Sexretary

Sam didn't know what to say to this either or how to answer her, she was right of course about him not being able to return to work as his current self after being fired, and he knew that she'd seen the contents of his computer which meant she'd seen his large numbers of photos and movies of transsexuals and shemales and knew he must be curious about that sort of thing. Still Sam held back a little longer, the situation was so strange and uncomfortable he really didn't know what to do at all.

"It's not like you have any other work options, particularly after the sort of reference I could give you," Jemma continued sternly, "You have to pay the rent somehow."

Maybe it was Jemma's stern, commanding but reasonable arguments that came out almost like commands. Maybe it was Sam's own curiosity and sexual urges from the frankly arousing situation. Maybe it was Helena's sexy, suggestive and encouraging smiles. Maybe it was the amount of cocktails he had drank earlier. Sam didn't entirely know the reason why or how it had happened, but half an hour later he found himself totally stripped naked by the two women who were shaving off all of his body hair. It was certainly an odd and unusual situation to find himself in but Sam couldn't help, in amongst slight feelings of shame, but be a little turned on by it. Jemma was, as always, controlling, serious and business like as she directed both him and Helena with what they were doing while Helena was light and giggly, seeming to see the whole thing as a big joke.

With the help of the two women, neither of whom was reacting like the situation was as strange as Sam was thinking it was, Sam slipped into the sexy lingerie and Helena filled the cups of his bra with some very convincing prosthetic breasts. Having dressed fully in the sexy girlie outfit that Jemma had laid out, Sam oddly began to feel more comfortable. There was something about the new-found smoothness of his skin and the silky soft sexy underwear that was both arousing and strangely natural.