Hmmm, Joe thought, this thing has a lot of potential. Take Regional Vice-President Frank Lidle. A true jackass and a person who stood in the way of Joe's ideas for the future of the company. "Over the next three months, Frank Lidle will slowly turn into a jackass. No one around, including Frank, will be particularly surprised or upset by this, and he will be congratulated for being his authentic self. All insurance coverage of employees in the company includes a payout of five years salary for magical transformation rendering a person incapable of doing the job, so Mrs. Lidle will view her husband's transformation as a net positive. Frank will enjoy an unplanned retirement of sweet-tasting grass and sexy she-asses."
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On one level, Jenny couldn't believe it. This sexy young woman was formerly nebbishy Dave? But on another level, the story seemed absolutely true and undoubtable.
Dusty was having a difficult time dealing with her new hormones on her first day of womanhood. Excited and turned on before the interview, she was now despairing, although still on a fundamental level happy to be female. At the warm, cozy coffee shop, she blurted out the whole story to Jenny.
"You poor thing" said Jenny, taking Dusty's hand in hers. "Why don't you come over and stay with me tonight? I have a sofabed you can use."
"Thank you" said Dusty. "That would be wonderful."
"And I may be able to help you. I just remembered that our insurance policy has a 'job loss through magical transformations' clause."
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You want a piece of tail, the wizard muttered to himself. Bob felt an itching at the base of his spine.