appeared as her fingers thickened and her nails pulled back and became less cared for in appearance; man hands.
Eve could feel her face tingling. She put her hands up and ran them over her cheeks. Her eyes widened again as she felt stubble breaking through her high, round and smooth cheeks. As she dropped her hand, she hit a new surprise; her Adam’s apple.
Eve swallowed as she watched Franklin’s face change and morph into an entirely different face.
His lips pursed down and harder lines etched in at the corners. His chin and jaw sank back and weakened as his entire face seemed to shimmy as it shrunk down. His cheeks rose up into high and round cheeks as his nose thinned down. His bright eyes narrowed and dimmed to a shade of pale blue.
Franklin’s short dark brown hair began to grow out. A mixture of gray and light brown spread out and grew down to his shoulders as he stared back in awe at Eve.
Eve’s lips thinned as well as her chin and jaw grew out, jutting into a strong and forward position that made her entire head shimmy as it grew larger and thicker. Her cheeks spread out as her nose grew wider. Her bright blue eyes narrowed and her eyelashes thinned as her eyebrows thickened. Her forehead widened as her blonde hair began to lift up and darken.
Up it came until it styled itself into a man’s cut. Even her ears change shape as they grew larger and popped her earring out as the piercing holes closed up.
Franklin began to pant and breathe fast and ragged as Eve stumbled back trying to keep her footing.
The statue between them had stopped glowing and Franklin rushed forward and picked it up.
“Touch…” he began and stopped. A look of shock on his feminine face “Is that my voice?” he asked shaking his head and feeling his hair fly around “Just touch it again…we touched it and it changed us. Touch it again and we can change back”
Eve towered over Franklin but she was also in shock and put her hand out obediently.
As her finger came in contact, the statue turned jet black.
Their eyes widened in shock as the high pitched whistling sound returned with a vengeance and both of them winced against the soul piercing sound.
Their hands flew back and the statue fell back to the ground once again.
Franklin looked down as his shirt began to shrink. The white dress shirt was pulling up and in and his white undershirt was changing as well. It came up tight on his small breasts and changed into a bra, holding them and hoisting them up. His red necktie puffed out into a scarf that tied around his neck as his shirt changed into a white blouse.
His gray suit jacket shrank down on the floor and in the blink of an eye popped onto his thin frame as a woman’s jacket.
“What?!” he managed to say as his socks thinned and elongated, coming together on the floor and then <pop> onto his legs as a pair of pantyhose.
Franklin tugged and pulled and swatted at them as his gray suit pants shrank and fused together into a gray skirt that before he knew it was around his waist and came down to just below his knees.
His size 12 men’s oxford loafers now shrank down to a pair of size 7 black 1 ½ “ heels that suddenly appeared on his small feet.
He put his hands and arms out as he felt a tickling sensation on his face as makeup appeared and his hair was swept up and pulled into an efficient bun at the back of his head.
Eve was stunned, too stunned to move as her panties morphed into boxers and her bra began to spread out into a white undershirt. Her torn blouse grew larger and repaired itself as it turned into a crisp white dress shirt. A dark blue tie appeared and spun around her neck as her discarded skirt changed into a pair of black pants that popped onto her long legs. Black socks appeared out of nowhere just before her heels grew out and changed into a pair of men’s size 13 dress shoes and came onto her feet.
Both were speechless as the statue let out one last flash, and vanished.
“Mr. Reeves” Franklin found himself saying to the man before him.
Eve’s jaw dropped as she replied “Yes Miss Lansing”
Frances Lansing, 50 years old and longtime faithful secretary to the Reeves family stood before her boss.
25 year old Adam Reeves blinked taking in the new reality that had settled upon them. “Will my sister Abigail be joining me in the conference room?”
“Yes sir as will Robert of course” Frances found herself saying to a dawning horror.
“Of course he would be, this is his corporation” Adam replied.
Just then, Reeves CEO Robert Reeves stepped into his younger brother’s office suite “I thought I heard my name” he chuckled. “You’re looking well Miss Lansing”
Frances stared. Robert Reeves was now the owner and CEO or the vast fortune and conglomeration of companies that made up Reeves Inc. He was joined on the Board by his two younger siblings Abigail and Adam. Instead of building this company up for the last thirty years, Frances was now regarded as one of the most valuable secretaries the place had ever known. Robert joked that “she knows more about this place than me”.
Abigail, standing tall and stunningly beautiful in her black skirt, heels and white blouse appeared in the doorway “The Fujimoto delegation has arrived; we need to get downstairs”
“Frances…make sure everything is set up in the conference room then assemble our stenographers and let the legal team know as well” Robert said with a knowing look in his eye.
Frances’ mind screamed but all she could say was “Of course sir”
Adam straightened his tie as Abigail errantly touched the bottom of her hair.
Robert smirked “The Corporation is mine, my asshole father and bitch sister are out of the way permanently…given new roles you might say more befitting of their personalities” he thought to himself as they stepped out. “I think this is going to be a good day”