Corporate Plaything (His Executive Gender Swap Book 1)
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Ever since Edward Sharpe was fired from his job by the alpha billionaire business owner Jack Grayson, Edward has had to juggle two humiliatingly low-wage jobs just to make his rent and not get kicked out onto the street. It drives him crazy that he has to work and sweat for pennies while beautiful women, like his college friend Lisa, seem to get everything in life handed to them on a silver platter while flouncing around town with men like Jack.
When Edward stumbles into a mysterious magic shop one night and makes a wish that his life could be just as easy as Lisa’s, he wakes up the next morning with some very unexpected results! Now he’s trapped in the body of an amazingly hot, 20-something year-old girl, and has no idea what to do about it. It’s not exactly what he had in mind, and even worse is that as far as he can tell he’s stuck like this! With no identification, no appropriate clothes, and no idea how to be a woman, he needs to figure something out fast if he’s going to make rent this month.
Fortunately for him, his next-door neighbor Addison has a few bright ideas to help him make money while he figures out how to get his old body back…
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“Well, go on,” she said. Explain to me why this gorgeous blonde chick sitting there in Edward’s underwear is really Edward and not some crazy girl he banged last night.”
Edward blushed again as the idea of getting banged by someone, by a man, flitted briefly across his consciousness. His nipples hardened again. Stop that, he told himself. You need to tell her what’s going on.
By the time he’d finished his story and answered all of the many questions Addison had to prove it was really him, her demeanor had totally changed. She looked more awed that skeptical now.
“Wow,” she said, peering at him closely. “It really is you in there. Weird stuff. So, uh… what are you going to do now?”
“Do?” he asked, his voice rising into an embarrassing crescendo. “Do? I have no idea what I’m going to do! I’m hoping this just wears off and I get back to my normal life soon, and in the meantime I’m freaking out because I have no idea how to be a girl and no idea what to do and I’m going to lose my job and get kicked out of my apartment and everything is wrong!”
Addison’s mouth dropped open, and Edward realized he’d stood up during his tirade. His hands were clenched and he swallowed gulp after gulp of air, confused by the torrent of emotions assaulting him. He could feel tears coming, barely held back at the corners of his eyes, and he burned with shame. Why would you start crying, damn it? It was this stupid hormonal body. Everything seemed to feel more intense than it had when he was guy.
Suddenly Addison was at his side, lowering him back down to the couch, stroking his hair, one strong, supple arm thrown around his shoulders. “Shh, honey, shh. It’ll be okay. I hate to see a pretty face get so worked up like that. I’ll help you out. Don’t worry. And I’m sure whatever weird magic is happening here will all wear off soon enough.” Addison’s touch and soothing voiced calmed him, and his breathing quieted. It felt so good when Addison stroked his hair like that, and he reflexively leaned over and put his head on the taller girl’s shoulder.
“There you go, baby,” she murmured. “Everything will be okay. Come on. We need to get you some proper clothes while you’re stuck like this. I’m a little taller than you, but you look like you’re about a size 2. I probably have something that will fit you.”
Edward followed her into her bedroom where she sat down on the bed and gestured toward him. “Well, strip down. It’s okay. We’re all girls here, right?”
“I’m not a girl,” Edward protested, but his protest squeaked into an octave a man never would have been able to manage, and Addison just smirked at him.
“Whatever you say, sexy.”
He repeated his act from the bathroom that morning, pulling off his t-shirt and boxers, and stood before her naked, hands covering his large breasts. His cheeks burned with embarrassment. Her repeated pet names for him were starting to make him feel a little strange, and he started wondering what she was thinking. She’s not into men. She’s just helping me because she’s a friend, he told himself. The way she was staring at him, thinly-veiled hunger burning in her eyes, suggested otherwise, though.
“Well?” he asked, trying to ignore the obvious pleasure she was taking from this. “What do you think? Do you have anything I can borrow until this wears off?”
Addison tapped her lip as she studied him. “I think… I think I have a slight change of plans. You need to be at work at 9am, right?”
“Work?” Edward sputtered. “I can’t go to work like this! I was hoping you could think of a way to get me out of it.”
Addison tsked and shook her head. “No, you said it yourself earlier. You can’t afford to lose this job. And they don’t know whether you’re a boy or a girl showing up, do they?”
With a sinking feeling in his stomach, Edward realized she was right. Calling in sick would just get him fired, but the temp jobs never checked his license. They just asked for his work number, preferred name, and the agency he was with and sent him off to do whatever assignments were needed that day. I’m going to have to go out in public like this.
“So here’s the thing,” Addison continued, rising up from the bed to walk over toward Edward. She moved his hands away from his breasts, placing them at his sides, and ran her hands over his shoulders and his hips, studying him with a practiced eye that was still half-teasing. She was really enjoying this. “I do have some work clothes that would fit your cute little body, I think. A silk blouse, a designer pencil skirt.” She arched an eyebrow. “I think you’re going to need a pair of my heels too, if you want anyone to take you seriously. You look like you’re 22, so you’re going to need the added height.”
