I got back home from a long day at work. It was already dark out and honestly, I was ready for bed. I got into work early and got home late. My job had given me the day off tomorrow. I was going to sleep in tonight. I pulled off my tie and unbuttoned the collar of my shirt. I took my suitcoat off and placed it over a chair. I pulled my shirt tails out of my pants and unbuckled my belt. I pulled out my belt and slipped off my shoes. I took off my pants revealing my boxers. I stumbled into bed.
I was perfectly comfortable on my bed. Part of me wondered about my wrinkled shirt, then a bigger part of me said just screw it. I rubbed my face and pulled back my hair with my hand. As I was getting sleepier and sleepier, I started to think about something I saw at work. I saw women happy while they were working. I saw men struggling to get their work done like me and bosses that came by to yell at them. For the girls, I watched them get five different things done and the bosses came by to flirt with them, not yell at them.
I have noticed during my breaks, that men were miserable and the girls were attentive and laughing with each other. I remember looking down at my boring black suit and tie and seeing the girl’s colorful dresses. I could only think of what my boss would say, walking into work with a different color suit, he would think I was crazy. The same was true with my hair. It was boring too. The same short cut every time. No respectable guy could have long hair. I was just totally romanced by how comfortable the women were at work and bitter about how the guys including myself, had to struggle just to get through a day.
I know what you are thinking. Women have it harder than guys in the workplace. But there was recently a job interview and more women than men were picked for the positions because of trying to create a quote unquote diverse work environment. There was also a strict policy at our job regarding harassment. While many jobs made of had problems this one was great for the girls. Sure, there was lower pay possibly but a very comfortable environment for them. There were even help services at our job specifically for women. I went out of my way to ask for the men’s services and they said there were none.
I thought how great it would be, to get a taste of that. I am sure it was no where near as sugarcoated as I was making it but I was completely romanced by it now. I thought maybe, just maybe, if I had been born a little differently.
I had a headboard on my bed with some books and knick knacks on it. As I was adjusting to head to sleep. A wooden carved shoe fell off the headboard and onto me. It took me by surprise but I had remembered we used to playfully talk that it granted wishes. My family always joked about it and no one ever took it seriously. Apparently, it was supposed to grant one wish and then go to another family member mysteriously. Come to think of it, I don’t even know how it got here. It spooked me a little bit but then I playfully wished to be one of those office girls. I laughed and let it fall to the floor.
The next day, I woke up and my chest felt heavy. My hair felt like it had a lot more volume to it. I adjusted my throat. It was sore but it felt different. My boxers also felt weird, in fact they did not feel like boxers anymore. My shirt also felt tighter. Also, for some reason, my legs felt like they had something stretchy covering them and they were a little itchy. My feet were also killing me. It felt like had walked on stilts the whole day. I adjusted myself on my bed. My room felt bigger and so did the bed. As my eyes came into focus, my brown and black décor was gone and red and pink décor had taken its place.
I started to become scared and confused. It was then that I finally came back to that weight on my chest. I looked down and saw two mounds sticking out of my now tiny dress shirt. I reached underneath and confirmed what they were as I held them in my hands. I then quickly pulled up my shirt to see a pair of white silk panties underneath. I checked my legs and found that they had pantyhose wrapped around them. Then I finally checked my head to find a hornet’s nest of hair on top. I started to let out a gasp and then noticed the higher tone of my voice.
I was getting ready to freak out and then I thought about the wish I made. I quickly looked around for the wooden shoe and it was gone. I sat in my bed for a little while and came to terms that I was going to embrace this. I wanted this and I got what I asked for so, I decided to keep going with it. I pulled off my panty hose, because apparently, I now owned panty hose. I then I realized I had to go to the bathroom. I was kind of excited and anxious at the same time. I wanted to hold it in, I was going to hold it in. Then I dashed for the bathroom. This was it. I looked at the toilet. I took a deep breath, I pulled down my underwear and sat down. Then I tried going for a natural push and it worked. I smiled as I felt relief.
I pulled my underwear back up and went to the mirror. I looked like a wreck. My mascara and lipstick were smeared on my face, I guess I really did crash last night. I reached to grab some toilet paper then I noticed wet napkins in a container that said they were for make up clean up. I shrugged and pulled one out and started wiping my face with it. It worked really well.
I pulled my hair back and found a scrunchy to hold it in place. I went to my new room and looked at my new wardrobe. I owned no pants. This left me with a smile on my face. Finally, some variety. I noticed a lot of black skirts but a lot of nice work dresses too. But it was my day off. I pulled out a really colorful and fun floral dress. I was going to go for a walk and enjoy the fresh air at the park. I barely did anything out the door. I sprayed fruity body spray in my arm pits and in my hair. I slipped on some comfortable sandals and headed outside.
It was a little apartment in the city. The elevator was down so I used the stairs and quickly made my way down. I got smiles from all the guys I as I walked past them. I had finally looked in a window and saw that I had a really cute face. I gained confidence and it really made me smile. Also, the more I smiled the more guys noticed me, which naturally made me smile a little bit more. The sun felt great and the air was crisp and fresh. The park was very close to my apartment and when I got there it was gorgeous. As a guy I would have stayed home and watched tv. But as a girl I felt more adventurous, at least as this girl I did. As I walked, I noticed all the kids playing in the park and people playing with their dogs. It naturally brought a smile to my face.
I saw a stand selling fruit smoothies, I thought that sounded good. I reached into my… I realized for the first time that I did not have any pockets, also that I did not lock my apartment door. The man smiled and handed me a small drink on the house. I promised him I would come back again. I went back to my apartment and remembered you needed a key to get inside. I waited around, until a guy came. “Did you get locked out?” “Yup, does not happen to me too often” “I get you, I have done it a couple of times myself” I noticed that I felt strangely attracted to him. Then I realized, I am a girl duh… “I think I have seen you before, I think we might be neighbors.” I blushed, I looked at him with a cute smile. “I am surprised I have not noticed you before” He smiled back, opened the door and we walked upstairs together. Something tells me, we were going to be visiting each other a lot more and I was going to enjoy every minute of it.
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