r/ProRevenge • posted 1 hour ago by u/disgruntledmotherthrowaway



You Don’t Want to Give Me Maternity Leave? We’ll See About That!



This is my first post on this subreddit so I apologize for any rules or formatting standards or whatever I might be breaking. I just found this sub and knew my story would fit right in here!



So I’ve been working for this small business for a little over two years now since it started back in 2017. The family who started the whole thing has gone through a series of successful businesses. I guess you could call them serial entrepreneurs or what have you. I’ve only been with the family for this one business, but from what I’ve been told they have a very specific way of handling everything. For the most part this has been fine. They are nice enough people but it recently came to my attention that some of their policies are a little off.



Almost six months ago I found out that I was pregnant with my first child. My husband and I were thrilled to finally start to grow our family together. Everyone at my work congratulated me and was super supportive… until I asked about maternity leave.



My boss is the firstborn son of the family’s head honcho. Normally his father is the big boss CEO of all the businesses they start, but from what I’ve heard the old coot went into retirement after the successful sale of their last business, leaving his son to take on all future ventures.



My boss is a nice enough guy. He’s young and handsome— the perfect bachelor. Problem is that he likes to stick to his father’s outdated policies. Maternity leave? None. Not an option. When I asked about it I was told that I could take one week unpaid or forfeit my job. My boss said that the company is the most important thing and that I should appreciate my work. I know this probably isn’t legal but my coworkers said that the last woman to ask for maternity leave wasn’t able to make any ground when she took her case to court. Apparently there are some loopholes the family has been able to get through for years to enforce this sexist policy!



The whole situation caused me a great deal of stress which I feared wasn’t good for the baby. I told my husband everything that happened and he was furious. He told me he would find a way to change my boss’ mind but he needed a little time.



Almost a week passed with me stressing over whatever my husband was planning. He didn’t share anything with my until one day when he returned home with a vial of pink liquid. It was a concoction, he said, that he developed at work just for me (he works at some large biomedical company— I won't disclose the name here). He advised me to slip it in my bosses drink or his food or get him to ingest it any way I could and everything would change.



I went in the next day and made a cup of coffee for my boss. I added two cubes of sugar (just how I know he likes it) and the stuff my husband gave me. I brought it to his office and watching him drink it as I went over my end-of-month report on sales. He nodded and smiled and asked questions just as he always did. Nothing was changing.



The whole morning was taken up going over my report. In that time by boss had three extra cups of coffee. I found myself getting more and more frustrated. My husband gave me no specifics whatsoever. I had no idea what was supposed to be different so I figured I’d just go ahead and ask my boss about my maternity leave one more time to see if his mind had been changed as my husband had promised.



I asked my boss if it was possible for me to maybe get three weeks of maturity leave with half pay as nicely as I possibly could. He shook his head and explained to me that it wasn’t possible. He kept going on and on until his words became lost in a fit of violent coughing. I rushed to my boss’ side and caught him in my arms just as his legs gave out from under him. He was heavy, too heavy for a pregnant woman like myself, so I gently lowered him onto the ground.



My boss sat there on the floor, sprawled out looking as if he was fading in and out of consciousness. I grabbed the glass vial from my pocket and looked for any instructions or warnings or whatever but there was nothing. I worried that my husband had given me poison and went for the phone to call for help. My finger had just pressed down the ‘9’ on the dial pad when I saw what was happening to my boss.



He was changing in ways I never would have imagined. His hair grew longer, falling into messy piles on the floor besides his shoulders. His suite grew baggy as if too big for him, making me wonder what was going on underneath the cloth. I knelt beside him to try to feel his form but as I did I noticed that the front of the suite was rising. His stomach bulged, inflating like a balloon until it was almost the size of my own pregnant belly. My boss’s breathing grew heavier and he groaned a distinctly feminine groan. I placed my hand on his face to check if he was alright and his eyes opened right away.



My boss, he— I mean she asked me if she had lost consciousness again. She said that her pregnancy was rough on her body and standing too long made her dizzy. I helped her stand and got her some water. She sat down behind the desk where she had been only moments prior as a completely different person. She talked about the baby kicking and her pregnancy experiences, all of which must have been memories fabricated by whatever potion my husband has given me. I was incredibly confused and a little put off by all of it. My boss turning into a woman, and a pregnant one at that? I guess that was one way to change his mind on maternity leave.



And it worked, too! My boss changed the maternity policy. She said it was outdated and she wouldn’t want any of her employees to miss spending time with their new babies when she would be away from working caring for her own. I get a whole six months with full pay! Even better than that I get to take time off work (paid!) to attend my boss’ baby shower next week and even a couple of days to help her shop for clothes for her baby boy!



I’m still a little weirded out by what happened. It’s odd, I’ll admit, but I got my revenge, and a new friend, too! My boss really is a cool gal, a better one than I ever thought she’d be. I know our kids will be great friends!