Wayne was driving home from work, stuck in the same bumper to bumper traffic.
As he sat in traffic he saw the bill board. It was the usual college advertisement, a bunch of college age boys and girls sitting around on the grass of some campus having a good conversation. He didn't remember the name of the college, just the comment " Think different".
He sat in traffic for a bit and looked up at the sign again, but this time it had a beautiful blonde looking at him. No he'd swear she was now pointing at him, and then she was motioning for him to come to her. The traffic began to move and the person behind him honked. He started driving and looked up, and it was the college kids again. "Wow that was weird," he thought.
He went home and things seem to go as usual, till he went to sleep. He dreamed that he saw the girl again, and she was in his house. she was motioning for him to come to the bathroom. He got up out of bed, and followed her to the bath room. She motioned for him to look in the mirror. He did and saw, not himself, but the blonde girl and her twin. He woke up with a start. "whoa, what the hell."
He went back to sleep. Morning came, he got up and started his usual routine. but for some reason, that he couldn't explain, as he was shaving, he shaved his legs. He got out of the shower, and was drying himself off, when he noticed he had shaved his legs. He shook his head to himself, wondering what was going on.. He left for work.
At work things were a typical day, except for some reason a couple of people called him Jessica,
then caught themselves. He knew there was a girl at the office by that name and his name was Jessie.
So maybe a simple mistake.
Work was done and he could head home. He knew a long slow trip as traffic sucked again. stopped in the same place. There was the sign again. a bunch of college kids, and there was the girl again. Smiling at him, motioning at him. "What was she saying?"
He smiled back, and she blew him a kiss, then the horn honked again. "Oh crap"
"Maybe I had need to eat better." so he had a salad, and a glass of white wine. Watched a little tube then went to bed.
The dream started just like last time. He saw her and followed her into the bathroom. She motioned to look in the mirror, which he did. She took her hands and caressed her butt, and kept doing so till he did the same. She smiled at him and continued on for a while as she saw that he was enjoying himself. She then moved up to her breasts and caressed them too. He figured that he should follow
suite. Wow, he didn't realize how sensitive his nipples were. She was smiling at him to the point where she was almost laughing, she looked so happy. He smiled too. She was gone. He woke up in his bed, caressing his chest, but a little disappointed that his nipples weren't as sensitive as they were a few seconds ago.
He went back to sleep, but tossed and turned. Morning came again and he again went through his usual routine. This time though when he was washing, he noticed that his nipples were now sensitive were a few minutes ago they weren't, and wait, could he feel that he was getting breasts. "this is too weird."
He was getting dressed, and pulling up his pants when he noticed that his pants were catching on his
butt.
Oh my, this is just getting more and more strange.
He went to work and it was the same as yesterday. every one called him Jessica, but today no one corrected them self.
The something really weird happened. He was walking to go to a meeting when he heard, "cute butt Jessica." "What ?"
He was tired from a night of poor sleep and thought he would go the bathroom and splash some water on his face. He went to the sink and was going to splach water on his face when he saw his reflection,
"What the hell, how did my hair get that long?" He stood up, it was down to his shoulders. "Oh my God."
He leaned in to splash water on his face when a thought went through his head. "What will this do to my mascara.? "What? But I'm not wearing mascara. Am I?" He looked closely. "Wait, where did that come from?"
He decided against splashing water on his face, and was just getting ready to leave, when a man walked in and said, " Jessica, aren't you supposed to be in the ladies room?"
"What? Oh yeah, sorry I was in a hurray and didn't look."
He left and then went into the ladies room. Some one there said, "Jessica, aren't you suppose to be giving a presentation now?"
"Yes, I'm just a little nervous and don't feel myself at the moment."
"I can understand that. It is a large account and you're the first women to take an account like that.
What would some guy know about women's clothing? Good luck."
"Thanks, I think I'm going to need it."
" You go girl"
He stood back looking at himself in the mirror. He saw the reflection of the girl from his dreams, but she was wearing white blouse, showing a discrete amount of cleavage, a blue skirt that was mid thigh and matching heels. He straightened his blouse and skirt out. "Okay Jessica, lets go give them hell"
The presentation went well, actually went great. He was told to go to the bosses office tomorrow.
He went home that night, or should we say, she went home that night, but instead of business as
usual she spent some time finding that the clothes he had were had been changed into women's. Of course he did some checking to see that she was all girl every where.
That night he dreamed of the girl again. She motioned for him to come to her. He got up and she just gave him a loving embrace, and she vanished into him.
The next day he was called into the bosses office.
"Jessica, I'm wondering. You did such a great job with women's clothing line. And I think you are the person for this job. How would you like to start out our new line of women's sex toys. We feel that there is a market for this, and think the company can make a better bottom line if we pursue it. What do you think?"
Eyes very wide, " Oh sure I think I can handle that."
That night on the way home he saw the sign again, this time his blonde friend was standing wiggling her butt in a pair of panties that he knew he a pair on just like them.
"Yeah, I know, think differently."
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