Corporate Contract
"Alice, you could stop by my desk when you have a moment?" Jake said, calling out over the row of cubicles.
"Is... is something wrong?" she stuttered, approaching his desk a few minutes later. "Is this about my productivity scores, or...?"
"No, no, nothing like that," Jake said, with a friendly smile and a dismissive wave. "You're not in trouble. Think of this as... an offer. Or an opportunity, if you will. There's no easy way for me to ask this, but... how would you like to be beautiful?"
"Sir...?"
"I know, I know, but hear me out. See this contract? Lucas provided these to me. It's... a sort of employee appreciation campaign. All you have to do is sign it, and we can give you a complete makeover."
"And it's... free?" Alice asked, nervously wringing her hands.
"Well, we'll be collecting something from you later... but the reward comes first. Here, take a look." Jake placed the contract in front of her, which she examined with a puzzled stare.
"All I have to do is... give you my soul? What... Jake, what does that even mean?"
"Oh, don't sweat it," Jake said, lying through his teeth. "I signed one of these too. The idea is that you pour your heart and soul into the company. The specifics to be determined later, of course, but mostly we're just looking for a long term promise from you."
"Well, that's..." Alice paused, looking at it nervously. "And if I leave the company, I can pay that back in a different way?"
"Of course you can," Jake said, with a warm smile. "I understand you're just in high school right now, with no idea of where you're going to go in the world. Don't work about it. We can work out something else if need be."
"Then... then I'll do it," she said, taking a deep breath as she signed the contract. Alice gasped in shock as her body slowly adjusted itself. Her freckles vanished, her breasts expanded, and her modest clothing adjusted itself to better frame her now impressive figure. She wandered back to her desk in shock, letting the changes to her body sink in.
"And probably also the feeling of no longer having a soul," Jake said to himself. He took a look at the contract. Purity value of 30 feathers... minus 18 for the cost of beautification? "Well, shit," he muttered to himself. "I'd better get a good deal on the next one."
"Is... is something wrong?" she stuttered, approaching his desk a few minutes later. "Is this about my productivity scores, or...?"
"No, no, nothing like that," Jake said, with a friendly smile and a dismissive wave. "You're not in trouble. Think of this as... an offer. Or an opportunity, if you will. There's no easy way for me to ask this, but... how would you like to be beautiful?"
"Sir...?"
"I know, I know, but hear me out. See this contract? Lucas provided these to me. It's... a sort of employee appreciation campaign. All you have to do is sign it, and we can give you a complete makeover."
"And it's... free?" Alice asked, nervously wringing her hands.
"Well, we'll be collecting something from you later... but the reward comes first. Here, take a look." Jake placed the contract in front of her, which she examined with a puzzled stare.
"All I have to do is... give you my soul? What... Jake, what does that even mean?"
"Oh, don't sweat it," Jake said, lying through his teeth. "I signed one of these too. The idea is that you pour your heart and soul into the company. The specifics to be determined later, of course, but mostly we're just looking for a long term promise from you."
"Well, that's..." Alice paused, looking at it nervously. "And if I leave the company, I can pay that back in a different way?"
"Of course you can," Jake said, with a warm smile. "I understand you're just in high school right now, with no idea of where you're going to go in the world. Don't work about it. We can work out something else if need be."
"Then... then I'll do it," she said, taking a deep breath as she signed the contract. Alice gasped in shock as her body slowly adjusted itself. Her freckles vanished, her breasts expanded, and her modest clothing adjusted itself to better frame her now impressive figure. She wandered back to her desk in shock, letting the changes to her body sink in.
"And probably also the feeling of no longer having a soul," Jake said to himself. He took a look at the contract. Purity value of 30 feathers... minus 18 for the cost of beautification? "Well, shit," he muttered to himself. "I'd better get a good deal on the next one."