It starts out well-lubricated

Dave left Bill admiring Candy to remind everyone about the 9 am meeting, using the wishbone to help the ladies in the office prepare. One after the other, they head to the ladies room, having decided to remove their underwear and deposit them in the trash before the meeting, thinking this was standard protocol.

The employees filed in and Dave counted noses. They weren't a large company. There was Bill and Candy and Marlise, the redhead receptionist. There was Shirl, a large, outspoken black woman in her thirties who wrote most of their press releases, and Su, a slight Asian woman in her 40s who was the company lawyer. Mel was there gnarled old accountant, a year out from retirement, Michelle, a late-20's lesbian with a severe haircut who was the social media specialist, and Evita, the real intern, the one that Dave had gotten fired for 'being creepy' around.

With the help of the wishbone, everyone was still accepting Dave as the boss and Candy as the intern, though Shirl and Michelle in particular looked disparagingly at Dave, Bill and Mel every time they noticed how pleasant Candy made the office. Dave would help them come around eventually.

"Thanks for coming to this meeting, everyone," Dave began, once everyone was seated at the conference table. "I know everyone has work to do, but the purpose of this meeting is to make sure everyone enjoys the work. Under my leadership, Charlene Vignor Public Relations is about to reach new heights of both employee morale AND customer satisfaction!"

Charlene applauded, because that's what Candy would do, and she squirmed as everyone briefly turned to her.

"Thanks, Candy," Dave said. "We can all learn a lesson from Candy's example. Is she smart? No she is not. Does she have any self-esteem? Not that I've noticed. But still, she comes in every day and makes this office a pleasant place to work, and damned if we don't all love her for it."

This time it was Bill and Mel that clapped, while Charlene blushed and preened in Candy's body.

The ladies looked confused and mildly disgusted.

"I don't know that any of this is appropriate," Shirl finally spoke up.

"Yes, exactly!" Dave said. "We've gotten so concerned about what's appropriate, we've forgotten to have fun! Su, is it illegal to have fun at work?"

The lawyer raised an eyebrow.

"Illegal to have fun?" She asked. "Well, no, not per se. I mean, there are illegal things that some people might say are fun, but it's not the fun that makes it illegal."

"Exactly! So if we want to have our morning coffee 'irish' we should, right? It's fun and it's not breaking any laws! None of us will be driving for hours!"

So saying, he pulled out bottles of liquor that Charlene recognized as coming from her kitchen liquor cabinet.

"I'm way ahead of you, Boss!" Said Mel, pulling a flask from his jacket pocket and saluting, then going back to his coffee with a grin.

"I always suspected as much, Mel," Dave said. "But there's no reason to hide it. We're all friends here! Family, really!"

"I don't drink," Su reminded him. "But I think there could be liability issues if you condone **** use in the office."

"Good point, Su," Dave said. "But since I've got the best lawyer in the world, I'm sure she could get me off."

The lawyer giggled as her attitude changed and the wishbone throbbed in Dave's hand.

"You're probably right about that," Su agreed, snatching a bottle of cognac from in front of her boss. "And hell, it's not like it's illegal."

She filled up the space remaining in her coffee cup with cognac, took a big sip, then topped it off again.

"Well fuck, if Su says it's ok, pass that Bushmill's down to me and Evita!" Michelle said, and Dave slid the whiskey her direction.

"I'm only 19," the Hispanic intern objected.

"19 is totally legal!" Michelle countered, having started to see Evita in a very different light with the help of the wishbone.

"I think she means about the ****," Su said. "Not, well, what you're thinking."

And then she giggled and topped off her coffee again.

"Hey, did your hair just get longer?" Michelle asked, noticing that the Asian woman's bob was now past her shoulders.

"Huh," Su said taking a silky strand between her fingers. "I guess it did. Like I said, I don't drink. Maybe **** has that effect on me."

"I've never heard of that,"Evita said, so focused on Su's sudden hair growth she didn't notice Michelle pouring whiskey in her coffee with a liscivious grin.

Charlene was dosing her own coffee. She knew Candy would want to look sophisticated in front of Dave. And she had a feeling she was about to have a lot of competition in the drunken humiliation category.

"Stop! Just stop!" Shirl boomed. "What the hell is going on with you people? Did Dave's crazy get contagious? He brings that addled thing into the office and a day later professionalism just goes out with the trash?"

Charlene blushed at being called an addled thing, along with the booze she was swilling.

"Now, Shirl, it's Thursday!" Dave pointed out.

"What does that have to do with anything?" Shirl demanded.

"Casual Thursday!" Marlise interjected from the seat she had taken on Mel's lap, gesturing with the grinning accountant's now empty flask for emphasis."Everybody does Casual Thursday!"

"It's not illegal," Su said, her hair down to the middle of her back, her formerly small tits growing noticeably beneath her white blouse.

"This is just insane!" Shirl spat. "That's not normal, what's happening to Su! None of this is normal!"

"Now Shirl, I don't want anyone in this office feeling uncomfortable," Dave said. "What can I do to make this better for you?"