Oblivious [COMMISSION]

 A commission for DeviantArt

Also, I am very sorry. Yesterday I said Sissy vs Sissy was on my index page and it wasn't. It is there now.

Jack leapt from his desk the second he was presented with the opportunity to get a closer look at the object of his fascination. The memo he had been holding remained clutched in his hands as he sidled up alongside Felix and began to walk with him through the office. From a distance he had been fascinated, but up close he was spellbound at the transformation of his co-worker. Once rugged and unshaven, Felix now had glossy shoulder-length brown hair and a carefully made-up face that subtly showcased his newly found femininity.

“Hey, Felix. How's it going?” Jack could barely contain his excitement. Felix looked back at him with bewilderment and clutched his hands defensively over a fitted cardigan that sat neatly over a grey skirt. He really has no idea, Jack marvelled to himself as Felix expertly tucked a stray hair behind a freshly pierced ear.

Just three weeks ago, their office had been the latest workplace to be attacked with a viral phishing campaign. The email claiming to contain details of their new parking assignments instead held malware that opened a video on the recipients screen. According to news reports, the video was loaded with powerful subliminal hypnotic suggestion that rendered the watcher helplessly addicted to a women's fashion brand. Known as the Vektor virus after the brand in question, it now held Felix in its manicured talons.

“Hey...Jack,” Felix shifted his leather handbag further up his shoulder and stared back quizzically. “Things are...normal. I am just filing this report.” He gestured to the folder he was holding. “Everything okay...” he looked Jack up and down with an odd expression on his cosmetic laden face, “...with you?”

“Oh, I'm good,” Jack smirked, “very good.” Seeing Felix like this was almost unbearable. He seemed completely clueless that his once unkempt masculine image had been re-crafted into feminine office chic. For all intents and purposes, he was still Felix – he acted like Felix, spoke like Felix, even farted like Felix – except he now had the appearance of a sweet tidily dressed young woman.

Jack felt himself smile a little too wide and cursed silently. He would probably need to touch up his lipstick now. He smoothed his free hand down his flowing skirt and excused himself politely. Watching Felix continue along the corridor in his kitten feels, he felt a mix of relief and pity. Relief, because he had only watched a few seconds of that video before closing the browser. In that moment he could think of nothing worth than being like Felix – completely oblivious.