As the veteran congressman marched towards his offices, his sudden appearance was already causing waves in the state of reality. Ahead of him, a number of interns and other staffers had found themselves now working for a Representative of a different party than their own. Their old boss had been displaced from office and they were all about to get an earful from their new one...
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The twenty-something Ernie had been the first notice that several of the campaign posters on the walls had changed from supporting Joaquin Guerreo to Martin Sewell. He turned to his partner, Jeffrey and pointed it out.
"That's not right, honey. Is somebody playing a bad joke?"
"I dunno. Maybe Rebecca knows?"
Ernie's lispy mention of her name caught the attention of Rebecca Peters. She was an lesbian, in her early forties who favored pant suits and flats that projected a sense of professionalism. Her gaze immediately caught sight of the altered posters, but didn't notice that wall they were on had begun to shift from plain drywall towards wood panneling.
"Alright, I know you guys like to have a little fun but why would you put up that swarmy guy's posters?"
The two gay men held up their hands in protest of the accusation.
"But it wasn't us! Honest!"
The denial from Ernie seemed sincere to Rebecca, who'd learned a lot working with the younger generation on the Guerr...Sewell campaign. She blinked at that thought for a second. Was that right or...?
"Look, just get back to work you two. The boss will be here soon and if he catches you slacking off..."
At that moment, Rep. Martin Sewell entered the office door. He'd grinned at the sight of his name on its clear glass surface, but that faded into an all too familar frown once he saw the trio of his staff gathered before him.
"What are you doing? I'm not paying to stand around and chatter like a bunch of those damned faggot TakTik teens..."
The homophobic slur directed at the three queer staffers had allowed the 'were-breeder' curse to get a foothold on them. But they weren't the only ones, however. Another staffer, Mandy, a younger woman dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, her hair dyed purple and pink had been coming out of the break room at the same moment.
"Are any of you listening to me? Get back to work!"
The second shout from the congressman snapped all of them back to attention, just as the heavy oak door to his private office slammed shut. Around them, the walls had completed their changes and new pictures hung upon them, framed photos of Sewell meeting with influential figures in entertainment and politics. Below their feet, a tiled floor had been covered up with a thick maroon carpet, while folding tables and chairs had been replaced by proper office furniture like desks.
Rebecca coughed slightly and then spoke.
"Alright, alright. Jeffrey and Ernie, you get back to your work. Mandy, can you make a cup of coffee the way the boss likes it?"
"Two sugars, no milk."
"Perfect. In the meantime, I'll talk to him and see what's triggering him today..."
The gay couple nodded and head towards their desks, clasping their hands in support and love. Mandy turned back towards the break room, confident that her mentor (and unrequited crush) Rebecca had this in hand. That said woman allowed herself a lustful glimpse at the denim-clad ass of the young lesbian before opening the door to the Congressman's office...
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Now the curse had four victims, all of who had just been triggered but who would be the first to be transformed...?