Jon entered the office of Vincent Steel and closed the door his capris now stretched tightly against his hips and ass. As he sauntered towards his boss, his thighs began to fill out as well, until Jon's lower half looked like that of a grown woman, save the slight bulge Mikey noticed at Jon's crotch.
Mikey turned his attention to Mr. Steel, a distinguished looking man in his early fifties. Mikey had remembered him from when he visited the house a few months ago, with his wife and a daughter a few years older than Mikey. After a moment Mikey realized that Steel was also the one who slapped Jon's but on the way in. He stood as Jon approached, and Jon wrapped his arms around the older man and planted a kiss on his lips. Mikey gave a cry of alarm, drawing a few glances from his classmates but his wish preventing any of them from interfering.
While it was bad enough watching the still quite male Jon kiss his male boss, Mikey was old enough to realize the implications. After all, both Mikey's mother and Mr. Steel were married! Had Mikey's real mother also been having an affair, or was this somehow a side effect of the altered reality?
Once they were done kissing, Jon and Mr. Steel exchanged knowing looks and then quickly disengaged. "Is that all you called me over here for?" Jon said, in his new feminine voice.
"No, but it certainly was welcome," Steel replied. "My wife's going out of town to visit the in laws with Julia this weekend, and a friend just lent me his yacht. Are you available then?"
"Oh, I'm sure I might be able to run into an unavoidable business trip," Jon said with a giggle, "You know how my boss relies on me for everything."
"Indeed I do. Perhaps this trip might also require some evening wear?"
"But of course. It'll have to wait until after lunch, however, Mikey has a soccer game."
"Ever the dutiful mother, I see."
"You into that? I'm sure we can work that into our evening somewhere..."
Disgusted, Mikey wished for a mute button to the television and quickly used it. The couple bantered a bit longer, than parted ways. Jon returned to his desk, his gait now exuding femininity. He checked a small mirror to make sure nothing was mussed up. Mikey noticed his eyes were a bit larger now, the lashes thicker and darker, but Jon himself noticed nothing unusual and returned to his work.
