In the archive

Closing my eyes and taking another deep breath, I try to focus on calming myself. The thoughts in my head are a jumbled mess, and it's all I can do to keep myself from screaming in frustration. Damn. He send me to the archive room and talked to me like i was a real stupid secretary, not his best lawyer who he worked with for years.

Thanks to this fucking behavioral correction program approved by this fucking government. Bullshit, complete bullshit, I was even one of those who supported it, thanks to the huge amount of money that the lobbyists of this program brought to our organization of course, but i didn't know it will work against me!

- Lee! - I hear his voice behind me, - What are you standing here?

Oh shit. It's Trevor Gray, my asshole new boss and former junior colleague. Why the hell did Jason, who called me bro, even a partner with whom I was on equal terms, decide that during the period of the correction program I would be better off not as his right hand, but as the personal assistant of a junior specialist? I'm a senior lawyer in this company! I can't just go to the archive for this guy!

- Well, Trevor, I can't find the fucking documents you asked for - I answer, trying to sound as calm as possible but my voice sounds too high-pitched and feminine, which pisses me off even more.

Trevor looks at my legs, and then his gaze slowly slides up my body, stopping at my breasts for a second. Fuck, he looks at me like that again. I cross my arms over my chest to hide my breasts from his sight, but it doesn't help much.

- Hey! Stop staring at me like that! I'm not an object, asshole - I say with a scowl and right before my eyes I remember that fucking bitch Melissa, who told me the same thing, and then started this fucking lawsuit against me because of which I got into this shit. She is a slut, a whore who slept with a client, and then she dared to say that I was the one who was harrassing her and even tried to rape her! This stupid bitch! And the stupid jury!

- Well, you don't look very convincing in a skirt and heels, you know, - says Trevor, leaning against the door of the archive room, - You're a pretty girl, Lee, you should try to behave like one.

- Fuck you, Trevor - I say through clenched teeth - I can still sue you for sexual harassment, you know.

- It is unlikely that you will do this. You yourself understand that it is unlikely that anyone will believe someone who is under the program of behavior correction.

Damn him and this program. He's right. No one will believe me. But I have to do something, damn it. This insolent junior is acting more and more confident every day. But the most disgusting thing is that except for me, this junior and Director Jason, no one else knows who I am. To everyone, I'm just a new secretary, Lee Wong. I even had my memories of my credit cards, social media, etc. blocked for 6 months. Now I'm only 22-year-old Lee Wong, former secretary from another company, who moved to this city recently and lived in a rented small apartment, which I have to pay for by working in this company.

I take a few deep breaths and try to relax.

- Are you upset about something? - asks Trevor with a smirk.

- Yes, I am upset. Why the hell do you need all these documents? I'm a lawyer, not a secretary and you know it well - I answer him through clenched teeth.

- Well, technically, now you are a secretary, Lee, and your job is to help me in any way I ask, - he says with a smile and approaches me, - And, in addition, according to the terms of the program, you are obliged to do everything that your boss asks you to do. And your boss is me.

He comes closer and I involuntarily take a step back. My heart is pounding in my chest like crazy. He looks at me from above, and I look up at him. Damn, even though I'm wearing heels, I'm still shorter than him. I hate being short. I was taller than him when I was a man! It's so fucking unfair!

- So, Lee, you should be obedient and listen to me - says Trevor in a soft voice and puts his hand on my shoulder.

I shudder and take a step back.

- Get off me! - I shout, but Trevor just laughs. It's only been two weeks since I was turned into a woman, endured the humiliation of wearing a dress, skirt, makeup and other things, and now I have to endure this too? Fuck him and this program!

My legs are shaking a little, and I'm trying to take a step away from him, but instead I stumble awkwardly on my high heels and almost fall. But Trevor grabs me by the waist, preventing me from falling. I feel his hands on my waist and it makes me feel uncomfortable. Damn it, I hate being a girl so much!

- Oh, you're such an awkward girl, Lee, - he says, helping me stand up straight, - You should learn to walk in heels.

- Fuck you, asshole! - I scream, breaking free from his grip, - I hate you!

- Well, you know what? If you don't calm down, I'll fire your clumsy ass right now. You are just a secretary, Lee, you are easily replaceable, - Trevor says with a smirk on his face, - So stop screaming and do what I tell you to do.

