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You find the break room, but it is empty. You see wait staff coming and going from the kitchen to the dining area. You spot Carly talking to a chef. The chef is a large, bald, Hispanic man with a wispy mustache. He is leaning back away from Carly's putrid breath. You decide to put the thought in Carly's head that any time she sees an obese man, she thinks about him fucking her up the ass. Now if she sees an obese woman, she thinks about what it would be like to go down on her, and if she sees an obese man, she thinks about what it would be like for him to fuck her up the ass. You watch Carly stop talking and stare at the man for a second before growing nervous and walking off.

Greg walks by and sees you. "Who are you, and what are you doing here?"

"I heard reports that you are sexually harassing a waitress named Carly."

"What?!"says Greg incredulously. "Who are you?"

"I'm here to investigate if you are harassing Carly."

Greg walks up to you. "I don't have to talk to you unless you show me some ID!"

"Good, god, did you eat a box of cat litter for breakfast?" you ask holding your nose. "Your breath smells like cat crap!"

"Get out of here!" said Greg.

"Fine, I'll leave, but if you don't quit fucking Carly in exchange for favorable shifts, you're in big trouble shit breath!"

Carly walks by and sees you and Greg. "Hey, Greg, what's going on?"

Greg looks at Carly, and she brushes some hair over her ear before she lets loose a loud fart, blushes, and storms off.

You go back to your table. To your delight, you see an obese couple come in and sit in Carly's section. Tiffany comes by with another beer for you. "This has to be the worst day of Carly's life!" she says. "She is angry and embarrassed about something, but won't say why, but I'm not going to talk to her because her breath is so rancid!"

"She's getting what's coming to her," you say. You sip your beer.

You enjoy your beer and watch Carly come up to the obese couple. She freezes in front of the table as her eyes move from the woman to the man. She blushes a bit and swallows before taking their drink order.

You put it into her mind that obese people now make her horny. You also make her think that the only way to break the "witch's curse," is to have anal sex with an obese man while she eats out an obese woman. "Good luck setting that up," you say to yourself with a chuckle.

You spot another young couple and make the girl submissive with a heightened libido and a the boy dominant with a fetish for tying up his lovers and spanking them.

You finish your beer.