I admit the financial crisis hit me hard. After all, I had invested all I owned in hedge funds, and I lost it all.Now, however, I believe it was all for the best.
A friend of me told me about Magic Maids, a company that paid very well for services rendered.
I would definitely be able to keep my flat and my car, she said. There was even health insurance included.
I found it hard to believe that house cleaning could pay that well, but I had nothing to lose, so I signed the dotted line. In blood.
Yeah, I found that a little bit unnerving as well, but not as scary as what happened next.
I fell to the floor in painful spasms, and found my body shrinking, reshaping, and bulging in places no man's body should bulge.
I let out a high pitched girlish scream when my dick dissapeared and was replaced by a very feminine snatch.
However, it did not take long before I came to my senses.
I love this job! I am Jane now.
I can dress up sexy.
The high class clientel tip well, especially if I do more than strut around in my maid's uniform and dust. I nearly always do -- more I mean.
I just love to see how the men react to my hair and my lips, and my petite body. The women too, I might add. I haven't completely forgotten my old preferences.
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This one is for Tomlin89.
