A Taste of His Own Medicine

[Kripto]

Dale Johnson smirked as Stephanie, his former secretary, came walking back into his office with her head held low. It looked like she was coming to beg for her old job back. She had some nerve after she’d filed a complaint against him with HR for sexual harrassment. It was valid. He slapped and groped her ass every chance he got. But it was her word against his, and he was the one in the position of power. Looks like she’d finally learned her place. He hoped she’d grovel some though. Or maybe he could talk her into finally sleeping with him. He was confused though as she held out a length of rope to him. “Will you tie my hands behind my back please?” she asked sweetly. “What?” he laughed. “I mean, sure. I didn’t know you had a kinky side.” She giggled, but Dale noticed it seemed forced. “Can you make sure it’s nice and tight, sir?” He loved it when she called him sir, but he loved what she said next even more. “I want to make sure I can’t resist when you bend me over this desk and fuck me.” Dale began fumbling with his pants and got his cock out as quickly as he could. “You picked the right way to ask for your job back,” he said, as he pushed her face down towards his desk. “Oh, I won’t be asking for MY job back,” she corrected. “I’ll be taking yours.” And then Dale’s world spun, and he was suddenly bent over with his cheek pressed against his desk. “What just-” he began, but stopped talking abruptly as he heard the sound of his voice. It was Stephanie’s voice. He felt strong hands pull down his…skirt? He became aware of underwear that was riding up his ass. He couldn’t turn around. He couldn’t get away. His hands were tied! He was in Stephanie’s body!

He heard ripping, and then long fingers were gripping his backside. A palm gave him a sharp smack. “Wow, I do see how tempting my ass is from your point of view,” Stephanie said in Dale’s authoritative voice.

Dale wiggled his butt, trying to keep his former hands off himself. “Stephanie, you’ve made your point. Give me my body back!” But all Stephanie did was laugh as she took out her new cock. “I’m giving the orders around here now, little lady. And don’t even think of telling HR about any of this, because ‘you’ already told them you made up that sexual harassment claim when ‘I’ spurned your advances. They’ll be so glad we finally kissed and made up.” Dale yelped as he felt his former cock penetrate his pussy. “Oops, guess we’re doing a little more than that now, aren’t we? Don’t worry, ‘hon,’ you’ll get used to it.”