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Stories about powerful men/boys being manipulated and bullied into becoming sexy women.
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Chapter #5

Her hands stroke, your shirt hunting for the fi...

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Your breathing shudders, as your chest is far more sensitive than you thought possible. Akie smiles indulgently, "Don't worry, you won't grow udders like Westerners prefer. You'll be petite, slender and obedient."

Your head remains locked in position, forcing your eyes to follow her as she walks around. It's hard to tell, she looks taller. A half-swallowed sigh escapes, as you realise it's you who's shrunk to nearer her height.

"Soon, you'll be free from the burden of these choices. I can negotiate properly with the brains of the operation, rather than the face."

She tilts her head, looking your features over for the subtle changes you feel. Nerves firing, as your face shifts. You can't see the changes, but you suspect that you're becoming more feminine... probably less western, too.

"I can see the young woman you'll become." Her smile softening the blow.

"You'll be pretty, without being too sexual. Life won't be easy, as a woman, for you. The expectation will be different too. You'll have a more defined, more limited role. No longer 'King of the World', not even the power behind the throne. Soon you'll be just another cog in the machine."

As Akie paces back and forth, you realise she's taller than you now. Her bearing more confident, while you feel more vulnerable and exposed. You can feel the chill air on your legs, the hem of a skirt against your smooth thighs.

Your eyes widen as that hem rises higher, your socks long ago transformed into stockings, the top now peaking from beneath the skirt that clings so tightly.

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Tom Black, no more

Akie looks you over, with amusement.

"Now you look more right for your assignment. Sakura."

The hold snaps, and you can move once more. You realise your ankles ache, force into a painful arch by the size of the heel! Despite that, Akie is still taller than you.

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You try to cover more, pulling the skirt lower. The opposite seems to happen as it rides higher. As promised you aren't blessed with curves. But, your body is slim, your legs coltish. No-one will mistake you as a man.

While Akie looks positively tomboyish in her pant suit.

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Akie Yamamoto

Not just that, but she looks like a manager, while you now look like her secretary or PA. Your outfit just not as office appropriate, Akie looks the part.

"I think that Mr. Tom Black, like Black Inc. will be part of the past."

You can't see the least familiar trace of yourself in the polished surface of your heavy mahogany desk. Only the wide-eyed fear of the young woman peering in shock and disbelief at her reflection.

"Sakura Honda." Blinking and blankly stunned, you accept your new name.
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