Reassignement at the Park

Sitting back in my big comfy chair, I waited for my 3pm appointment. Scanning the files on my computer I quickly tapped the one for a Mr. Leo Jackson. Reading back over the contents for the second time that day. I wanted to make sure I was prepared for today's meeting, being in HR meant that I had some big shoes to fill. I had to make sure I didn't let down the higher ups, otherwise I would be slated for the same fate as Mr. Jackson today.

Reading through his file, there was nothing much of interest. Mr. Jackson came to work with us about a year ago. He did an admirable job and kept his nose clean at the park. He hadn't been given any raises but those were typically saved for more senior employees. He had been given his three-month evaluation though and had gotten top marks, it was almost a shame to lose him on the maintenance team.

The higher ups decided that they wanted to repurpose him and several other members of the maintenance team. The mechanical teams always did seem to have the highest turnover rate. As I continued to muse over the file on Mr. Jackson I heard my office door knob rattle. Perking up in my seat I put on my best smile.

"Come in, Come in"

I spoke in a clear voice as Mr. Jackson walked in. His profile did not do him any justice. He stood maybe six foot tall if I had to guess. He had pale blue eyes which were very alluring; I could see why they decided to repurpose him even with his track record. He was very thin, much thinner than the 130lb he put down.

He sort of reminded me of a bean pole. Long not much in the way of curves and sort of gangly. That was completely ok. That could all be fixed, I thought as I smiled. Heaving my extra heavy chest on to the oak wood desk that separated us. My blouse was cut low showing ample cleavage as a distraction. I had found out early on, especially when working with men. That a little cleavage could go a long way to placate them.

"What am I doing here? I guess I am getting reassigned like the other guys."

He rolled his eyes grumbling he was clearly not happy I thought. That was it. He had been with the company less than a year, but he knew the risk and the pay.

"Yes, indeed the higher ups have decided to reassign you to a new department. I do have a few questions then we can get started. I need you to answer truthfully. Remember you did sign the contract."

Sounding as sweet as I could and as professional as possible. I answered him while pulling up the special form. The one that would need to be filled out for legal reasons. There were always legal this or that's that had to be taken care of. Especially in the entertainment industry. Things were never simple, I mused before turning to him with a grin.

"Do you live with anyone, or do you have any plants, pets, or others who depend on you?"

I asked the question as casually as possible. Transfers rarely took it in stride and Mr. Jackson was no exception. His brow scrunched up and he looked at me with narrow eyes. His voice had just a hint of aggression.

"I do have a dog whose name is Nemesis... should I be worried about him?"

I waved the question away with a smile shaking my head no.

"Not at all, just depending on how things turn out. Nemesis might be re-homed. I am sure you remember the contract you signed when you joined us?"

I asked casually as he blinked, processing what I had asked. I sat back in my chair giving him the time he needed. I had found that most, when given a moment to reflect, would remember the clauses in their contracts. How they agreed to certain stipulations before joining the Parks team.

"Yea, I remember and fine, but he better not be hurt if he is rehomed."

I gasped before answering, my eyes wide as I looked at him. How could he imply such a thing. The company only did what was in the contracts and what was agreed to. Obviously, a pet or dependent couldn't read said contracts nor were they bound by them. It was a ghastly thing to say I thought.

"Not at all he will be taken care of and in a worse case he will be introduced into the park's personal kennels. I promise you he will not want for anything. In fact, the Park Kennels are the lap of luxury for such pets. They will have multiple caregivers, gourmet meals, and entertainment."

I smiled as he fidgeted, nodding his head, I took that as my cue to move on to the next question.

"On your records you put down that you are straight, is that still the case? Due to the...."

I paused for a moment thinking of how to word my next question to keep it professional while also driving my point across.

"...nature of the Park and the exotic exhibits, interactions, and dining that it offers. Has that changed at all? Do you still find yourself only attracted to females? Perhaps your views have expanded, and you have found some attraction in the other sexes as well?"

Blinking a few times, Mr. Jackson didn't look one bit impressed by my question as I nodded my head noting his choice on the form.

"Completely understandable, we do like to expand the horizons of our employees. Though we do understand that not everything is everyone's cup of tea."

I smiled looking over the sheet at the rest of the questions. There were some I wouldn't even need to ask. Things like how he had appeared at today's meeting. Those were questions more for the R&D department than anything else. I noted down the smudge on his cheek. He obviously was working, the same with his fingers they were covered in oil and grease.

"One more question Mr. Jackson, do you have any final parting words before we get started?"

He let out a huff looking at me, his eyes once more narrowed as he looked down. I could see the nervous tick in them though even if he wasn't willing to admit it.

"Not really, I just want to get this over with, I guess you can't tell me which department I am being reassigned to? They keep us mechanics in the dark. I don't even know where the other guys went. Were they kept together or did they each get unique assignments?"

Nodding my head, I understood the question all too well, but he also had read the contract and knew that I couldn't directly answer him. He wasn't stupid and perhaps he was trying to find a loophole. Most did look for a loophole when the time came for reassignments though some embraced their reassignments with excitement. It was always a toss-up when it came to the people that came to the park to work.

