James was happy. He’d got a new job at last, with a solicitors in the city, as a receptionist.

He had aced the interview; he’d been respectful, polite and only spoke when he was asked questions. The lady interviewing him had also been amazed that she had actually been able to read his writing…

When he got there, however, he was directed through to a back room.

He was still wondering what was going on when he felt a sting in his neck…

He awoke seated at what he presumed was his new desk.

The ivory blouse was a real surprise; so was the short, knee length black leather skirt. Then he saw the bumps under the blouse, and the fact there wasn’t one in the skirt…

“What the hell…?”

He stopped talking, amazed at his new higher pitched voice.

At the same time, his boss came out of the office.

“Ah! Jamie, you’re awake. Good, I need you to take some dictation for me…”

James indignantly snapped back “What the hell’s going on!”

“We’ve just got you ready for work, Jamie. Don’t be stupid. You read the job requirements when you signed them. There is the clause about you being dressed to my exact requirements.”

“This!?”, Jamie cried, indicating himself.

“I insisted to management that I wanted a female PA. Problem was, you were the only PA that was remotely suitable as far as the job was concerned. So, you were converted.”

“Converted!”, Jamie yelled. “Is this what you call this? I’m a damn woman, now!”

“That’s right”, his boss said, completely matter-of-factly. “I own this business. What I want, I get. So, if I say that I want the best PA I can find, but I want her as a woman, that’s what the firm has given me. You.”

“Fuck this!”, said Jamie. “You can shove your job where the sun doesn’t shine. I’m out of here.”

Before anyone could stop her, Jamie stormed out, down the stairs and left the building, not picking up anything except the purse, which something had made her grab.

In the purse was her flat keys, and the money that she had previously had in her wallet, as well as new ID and bank cards showing her as ‘Ms Jamie Harrison’.

As soon as he got back to the flat, he was on the phone to the police…

Upset and near to tears, he phoned his sister, Rebecca. She said she’d be straight over. She could tell from the way ‘her’ voice sounded that something was terribly wrong.

Jamie let her in.

“Hi, who are you? I was expecting my brother…”, Rebecca said. She then looked closer. “James…?”

“Hi, Sis”, Jamie said. “Look what they’ve done to me!”

Jamie cried herself out on her sister’s shoulder…

The police tried to help, but they’d never had a case like it before. As James had never committed a crime, they didn’t have his fingerprints on file; they couldn’t prove that ‘Jamie’ was telling the truth. They only had his and his sister’s word to go on.

Rebecca took Jamie to the hospital accident and emergency, telling them what had happened. The doctors were incredulous, but checks proved that Jamie was a quite normal woman.

“How did they change me so quickly…?”, Jamie asked.

“Quickly?”, Rebecca said. “You’ve been out of touch for a month…”

Jamie had been kept sedated all that time whilst her ‘alterations’ healed…

Rebecca just hugged her as she started crying again…

The doctors apologised, but there was nothing they could do. If they had got to ‘her’ sooner, then maybe; now she was a perfectly healthy woman. Trying to change her back would be risky at best, possibly fatal…

“Guess we’re going shopping for women’s clothes”, said Rebecca…

The only outfit Jamie owned was her office wear. She hadn’t even got a coat to go over it, and she was really getting cold.

Meanwhile, back at the solicitors, the boss was furious.

“How dare she say ‘No’ to me!”, she said. “Doesn’t she know who I am?”

One of the other staff, risking being strangled on the spot, delicately pointed out that the ‘cooling off’ probationary period for new staff only started when they had sat at their desk for their first working day, not the ‘preparation’ time.

Jamie had been perfectly within her rights to quit…

The bosses reply wasn’t printable…

Rebecca helped Jamie go shopping, using the size labels in her office clothes as a guide. Once she had a couple of sets of casual wear, Jamie quickly stripped off the office clothing and threw it in a black bag. It was the first time she had seen herself completely naked as a woman. She had kept the underwear on at the hospital.

“Wow. I wasn’t expecting it to be this good”, she said. She was getting turned on by her own reflection…

“When you’re quite finished playing with yourself, get some clothes on!”, called Rebecca from the other room.

Sheepishly, Jamie got dressed and came back into the lounge.

She and Rebecca then tried to work out what to do next…