Alex felt a strange mix of satisfaction and deep anger as he cleaned the dripping cum from his toned thighs and pulled the tight blue tube dress back down over his ass.

A few hours earlier, he had been the tyrannical manager of the store, micromanaging every shelf, every promotion, and publicly humiliating his employees, especially the women. 

Abigail was the newest hire, a stunning platinum blonde with a southern charm she used to draw in customers. She was also a former sorceress trying to leave that world behind and live normally, now working as a floor model showing products to mostly male clients.

Alex had been relentless with her, criticizing her wardrobe, telling her to show more skin and “use those twins better,” saying her sales numbers weren’t good enough. 

On the big sale day, after the pre-opening meeting, he asked her to stay behind.

He tried to blackmail her: sleep with him or lose her job.

Abigail played along, making out with him while hiding her disgust. When he finally had her bent over the meeting table, dress hiked up and tits pressed against the wood, she moved her hands in rapid, intricate patterns that looked like sign language.

Suddenly the world shifted.

Abigail was now standing behind her own bent-over body, a hard cock already pressed against the wet entrance. She grinned wickedly.

“Let’s see how you like this for a performance review, Alex!”

She thrust deep inside her former pussy. Alex barely had time to process the sudden swap before overwhelming feminine pleasure flooded his new body. Abigail fucked her old body with raw, vengeful hunger, pounding hard until she came with a deep groan, filling her former womb with cum.

She spanked the ass that used to be hers and leaned down to whisper, “You better meet your sales target today, ‘Abi’… if you want your body back.”

Then she straightened her clothes, smiled, and walked out of the room, leaving Alex, now trapped in Abigail’s sexy body, bent over the table, dress still hiked up, cum dripping down his thighs.