Victoria: A boss with an attitude problem

Victoria Gale was completely in her element. That is to say, in her office displaying her dominance over her lesser.

The blonde, 34 year old CEO wore a white blouse and business skirt, with high heal shoes. She had a large grin on her lipsticked lips, looking across the desk to one of her terrified employees. She took special satisfaction at the look of shock and betrayal on the face of this worker.

"I don't understand. I've been working here for five years, and always hit my quota" the employee, a 25 year old asian woman said with a trembling voice. "I've contributed to some of the biggest company successes. You can't fire me."

Victoria gave a condescending grin. "Unfortunatly, you greatly overestimated your contributions. You see, the reason this company is a success is because of me."

She gestured to herself with an exaggerated twirl of the wrist, before continuing. "And I occasionally need to make necessary cuts, and unfortunatly you didn't make the cut."

"B-but, we... I..." the poor girl tried to argue. However, she was silenced as Victoria held up a finger to hush her.

"Oh I don't like unessisary emotions. So could you please save that for someone who cares." She let out a condescending laugh, and then pretended to look at her watch. "So, your replacement is coming in shortly, so if you could just get out that would be great."

"Right now? You can't do that. You need to at least give me time, time to adjust. This... this can't be legal."

"Oh, well why don't you do something about it. Though considering your new unemployment, I wouldn't recommend wasting even more money on it. Especially considering my lawyers have have pretty much crushed anyone who tried to file a suit against me... your odds aren't great."

"B-but..."

Victoria waved her fingers. "Bye bye."

A security guard game up behind the girl. She looked like she was going to say something, but bowed her head in defeat. Getting up, she was escorted out of the office.

Victoria leaned back into her chair in satisfaction. In truth she didn't need to fire that girl. Their profits had been doing just fine. But she felt like her employees had grown too complacent. Hopefully this little firing of a good employee would put the terror of god back into them, and make them work twice as hard out of fear they would be next.

She laughed to herself. "It was also fun. God it's been too long since I felt that rush of power. Maybe I should make a few more cuts, just for the hell of it."

She laughed again, then turned her chair around to look out of the window of her skyscraper office. She couldn't help but feel like this entire city was hers, or soon would be. She had climbed to the top position her industry without breaking a sweat, and was eager to take it even further, until everyone in this shitty town worked for her, whether they realized it or not.

Her musings were interrupted by her smartwatch informing her she had another meeting. Getting up, she walked over to her door.

However, on the other side wasn't the usual hallway, but a flash of blinding light. In an instant it enveloped her, and she felt a sensation similar to falling.

Before she had a moment to react, she heard the sounds of applause and cheesy gameshow music. Blinking, she found herself behind a podium in the middle of a stage. On both sides of her were bleachers of audience members, and cameras crews.

Directly in front of him was a man in a suit, also behind a podium and holding an oversized microphone in his hand. A large screens was behind him, which showed the words Bimbo or Billionaire, with a special logo.

Meanwhile to the left of him was a busty blonde in a skimpy red dress, in front of two large collections of numbered boxes. One group was under a label that said Rewards, and another said Punishment.

"The... the fuck is this?" Victoria asked, her brain having trouble processing the sudden change in location.

The man spoke into his microphone. "And welcoming us today is our contestant, Victoria Gale. Everyone please give her a round of applause."

The crowd cheered as Victoria looked around, still trying to get her bearings. Soon, her confusion turned to anger. "Who the fuck are you people?! What am I doing here?"

"You're here to play our gameshow, Bimbo or Billionaire: Challenge Edition. I'm your host Jack, and this is my lovely contestant Chrissi. She's an unlucky contestant who once..."

But Victoria cut him off. "Gameshow? Fuck that! I'm not playing a stupid game. How the fuck did you even get me here?!"

"Like I said, you were chosen. But I understand your confusion, as Bimbo or Billionaire doesn't exist in your reality. Well the rules are simple. You see..."

"I don't give a shit about your rules!" Victoria said, interrupting the host again. "I'm not playing your idiotic game. In fact, I'm going to sue you and your entire..."

This time Jack was the one to interrupt, his smile becoming more **** as obvious irritation appeared on his face. "Oh, so you don't want to know the rules? That's fine. Just let me know if you change your mind."

"Don't you dare cut me off when I'm speaking!" Victoria shouted.

Jack continued anyway, his annoyance becoming more obvious by the second. "Now, if you will spin the wheel to get your first challenge, we..."

"Are you deaf?! I'm not playing your shitty game!"

"Oh you won't spin. That's ok. Players are allowed to take a Normal challenge on their first round" Jack sighed.

But Victoria wasn't listening. Spotting an exit behind a curtain, she hopped down from her slightly raised podium and power walked towards it. "You'll be hearing from my attorney" she threatened.

However, before she got halfway there, something very peculiar happened. Her heels did a 180, spinning her back towards the podium. Then, almost robotically, they strutted back, her hips swaying in an exaggerated fashion which gave her ass an eye catching roll.

"Wh-what the fuck?" she said to herself, as they returned her to her original position.

"Oh, not leaving after all?" Jack sneered.

"I... I meant to do that... I... I wanted to see how pathetic your game really is" she said, more trying to rationalize her actions to herself then to him.

"Very good, because your random Normal challenge is about to be selected."