"As you know, I can't tell you that. What I can tell you is you will all be reunited soon enough and that they are eager to see you."

I smiled as he huffed again, not liking the answer but knowing it was the best he would get from me. He nodded his head as I stood up. My ample chest rose with me, as my breast threatened to spill from my top. My narrow waist and wide hips soon caught his attention as I smiled walking with a bit of a sway from behind my desk.

I took his hand, and without a word tugged him from the chair leading him into the adjoining room of my office. This always was my favorite part. Perhaps it had something to do with my own re assignment. I hadn't always been HR far from it. I had started off at the park as nothing more than a concession stand vendor. Until they decided I might make a good HR rep.

Then I had been spirited away to a HR office much like this one, being asked those very same awkward questions. Soon after, I was led into one of the changing rooms. I had been a nervous bundle of energy though unlike Mr. Jackson who seemed annoyed by the entire endeavor.

"Mr. Jackson please if you would stand in the middle of the room, and strip completely naked. Then we can get started."

He gave me a nervous look and I smiled. I loved that look on their face the way they become nervous having to strip in front of someone so well endowed and hot. I knew I was hot. I was designed to be hot. In fact, it was a running theory that everyone in HR had to be the hottest in the park. The only people who might have been hotter would have been the executives and higher ups. No one had seen them so no one was sure.

I licked my lips wiggling in place, my assets jiggling with me hypnotically as I watched Mr. Jackson strip quickly. His chiseled chest and fit physique showed that he had been in a manual labor position his entire working life. The way his body glistened with just a casual layer of sweat was intoxicating. I could feel my own body responding in the most inappropriate ways.

Knowing I had to behave at least for now, I watched his eyes roaming my body from my ample ass and hips that were covered with a skirt to my large chest that threatened to spill from my top at a moment's notice. He drank it all in and by the time he pulled down those undies I could see he was becoming excited.

"Perfect Mr. Jackson now if you would please."

I stepped over, handing him a small plastic egg, the sort that most people would hide on Easter for people to find. Instead of being filled with candies, chocolate, or even money. This egg was filled with two pills glowing faintly in the dim lights of the room. One a purplish hue the other teal.

Watching Mr. Jackson look at the pills taking a deep breath, I could tell this was his way of accepting his fate. He quickly put them both into his mouth, swallowing. Giving my best smile I nodded my head knowing it was my job to notate the reaction he had for the R&D department. Along with administering any special instructions they had given.

Quickly I handed him the ear buds which he popped into his ears without even being asked. The slow rhythmic beat should have started playing. His eyes darted to the tv screen as a pink hypnotic swirl started to play.

This was it, this was what I needed to watch closely, and before long the changes had started. The first being the way that Mr. Jackson looked at the screen. The longer he looked the more vacant his expression became. I wasn't sure exactly what was going on inside that head of his. Though I had been given a general idea. Once the lewd images started to overlay the hypnotic circle, I could see the change in other parts of him. The twitch of his cock and the way he seemed to relax. I noted it all down as instructed.

Those were not the only changes, only the first, as I watched Mr. Jackson start to shrink down. His wiry frame and limbs starting to lose length as his dominating six feet of height become closer to my own. In fact, if I had to have guessed. I would have said Mr. Jackson was the same height as me. Much more meager five foot three.

I didn't dwell on that long, as Mr. Jackson's body hair started to thin before falling completely out, only the hair on his head left behind along with a tuft above his sizable member. Which looked even bigger with his smaller frame I might add. Almost like I too was falling into a trance I watched it bob and weave into the air. The tip glistened with the slick discharge of his precum.

My own lips wet with a wanton needy lust, as I watched it throb again before a long line of semen shot from its tip spraying onto the floor snapping me back to reality with a blush on my cheeks. A quick scan of Mr. Jackson told me nothing more had happened in those moments of distraction. Though I was soon greeted with a new set of changes. Ones I was sure Mr. Jackson would be disappointed in if he still had his old mind set.

I knew my disappointment was profound even as I wrote the changes down, watching as his thick fertile cock started to shrink becoming smaller and smaller until it was nothing more than an after thought hanging limp from between his legs no more than an inch, maybe two in length and thin as her thumb. She frowned. Noting that his once thick throbbing sack full of life-giving semen had also all but vanished, replaced by something that looked like it might have housed kumquats.

"Least there won't be any more distractions."

I huffed to myself, not pleased with the turn of events but knowing I had a job to do. I was HR and I would do my very best. Otherwise, I might end up reassigned. That wasn't something I was willing to risk.

Continuing to watch as the changes progressed. Quickly noting down the way his waist seemed to shrink, giving him more of a figure. His hips seemed to balloon out just as rapidly. Lucky for him his cock and balls had already changed. Otherwise, I could only imagine the pain of having them trapped between his new thighs. Though the changes hadn't stopped his butt growing fatter, thicker and peach shaped. He looked as though he spent a lot of time working that part out.

Tilting my head, I wondered what he was becoming, I hadn't been told. Rarely was HR told ahead of time. That was fine with me, I didn't need to know the specifics. I would learn at the end along with him. When I submitted the report, his new name, if there was one, would be assigned to him and his new department.

