The Mummy's Curse

Nigel was so proud of  the discovery he had made on his expedition to Egypt. Most archaeologists went their whole careers without a big discovery, Yet at the young age of thirty Nigel had found his very own Mummy. This was a big disappointment to Many of Nigel's colleagues as Nigel was an insufferable blow hard, to them this meant he would finally have the accomplishment to back up his huge ego. Nigel was working on his discovery, carefully brushing dust from the sarcophagus, when he discovered a small grouping of hieroglyphs. Nigel did a rough translation, "Who ever disrupts the Pharaohs rest shall become what they hate." Nigel sneered, for all the accomplishments of the ancient Egyptians they were still just savages who believed in the "spirits" to protect them. Nigel suddenly fell very still, a light out of nowhere began to shine down on him and a tiny whisper in the back of his mind asked, "What do you hate Nigel?" The answer swam to the surface of his mind, Nigel had learned to be a Class A misogynist from his father so he had a unhealthy dislike of women, he also hated the working class and would torture the servants that staffed his child hood home, assuming them all to be of low intelligence. The glow intensified as it re wrote Nigel's life and history, giving him the body of a weak female and the mind of a simple minded servant. "Babette! what are you doing in here, you know you aren't allowed in the research areas!!" Babette looked over at her employer apologetically, "I'm so sorry Mr. Taylor, I don't know why I came in here." Mr. Taylor looked at Babette's sexy ass and couldn't stay mad, "It's alright dear, just make sure you clean my office at the agreed upon time."  Babette nodded sheepishly, she was hoping that Mr. Taylor would take their relationship past the screwing on his desk stage. She knew she wasn't very bright and that if she was going to have a better life she needed a man like her employer to rescue her. She smiled and felt her panties moistening as she began to think about all the fun she would have later, with her legs spread and Mr. Taylor pounding her deeply. Babette's smile flickered briefly as the trapped consciousness of Nigel screamed out in protest.His loudest cries though were nothing more than an echo in Babette's mind and she quickly returned to her daydreaming.