Tyler Wilson was stunned. He was looking down at a fantastic pair of breasts that were attached to a female body that was most definitely not his. The sound of his voice and the clothes he was wearing told him that his mind now inhabited the body of his Vice President of operations Jennifer Cobb. Jennifer and he we were good friends but recently there had been tension over the course of Tyler's business. Tyler had taken over after his father had passed and it had grown greatly. Their growth had drawn the attention of larger companies in their industry and a very generous buy out had been proposed. Tyler refused the buy out as he felt that given time the company would grow to rival their suitors. His board of directors and even Jennifer felt it wiser to take the big buy out and make every one instantly rich. As the majority share holder Tyler had the final say and only his signature could approve the deal. Digging through his pockets, and trying to avoid to much contact with Jennifer's body, he found a letter, "Tyler, I am sorry that it had to come to this but you were putting your pride in front of the only thing that matters, piles of money. Right now you are 10 miles out of town and even if you ran flat out, which is pretty fast in my body as I am in great shape, you would have no chance of getting here before I signed the papers selling the company. At Sundown we will switch back to our normal bodies. I know you will be mad at me and will never want to talk to me again but we will both be filthy rich so I don't care."
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