One! and on your first roll!

You roll the dice and it spins for a suspiciously long time before landing on a one! Fuck, your luck in life is at the very least consistent!

Your heart races a bit as you wonder if anything is about to happen immediately, but the chattering of lunch break continues as normal. You sigh in relief and pocket the die before you continue to eat your sweaty slices of bread and cheese.

A few minutes pass and you hear the door to Angel's office open. "Alright everyone," a feminine voice announces and you pause. Did Angel have a visitor from HR or something? you get up along with the others, heads poking out of your cubicles in the direction of Angel's office door.

Someone that looks like she could be Angel's hot sister is standing in a pretty casual (if not risque outfit for the corporate maze of skullduggery you all were in.) but, no, memories of Angel appear in your mind and you realize the truth. This is Angel now, and who Angel had been for as long as they've been here.

This was the new and improved Angel that knew her job and cared about her department and the people working there. You feel a pang of emotion you didn't know you could feel anymore as you see her. is it Joy? With a bit of Lust?

"Lunch break is over, but I've talked with H.R and I've gotten us another ten minute to our lunch break as a solution to some of the problems we pointed out in the health inspections, starting from today," she announced to cheers and applause from the others in the room, yourself included.

"Thank you, thank you! Now, get back to break for another nine minutes, then we'll get through the last half in no time," she said before moving towards the elevators, probably to continue off to another meeting with HR or something.

Still, this seems like a suspicious happy ending for rolling a failure? Nothing else seems to have changed and everything seems better. Oh well, maybe it'll become clear before the die activates again? Speaking of which, you're sort of in shock for this mind fuck of a thing happening. The stuff you might be able to do with this die is beyond imagination... but you're still not sure what the consequences are.

You slide the die into your pocket. Then you decide to go get a cup of coffee and talk to your colleagues with your remaining time. You realize that you're not the only one that has had the idea and you find Daniel, Charlie and Lucas filling up their mugs.

"Hey Jamie," Lucas sighs with a tired smile. "Boss won another battle for us today?"

"We should buy her a bottle of wine on friday," Daniel replied as turned around from the machine, his filthy mug freshly refilled.

"I'd chip in for that," Charlie said as he stepped up to the machine, put his mug in the right spot-

*WHOOSH*

and spontaneously morphed into a blonde bombshell over a period of about two seconds, at the shock and surprised of nobody but you. You're frozen stiff at the sight of his clothes morphing and his blonde hair flowing down his back.

"Aw, I was going for tea," she said as she turned around while the machine was working. "We should put better markings on these buttons. Either way, I can go get a bottle for her. Any recommendations on something fruity from New Zealand, Danny?" she asked Daniel as she put her hand on his shoulder.

"Um, I don't-"

*WHOOSH*

"-Well, I guess I have a few ideas," Danny says in a kiwi accent as he too morphs into a female bombshell. Though with a bubblegum pink skirt, black but slightly see-through cotton top and some fancy jewelry. She takes a sip of her mug and scoffs. "Ugh, I also picked coffee for some reason. You guys know we probably could replace this machine with a water boiler and tea. Most of us just drink tea either way," she says as you notice the pitch of the chattering from the cubicles seem to lighten.

You glance outside and notice that where you previously had a score of depressed computer nerds, you now have a gaggle of chattering hot girls in various office outfits that you barely can believe they can get away with.

"You're responsible for the kitchen supplies, Lucas, couldn't you check with the property boys if they could send some hunks up to lift this thing out and get us something steamy instead?" Danny asked the second to last male left in the area.

You glanced over at Lucas as he gave Danny a suspicious look-

*Whoomph*

Which quickly morphed into a horny smile as he too turned into a hot office chick, his slight latin background now much more apparent. "Como no? I don't see why we couldn't get that fixed up before friday. Though maybe we should have them move the printer around a few more times first," She added to the conversation before they began talking about wine. For some reason you feel being left out of the conversation is not that unusual anymore.

You are of the opinion that moving the printers were your job, though? Hey, you won't complain if you're not about to suddenly morph into some hot office chick as the rest of them... or is this the negative effect of rolling a one materializing?