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Published: Dec 15, 2023

My sixty-sixth caption. Obviously a spicier sequel to the first Corporate Warfare. May possibly be the darkest thing I've written, so you've been warned.

It's been four months since Harvey was forced to swap bodies with his work rival, Carolin. Since then, things have only gone from bad to worse for the former man, as Carolin puts more and more safeguards in place to keep her new, powerful position.

All image credits go to HAONI, with color edits made by myself to better match the previous caption. Character depicted is Erina Nakiri from Food Wars!

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“This is the worst moment of my goddamn life.” I thought, face overwhelmed with heat as I blushed out of pure, unadulterated embarrassment. All I could do was continue to pout in anger, looking down at the ground as I tried desperately to avoid “his” eyes. As if being trapped in her body wasn’t enough, now I had to do this…

It had been four months since Carolin forcibly swapped our bodies with some kind of magic stone, trapping me in a new hell that was designed specifically by her and, partly, by myself. Now going by my old name and using my hard-earned position to its full advantage, she wasted no time taking her cruel revenge on me. Though I had my moments with her the past four years, I never imagined she hated me quite this much. Her hatred for me seemed to go beyond anything normal, with her having completely disassociated from her old body now that I was living in it. She had forced me to do many things I never would have done to her, one of which was the sexual assaults I was forced to endure whenever she wanted to “blow off some steam”. In any other situation, such criminal misconduct would get someone arrested immediately , but I couldn’t dare speak up against it. She was using my own body, after all. If there was any chance at all that I might be able to reverse this in the future, I wouldn’t want my reputation to be ruined. In addition, she had secretly transferred ownership of her own financials to “Harvey” the day before she did this to us, meaning I was completely under her control both physically and financially. Taking a page out of my own book from before, she was keeping very close tabs on all my activities, going so far as to force “me” to move into “his” apartment. She had taken full control of my life, and it seemed there was no escape in sight.

So now, I was standing in front of her with my freshly-cut and dyed blond hair in my apartment, wearing this stupid outfit she had forced me to wear. All of this felt so wrong, especially the camera in the corner of the room she was standing behind, recording my every movement manually. She couldn’t stop abusing my old smile.

“You look great, Carolin.” She smirked, one eye focused through the eyepiece of the camera. “I know plenty of men and a few women who’d love to see this.”

“You better not…” I impotently threatened, holding my dainty fingers together. “None of this is right and you know it. I’m not some object for you to use and abuse.”

“On the contrary, I think its very befitting of a woman like you.” She shot back, having gotten used to my weightless comments. “Besides, I saw your internet search history from earlier today… heh, you’re not even close to finding a stone like the one I used. I already told you, disobeying me would come with consequences.”

“Damn it, I knew I forgot to delete something while I was at work today!” I mentally cursed myself, knowing better than to openly admit defeat. Getting frustruated at my refusal to look into the camera, she grabbed the chain leading to my collar, yanking me towards her. I tried to struggle, but my old body was far stronger than hers and my resistance quickly melted away. Pulling me in close, she grabbed my face with one hand, looking deep into my eyes before making me turn to the camera.

“I want you to look into that camera there. Look into it long and deep.” She ordered, putting her own head against mine. “There’s something I didn’t want to share with you before, but now seems as good a time as any to tell you. I could have reversed this at any time the last three months, but I chose not to because you’re so much cuter this way. You’re my doll, my perfect little pretty plaything. So, I decided to let the three months run their course, thus making our little swap permanent.”

“Wha-what?” I stammered, my heart dropping like a rock as he looked back into my eyes with a sadistic grin on his face. “N-no! That can’t be true! That’s not fair!”

“Neither was you getting that promotion instead of me.” He shot back, grabbing one of my breasts underneath the pink bra and squeezing tightly. It forced pleasurable signals to shoot through my body like a lightning bolt, but I bit my tongue to stop myself from moaning. “It is true, though. I never imagined how powerful, how liberating this would be for me. Heh, both of us, actually. Your own cute moans of pleasure betray your own feelings, you know. You love this as much as I do.”

I couldn’t deny that he was right, still trying to hold back my moans as he pinched one of my rock-hard nipples, running another hand down to my crotch. My extended experience with this body had honestly been incredible, and I couldn’t deny how great it felt even if I tried. I had no idea how he even functioned normally before.

“Still, you can never be too careful. That wasn’t the only magic out there, so I had to create a few safety nets. Some… insurance policies.” He went on, fingering me through my panties as I tried to keep control over myself. “These videos aren’t just for pleasure, honey. Even if you ever did find some way to reverse all of this, you’d never work in this business again. I’d have you sent to prison for sexual assault, rape, and extortion, and needless to say, you’d never lead a normal life ever again.”

My heart somehow sunk even further, a terrified expression bubbling up on my face out of sheer instinct. He looked back at me, narrowing his eyes with a sick smile.

“Don’t worry, though. Things are going to slow down a bit after tonight. We have to start thinking about the future, after all.” He said with finality, pulling me in with the chain again and forcing me into a kiss. Grabbing the back of my head, he forced me to hold that kiss before letting go and breathing against the side of my neck.

“What do you mean? What future?” I asked against my better judgement, knowing there probably wasn’t anything worse he could to do me at this point.

“Why, we have to start thinking about children, silly!” He said with a smirk, immediately proving me wrong. “In fact, we’re scheduled to go down to the court house tomorrow to fill out our marriage certificates. It’ll be fun for both of us, skipping a traditional wedding and going straight for the honeymoon instead, don’t you think?”

I knew that was the final nail in the coffin right there. Seeing the gears turning in my head, he forced me to focus back on him again. He secured my arms up away from my sides with the outfit’s straps, wasting no time taking off my bra and panties and forcing me into a mating press. Tears flowed from my eyes the whole time.

Five months later, I had “willingly” resigned from my job as the pregnancy became obvious, “intending” to become a homemaker. The upper management at the company expressed shock at my “attitude shift” the last few months and that I was “giving up my career” to become a mother, but they wished me the best all the same. If only they knew. Four months later I gave birth to our first child, a little boy who I, surprisingly, found myself connecting to immediately. Even if this wasn’t my body, I had just created this little soul, and realized that even if this was still some kind of “tactic” by Harvey, my little child was a true beacon in my dark new life.