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"What the hell is that?!"

Daniel's roar was a physical force, his meaty hand slamming the contract onto my desk so hard the monitor jumped. I just sat there, my hatred a cold, tight knot. I couldn't stand him. His arrogance, his power... I’d wished every single day for something to break him, to shatter that masculine pride into a million pieces.

The instant his hand lifted from the paper, my wish was answered.

I watched, my smile finally breaking free, as his expensive navy suit dissolved. It melted like wet paint, revealing skin-tight, glossy pink spandex that constricted his body. His masculine frame buckled. I saw the sheer, undiluted terror in his eyes as his waist was crushed inward. His hips and ass exploded outward. His chest ripped apart, two massive, perfectly round globes of flesh erupting from his body, straining the pink fabric.

His hair poured down his back, bleaching platinum. His face melted, features softening, lips swelling into a huge, glossy pink pout. The man was being erased.

The terror in his eyes fizzled, replaced by a sparkling, beautiful vacancy. "She" teetered on new stiletto heels, leaned forward, and pushed her magnificent new bust right onto my desk.

"Ready for my next instruction, sir!" she chirped, her new voice a bubbly, Valley Girl squeak.

I leaned back, savoring it. "Yes, Dani. You are."