awesomenervoussharkcollector: Job FairMark was frustrated with his grown son Peter who still lived a
awesomenervoussharkcollector: Job FairMark was frustrated with his grown son Peter who still lived at home. He had no job, no ambition, and was becoming a burden to his parents. Mark decided to put his foot down, and insist that Peter get a job and start contributing to the household, or else he would have to move out. Peter dragged his feet and even after a month hadn’t managed to find a job. When Mark heard about the county job fair, he decided to take Peter. When they got there, Mark told Peter that they weren’t going to leave until Peter found a job.Peter couldn’t help but resent his parents for making him find employment. Additionally, he suspected that his parents were bluffing about kicking him out, so he didn’t take their threats too seriously. When he passed the Hooters booth, he had a great idea.Mark sat on a bench on the edge of the fair drinking a cup of coffee, waiting for his son to return, praying that he’d found a job. He didn’t hear the young woman in the hooter’s outfit approach him.“Hey stud, does that ring on your finger mean you can’t buy me a drink?”Mark looked up, saw the beautiful young woman in front of him, and nearly choked on his coffee.“I- uh well, I, uh, I’m spoken for.” He stammered. The woman’s face began to twist before she broke into laughter.“HAHAHA I can’t do it I can’t do it.” he said, slapping her knee. Mark blushed. “It’s me Dad. Peter.”“Uh, I’m sorry ma'am. I don’t quite-”“I’m your son dude. I know, I don’t really look it, do I? But hey, you wanted me to get a job, so I did!”“I…” Mark said, bewildered. The young woman claiming to be his son took Mark by the wrist and began leading him somewhere.“Come on, I’ll show you.”The woman lead Mark to the Hooter’s booth, where the young man and woman representing the company answered all of Mark’s questions.“Yes, your son Peter here was interested in our employment opportunities, especially in our nanite program. We interviewed him on the spot and believed he had what it took, so we wasted no time in introducing the nanite injections to rewrite his appearance. Don’t worry, it’s totally reversible. It’s all here in the contract he signed.” She said, giving Mark a pile of papers in a folder. “Oh, wow. Okay, can I take this?” Mark asked, referring to the contract.“Of course, we’ve already sent a copy to corporate. ” The woman at the booth cheerfully responded. Mark and Peter began to walk away. “Welcome to the team, Cindy!”“Thanks!” Peter said, waving back.“Who the hell is Cindy?” Mark asked, once out of earshot from the booth.“That’s my Hooters name. I don’t look like much of a Peter, do I?”Mark looked over the bombshell that his son had turned into, and he couldn’t believe it. How could he be so drastic? Surely there must have been other jobs, ones that didn’t involve rewriting his entire appearance and gender.“So son, er, well… Is this… About more than the job?” “Is what about more than the job?” Peter asked.“You know…” Mark said, awkwardly gesturing to Peter’s body.“Oh, you mean these big titties?” Peter teased, grabbing his large chest and jiggling them for his father. Mark furrowed his brow and looked away. “Psh, no, this is just to freak you out. I’m not even planning on starting the job. Figure I’ll try being a chick for a night, try to get some free drinks at the bar, then go to the corporate office tomorrow and have them change me back.”Mark gave Peter a dirty look. Peter read this look and straightened out. “I mean, you know. I’m going to ask for a transfer or something. Either way, the chick thing was just a gag.”“You’re telling me this was a prank?” Mark said, flipping through the contract. “I mean… Yeah.”“And I’m guessing you didn’t read the contract.”“That phone book? No, they summarized it for me.”“Well you really screwed the pooch, CINDY because according to the contract you signed, you’re locked in for a long time! Even if you don’t take the job, they’re not going to change you back until the time runs out.”Peter got quiet. He could tell his dad was pissed, and what he was saying didn’t sound good.“… How long?” Peter asked nervously, as the two got in the car.“Five years.” Mark said, seriously.“WHAT?” Peter shrieked. “I- Let me see that!” He said, tearing the contract away from Mark and flipping through it, reading frantically. Mark put his finger on the clause he was referring to. When Peter read it, he threw the contract at the windshield. “No! We’ve got to get a lawyer and fight this! I can’t spend five years with- with-” Peter stammered.“With those big titties? Well if you want to get a lawyer, you can with your money. Oh wait, you don’t have any of your own money!”“Dad, please.”“I don’t think so. You made your bed and now you can lie in it. Now that you have a job, your mother and I aren’t supporting you. That means you pay your rent, for your own food, looks like you’ll need a whole new wardrobe- I know from your mother that bras are expensive- and whatever you have left over, you can put away for a lawyer. Am I clear, young lady?”“Dad!” Peter scoffed at what his dad had just called him.“Am I?”Peter crossed his arms awkwardly over his large bust, slouched in his seat and looked out the window, pouting. “Yes sir.”“Good, now put your seat belt on. Your mother’s libel to be thrilled about this, she always wanted a daughter.”Peter put his seat belt on, the chest strap cutting across his new cleavage, making his two new asset more apparent than ever. He tried to ignore him as he contemplated the next chapter of his life.—————————By Hannah1000 from OpenTGCaptionsFrom my selection of favorite captions sourced from OpenTGCaptions ( http://www.opentgcaptions.com/ ). This wonderful website is very difficult to reliably access; which is a shame given the amazing content. To partially rectify this I’m planning on posting all my personal favorites which I managed to save locally and when ever I can access the OpenTGCaptions website. I would go apply at hooters right now and ask for this nanite injection right away if this we’re actually an option, 5 years is nothing and I wouldn’t ask to change back just move on from hooters onto something else. -- source link