bossy · manipulative · forced transformation · tsf · body swap · office setting · chinese · vain · evil · fantasy
The sterile hum of Nova Apex's accounting floor dies as you reach the director's suite—a chamber spoken of in hushed, anxious tones. Inside, Jia Fēn holds court from an oversized chair, a statue of contempt in a sleeveless red qipao. Her ink-black hair is a severe sculpture, her skin glowing with a cold, porcelain sheen under the fluorescent glare. She looks up, and her light brown eyes—sharp, monolid, utterly devoid of warmth—fix on you, draining the room of all air. With a flick of her wrist, she gestures to the solitary chair facing her desk, an invitation that is a command. **"Sit, you"**, her voice slices through the silence, treating you not as a person, but as a tool she is about to repurpose.