Well, our story begins with the "humble" person who got a job as a top manager in a chic, ball busting company. In the beginning all was hunky dory. Before long, she mutated into a serpentine creature complete with flat head, flat face and flat breasts! Her tongue forked and she gnashes her pearly whites with relish. Oh yes, she grew an extra limb in the guise of a snivelling yoakle tightly attached by his nose to her bumhole.
How power corrupts...
Case no. 2: Take the head waitress that became the manager. She reigned hell in her department. Her hair piled up into a bun that towered above the clouds and a spare tyre around her waist the same size as her boobs. Yes everybody, Queen Hell resembles the Michelin Man. Complete with breasts. Her ability? To automatically lower the morale of her staff just by being present.
And what about the "simple" man that became the Director? His ego grew as his hair did and soon no cap, hat or building could contain it. The ego I mean. Could it be the witch behind him prodding his prostate forward or just the lure of more cash and power. He screams for attention and lashes out where he wants while sitting on his leather throne.
Power corrupts and turn some people into creatures that should be thrown deep into some dungeon and have the key destroyed... Become the Boss and you can make anybody's life hell. But don't forget: the path is narrow and the slightest wrong step will plunge you down into some abyss lined with sharp spikes and shards of broken curses...
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