I watched with fascination as his hands and feet became far more delicate. The changes were mesmerizing as his wrist became limp and no longer as thick. His nails on his hands grew out, they didn't become so long as to be annoying I noted. I also noted how they took on a deep lush sheen of a light teal color. Then as thought by magic I watched his foot become far more feminine far daintier. I tried to think of how to explain it for my report, but words were lost on me. Instead, I just simply noted down the changes I witnessed. How the nails become far more pedicured and that same deep lush teal as the nails.

I wasn't envious as I quickly glanced at my own nails, the pink color one chosen for me when I came to HR. I loved the color pink. It was a part of me. I didn't dwell on this too long, as my eyes snapped back to Mr. Jackson. I watched as the muscles on his chest, abs, and arms all started to shrink and before long they were replaced by what I could only assume was a thin layer of fat. He looked so much softer, so much squishier. He was taking on a much more feminine look.

Soon his skin started to change, the rough callous and scars of someone having worked as a mechanic his entire life. Were replaced by the smooth and cared for skin of someone that looked after their body. He practically glowed from head to toe, taking on a sheen that wasn't sweat. He looked marvelous and did hope he appreciated what the park was doing for him, as I noted down the change.

I knew the changes should be coming close to an end, as I checked my watch it had already been 45 minutes. How time flies when one is watching another become something else. Time really does fly in those cases. There was only so much else that could be changed on Mr. Jackson.

I watched as Mr. Jackson's nipples started to change, becoming a little lighter toned and puffy. The tips are thick as thumbs. I wondered if they were more sensitive. Perhaps I would get a chance to find out, though I wasn't sure, it depended on a number of factors. I was excited at the prospect. I waited with rapt delight for his chest to change. I was disappointed that no changes came. He stayed as flat as a board. I guess that did answer one of my questions. Mr. Jackson was becoming a Femboy.

Which leads me to another logical conclusion: he must be destined for the café. I nodded to myself, knowing Mr. Jackson was far too lost in the hypnotic spiral and rumble to hear much less notice anything around him. His changes started to finish up.

I watched his Adams apple all but vanish with only the slightest lump on his throat, as his shoulders narrowed giving him even more of a curvy backside. As I looked him over, I licked my lips. He looked down right delicious. The only thing that looked even remotely off was his face.

He was far too rugged I thought, as I watched that start to change. His cheeks became rounder and softer as they became less pronounced. His eye socks became bigger as his eyes grew. His nose soon shifted and changed the harsh angles softening as it flattened out leaving him with a button nose.

I was startled as his ears seemed to taper and grow back. I wasn't sure what I was looking at then it dawned on me. I had seen these changes before he was becoming an elf, a small delicate petite. He would look downright delicious I thought. Watching his lips filling out, I knew he was going to be popular. They were thick, pouty, and had just enough of a gap. He had the sort of lips you could just imagine wrapped around something.

Watching on curious now, knowing the changes had to almost be complete and starting to get a little restless. I wanted to see what Mr. Jackson looked like when complete. I watched as a patch of freckles appeared across his nose and cheeks. I watched as the most stunning change of all started, his eyes once a dull uninspiring blue. Started to glow slightly taking on a lavender hue smiling, this was a trademark of our elves. Mr. Jackson had for sure been turned into one.

The only question left was what color would Mr. Jackson's hair become? His current blonde I knew wouldn't be staying all the elves at the park had fantasy hair tones. Mr. Jackson would be no exception. Watching on, I was rewarded with my answer. I watched as Mr. Jackson's hair started to transition. Soon it was sporting the same light hue as his nails, a deep light teal color. That perfectly complimented his skin.

I was thrilled with the way Mr. Jackson turned out and glanced at the screen he was watching. I could see the images had become clear. No longer hidden behind the hypnotic swirl, I watched as a cute femboy was down on his knees sucking off a very thick dominant looking woman with a cock. Her thick shaft deep in the boy's throat.

The image sent tingles down my spine, as I watched it fade away. Mr. Jackson's dazed eyes finally focused on me as he smiled. His voice was far higher and less masculine as he spoke for the first time.

"Umm hi ya, are we umm you know finished with the reassignment?"

I looked down at the pad I was holding while submitting my report. In a moment I had a pop-up window with all the information I needed. Speaking in a chipper excited voice. I was more than happy to answer all of their questions.

"Of course, Rina, we are completely finished and good news, you've been assigned to the Femboy café that is opening in the park, you're going to be not only one of our head waiters but also a concierge for the restaurant. Helping take care of the guest's special desert request."

I winked as Rina seemed to blush, his programming having fully taken effect with the announcement of his name.

"That sounds amazing, I can't wait to get started."

He said a little shy and demure and I could tell he was going to be super popular as I shifted. My skirt was riding up a bit, as my own excitement got the better of me. The last words on the form flashing in my mind.

"What do you say we get started now? I'm sure a little test drive is in order and your mouth looks so sweet."

Rina's eyes lit up as he blushed even deeper hue as he nodded his head. I led him over to the couch for our test drive. I knew he would pass with flying colors. I was excited to enjoy the best part of working for HR.

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