John's office was as stuffy and pretentious as he was, filled with dark wood and leather-bound books. I rolled my eyes as I entered, already regretting my decision to take this job.
"You look good enough to eat, Jess," John said, leering at me from behind his desk. He was always so predictable, always so full of himself.
I handed him the file he'd asked for, trying to ignore the way his eyes raked over my body. "Here's the report you asked for, Mr. Smith."
He took the file and set it aside, never taking his eyes off of me. "I'm sure it's excellent, just like everything you do." He winked at me, and I clenched my fist, trying to control my anger.
I had had just about enough of his crap. But I had a secret weapon, a ring of power that I'd found in an old bookstore. I had no idea if it would work, but I was willing to try anything at this point.
I reached into my pocket and pulled out the ring, slipping it onto my finger. "I'll show you a little fun, alright."
John's eyes widened as he felt a strange sensation, and I smirked as I saw his vision blur. He looked down and saw that he was now in my body, and I was in his.
"What the hell is going on?" he gasped, his mind racing.
I grinned, enjoying the look of shock on his face. "I put a little spell on you, John. You're in my body now, and I'm in yours."
He glared at me, but there was a hint of fear in his eyes. "This isn't over, Jess. I'll find a way to change back."
I laughed. "I'm sure you will, John. But until then, enjoy the view from down here." I turned and walked out of the room, leaving him standing there, stunned and confused.
It was about time he learned what it was like to be a woman in this man's world. And I was going to enjoy every minute of it.
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