New perception

You begin your day with your regular Evil Glam routine. Then you check your crystal life **** collector, it seems to have drained the schoolgirls quite adequately. There is a chamber within the machine we're you can see swirling darkness and sparks of energy. Checking your notes and the old manual, you connect the machine to yourself and feel a jolt from your fingernails, to your toes, to the top of your head. You reel back, breaking contact with the machine.

You're trying to get over the shock when you feel your body changing. Your muscles harden. You seem to perceive colors you never noticed before. Your nails lengthen. Your breasts seem to grow as well luckily your not wearing a bra.

You drink a glass of milk trying to calm yourself. You go out to the garage, wanting to test your strength, you find a shovel and break the handle over your knee. You check the storage unit for the crystals and find the energy has gone down only a little bit.

You drive into work your mind racing with dark thoughts. You go to your office for a little bit. You're headed to Cassandra's office when you see Curtiss or at least part of you identifies him as Curtiss. He's massive, he's red, and he has giant onyx horns towering above his head.

Curtiss seems to look up at you and smile a serpent tongue wiggling out from between his teeth.

You stagger back to your office, sit down and start to finger yourself senseless. Rocking back and forth you bring yourself to two large orgasms.

You're guessing if Curtiss is a demon, so is most upper management. So what the company is run by demons? Who did you think it was the Easter bunny? Not going to let something like this stop you. You're good at what you do. What's more you're part of a team making the world over in your growingly dark and twisted image. What are you supposed to do get a consulting job with an oil company or tobacco. Give up the archive? Give up the black goo. Ridiculous. You serve the company the company gives you power.

You make your way to Cassandra's office.

On entering Cassandra's office you say. "So Curtiss is a demon."

Cassandra same as ever just looking very weary around the eyes said. "He was made a demon a failed mage sentenced to the pit for his transgressions. Now Charles Camber there's a demon."

"So Curtiss Faust is Dr. Johann Faust?"

"One and the same."

You make a note to self to be better than Faust.

Cassandra briefs you on a food processing firm the company has acquired. Your research will be used in the new product lines. She gives you a file on the food additives process.

About five o'clock Cassandra stops by your office. You have her identify Charles Camber in the demonology literature she's given you.