- Go fuck yourself - I say and turn to go.

- Wait a minute! I didn't say you could leave! - says Trevor sharply, grabbing my arm and turning me to face him, - You're still a girl who needs to be taught a lesson, Lee. Maybe you should learn to be a good secretary, and I'll teach you.

At that moment I couldn't take it anymore and, clenching my fist, I punched him in the face. The punch wasn't strong enough, and my hand hurts a lot. But Trevor looks at me as if he can't believe what happened.

- Fuck! - he swears, holding his cheek - Are you crazy, stupid bitch?

Trevor's face reddens with anger, and I suddenly realize how fucked I am. I just punched my new boss. A fucking girl on a program of correction of behavior just hit her boss in the face! I'm so screwed.

The door to the archive room opens suddenly, and Trevor and I both turn around at the same time. Standing in the doorway is my old friend Peter, but whom I now, due to the memory block, did not recognize at all. He is looking at us with an amused expression on his face.

- You are fired! - says Trevor, holding his cheek and looking at me furiously, - I don't need such a stupid and clumsy secretary in my office.

- Hey, hey, what's going on here? - asks Peter, looking at us, - Trevor, why are you firing Lee? She's the best assistant I've ever seen. You're making a huge mistake.

- No, Peter. She's the worst assistant I've ever seen. She doesn't know how to do anything. She doesn't know how to find simple documents. And she's a stupid bitch who hit her boss. I don't need her. She is fired.

- Oh, come on, - Peter says, - You can't fire her just because she's a little clumsy. She's just a girl, Trevor. She just needs to be taught how to be a good secretary and she will be the best assistant you've ever had. You're too emotional, and you can't fire a girl just because she... hit you? Seriously? You're a huge dude compared to her, complaining that this little girl hit you?

I blush when Peter says this. I'm still a man. I just... have a female body, but I'm still stronger than most women! But Peter says it like I'm a weak girl who can't even throw a good punch. Of course I was pleased that he was protecting me, but I was also embarrassed because he was protecting me like a helpless girl. Damn, I hate this situation.

- I'm sorry, but I've decided, - says Trevor, still holding his cheek, - She's fired.

- All right, I'll hire Lee. She'll be my assistant and it will be better for both of us. You don't have to deal with this dumb girl anymore, and Lee doesn't have to look for your stupid documents anymore, - Peter says, - I'll take care of everything. I will teach her to be a good secretary. I will teach her everything.

- Do whatever you want - says Trevor, - Just get her out of here. May be she will hit you too.

Trevor walks out of the archive room, and Peter looks at me and smiles.

- Well, Lee, looks like you got a new job, - he says.

Shit. I don't want to be anyone's assistant! I'm a senior lawyer, not a stupid secretary who should smile and nod to everything. Fuck. And who is this guy anyway?

- Excuse me, sir, but I don't even know your name. Who are you?

- I'm sorry, I forgot that you're new to the company, - he says, - My name is Peter, I'm a senior lawyer in the company and I've been working here for over 10 years. You can call me Mr. Brown.

Brown... It's sound familiar. But... nope. I still can't recognize him. Shit, he could be anyone. Even my father. Or uncle. I don't know. Damn, it's so weird when you don't recognize people you worked with for years, and they don't know who you are.

And I don’t know how the court that assigned me this correction program will react to this... I'm sure that it will be bad for me. I can even stay a girl for another 6 months, if they think that my behavior hasn't changed enough. Shit.

- Listen, Mr. Brown, I have to go to my boss and apologize. I can't afford to lose my job, - I say, trying to stay calm despite the fact that my heart is pounding in my chest, and I want to run away from here.

There is a strange long pause and Peter looks at me thoughtfully. Damn, I should go to the director and apologize, and not to this idiot Trevor. Fuck, why the fuck am I a girl! And why does my heart pound so much? I'm nervous, that's why, and my body reacts strangely to it. I feel like I'm about to cry, but I'm trying to keep it together.

- Listen, Lee, I know you're new to this company, but I really need an assistant, - Peter says, - And I think you'll be a great fit for this position.

Although he seems like a good guy, maybe it will really be better... And he even looks somehow attractive, maybe I would even try sex with him in a female body... Strange thoughts, but still... Fucking court decision...