The Sexual Harassment Settlement

Last month Bill finally met the consequences of years of hitting on and harassing the woman who worked in his office. It happened when Julia recorded him grabbing her skirt, lifting it up, and touching her butt.

She slapped him, then turned the video over to human resources, telling them that she was going to sue the company and Bill if her demands weren't met. They quickly folded and agreed to administer the punishment Julia wanted.

Due to his contract, whatever it was, Bill would be forced to do so, if not, the company would sue him for breach of contract and Julia would sue him and even press assault charges against him. Bill figured it would be something embarrassing and probably a sexual harassment class.

However, the punishment she picked out for him was not only very drastic, it was utterly humiliating.

In order to avoid the lawsuit and criminal charges, Bill was forced to undergo several surgeries that turned him into a woman.

He underwent facial reconstruction, his voice box was altered, his bottom ribs were removed to give him a slimmer and curvy waist, his hips and butt were expanded, massive breast implants were added to his chest, and finally, his dick was removed.

Then to make matters worse, instead of being one of the big bosses, she had to spend the next year as the office assistant. Today was her first day back at work after the settlement and surgeries, and she was already late because of how long it took her to get ready as a woman.

“Goddammit… I really can’t believe I have to do this for a whole year…” Bill grabbed the bottom of her skirt. “I wish this thing would stay down…” Bill got into her building, swiped her card, and got onto the elevator.

“I can’t believe they turned me into a woman… This fucking sucks, I feel like a showpiece.” The elevator opens and Bill walks out. She walked over to where her office was but found it empty and his name removed from the door.

“What the hell? Where’s all my stuff? Where am I supposed to work?” Suddenly Bill felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned to find none other than Julia herself. “Looking good girl! They really know how to make 'em.”

Bill felt her face scrunch up. “Yeah… So uh… where do I work now?” Julia smiled. “Oh, you work right outside Mister Adams’ office.” Bill frowned, she wasn’t just the office assistant, she was the secretary for her former partner.

Julia grabbed Bill’s hand. “Since you’re new here I’ll take you to your desk.” Julia then pulled Bill through the office and made sure to introduce the new here to everyone along the way. The office was filled with laughter.

They eventually made it to the boss's office. “Here you go, your new working space.” Bill looked down, it was a small desk with almost no room around it. Honestly, she wasn’t sure her new plump body would even fit, but somehow Bill figured that was intentional.

Bill sat on the chair and squeezed in. Her thighs completely filled the underneath of the desk, and her breasts kept her from seeing her computer and keyboard. Julia laughed. “Don’t worry about that hun, I have a feeling you’ll be focused on other tasks.”

Bill raised an eyebrow. “What does that mean?” Julia put her hand on her mouth and continued to laugh. “You’ll find out soon enough, but for now it’s a surprise. Now I have real work to do, so I’ll see you later.”

Julia turned and walked away. Bill then sat there wondering what she should be doing. That’s when the door to the boss’s office flung open. “Sherly! Reschedule my five o'clock and bump up tomorrow's massage to then, my back is killing…”

Bill turns toward his former partner a bit nervous about their first interaction under the new circumstances. “Holy hell you’re sexy. You’re definitely not Sherly, you’re easily a couple of decades younger than her.”

Bill stood up and faced her boss. “That’s correct sir…” Saying that left a bad taste on her tongue, but she had to, at least for the next year, she had to be a normal employee instead of one of the bosses. Mister Adams continues to stare at Bill, well her breasts at least.

"Where did Sherly go?” He says still making eye contact with Bill’s breasts. “She retired… I’m her replacement…” Mister Adams' eyes opened wide and he looked Bill right in the eyes. “Holy shit Bill is that you?”

Bill turned bright red and nodded. “They sure did a number on you. I had heard Julia’s demands, but I never thought they’d really make you… Shit, are you like..” Bill cut him off. “Yes… I got the full real package.”

Mister Adams put his hand on his head. “Well shit, I hope for the sake of your manhood, it can be reversed.” Bill sighed. “Me too sir.” Mister Adams rubbed his head a few more times. “So what now? How do things between us work?”

“Mister Adams, there’s no need to treat me any differently. The terms of the sexual harassment settlement may have been a bit… Unusual, but believe me, underneath all this, I’m still the same old Bill Hastings.”

Bill cleared her throat. “As far as work. I’m your assistant, so anything you counted on Sherly to do, you can count on me to do.” Mister Adams put his hand to his chin. “Is that so? Well, I guess then things will pretty much continue like you were gone.”

Bill nodded. “Correct. Now, If you’ll excuse me, I need to go use the ladies’ room.” Bill turned around and walked across the office and to the bathroom. She was about to enter the men's room when one of the other office ladies yelled out and told her the wrong bathroom.

Bill’s face got red as she felt incredibly humiliated, but she went into the correct bathroom and got into a stall. “Uhg… I hate this so much… I hate having to wear a skirt, panties, and bra, and I really hate pissing while sitting down.”

Bill removed her skirt, panties, and leggings, sat down, and began to use the toilet. That’s when someone else entered the bathroom, then walked in front of every stall, before walking back and locking the door.

Bill felt a bit nervous. “Uh… What’s going on out there?” The person then walked back over to the door of her stall. They then knocked. “Uh… someone is in here…” Then Bill watched as the person reached over the door and unlocked it.

“What… what the hell are you…” She was prepared to flip out and attack someone until she saw who it was. It was Mister Adams. “Sir… what are you… this is… the women's room.” Mister Adams looked at her nude lower half and smiled.

“It seems they didn’t tell you.” He said, nearly salivating. “Tell me what?” Bill said not sure if he really wanted to know. “Well, since you were so big on sexual harassment, every day you’re here, I’m supposed to sexually harass and fuck you.”

Bill’s eyes got wide. “WHAT!” “Yup, you heard me. So much for not treating you differently huh.” Bill gulped. “I uh…” “You what? Want to go against your deal and end up as a sexy woman in prison with no money?”

Bill gulped again. If Bill went to jail, she definitely would be trapped as a woman for a long time, and if she lost her money, she wouldn't be able to afford to change herself back once the year was over. “I.. don’t want that…”

“That’s good to hear, Miss Hastings.” Mister Adams grabbed his belt and dropped his pants to the ground. “Now let’s start your orientation, after that you can go ahead and reschedule my five o'clock, and then we can use that time for business in my office with the curtains closed.”

Bill knew exactly what that meant. When she was a guy, her former partner had told him story after story about taking girls into his office, bending them over, and fucking them on his desk, and every story had the girls moaning like bitches, and he planned to do that to her.

As he got closer to her, Bill hated everything about this. He was just okay with sexualizing her? She was nothing but a sex toy to him? It was disgusting. Who would ever do that to a woman… It then hit her… that was what she did to Julia and the others.

If only she had learned this lesson before she came into work today before she was turned into a woman, and before she got caught by Julia, then maybe she’d have avoided this situation, but now, she had to deal with this every day for the next year. “It’s going to be a fucking long year isn't it?” Mister Adams smiled. “Emphasis on fucking.”