It's a guessing game, and Nathan decides to gamble with green. Putting in just a drop, the liquid mixing in with the brown coffee. Vanishing from sight as Henry turns around and sits back at his desk. Taking a sip, suspecting nothing as he continues on.
"I don't like yelling at my staff, but it's my job."
His voice starts to get deeper at the end, head starting to get bigger, neck lowering to give a hunched stance. Nathan can't believe what he's seeing, the skin around his boss's lips is turning green, and his mouth is partially agape. Two of his lower teeth turning to tusks, as he takes another sip and continues.
"You are a bad employee. Bad for the company. Bad for business."
His forehead expands, brows thickening and resting just above his eyes. Nose becoming wider, skin looking harder. Nathan can recognize the new face of his boss, he's becoming an orc, but why is he becoming an orc? It makes no sense, and yet it seems the changes can't be stopped. Henry leaning back in his seat as his stomach presses out even further. Buttons straining, and shortly bursting off as his fat gut gets even fatter. The turning orc giving his exposed skin a quick scratch, which starts to cause the green to spread from there. With each itch, the colour spread further, and the man's body gets heavier. The upper parts of his shirt tearing with a loud rip, pecs still tight against his form, but large enough to be a pillow. Veins visible on the managers increasingly muscular green arms. He could rip Nathan in half, yet he just looks confused.
"Mmm. Nathan. What we talking bout again?"
His voice has become simpler, some of the intelligence leaving his eyes. Nathan forced to speak up as his boss takes another sip.
"Me, sir. We're talking about... me."
"You? Ah, new employee! Yes! Welcome!"
As if he was never angry, Henry gives a bright smile. Standing from his seat, and Nathan getting a good look at the orc's crotch. His dick has to be huge, bulge visible underneath his pants. Not helped by the fact that his thighs are starting to thicken just as his chest did, snapping off the fabric to free themselves from the strain. Nathan prays that at least the underwear will hold, but it breaks apart in seconds to show the orcs girthy cock. It would snap a human in half, thicker than Nathans fist, and 15 inches long while erect. Two hairy and heavy balls swaying underneath, as the older orc idly strokes his dick.
"Desk far back of office. People there fun!"
"T-thanks, Henry."
"Hern'ry! Close, but no Henry!"
The orc laughs, strokes starting to hasten, and globes of pre landing between the two men. The monster letting out primitive grunts as his rubs accelerate, and Nathan watches mesmerized. Cock pumping and releasing a flow of cum, thankfully pointed away from his keyboard and computer, but still piling on the corner of his desk. The new orc sitting down in his chair, which strains to contain his new mass. Quickly shattering underneath him, as he falls to the floor, laughs, then presses a button on the underside of his desk.
"New chair. Also, morning cleaning."
Oh no, someone was going to come here. What are they going to think? Seeing their boss as a monster, and Nathan here. He'd be screwed, this would be way worse than getting fired. Yet as Hern'ry's secretary opens the door, she just shrugs and starts to clean the desk with a mix of towels.
"A bit earlier than usual."
"I got good guest! Nathan good man."
"Oh, the new employee. Good to meet you."
"Good to meet you too! But I gotta get to work, lot of grind and all that."
"Lot of grind! But relax. Job easy."
"T-thanks boss. I will."
Nathan awkwardly shuffles out of the room, not certain of what's more surprising. That his boss became an orc, or that the secretary didn't care. His phone vibrates in his pocket as he tries to locate his desk. It's a text, from Veronica? He never gave her his number... it doesn't even surprise Nathan at this point.
'Good work. Just do that a lot more and you'll be set.'
That was the plan?
'How does this help me?'
'You still have your job, don't you?'
It's true... but did that really help? Veronica is first to respond again.
'Monsters are nice and we can control them. They can also have added benefits. I'm sure your boss would love to fuck you.'
He would? Wait no, that's not good. He wants to work, not have sex with monsters. But an idea does come to his mind. His boss was pretty easy to trick, he definitely could use this for his own gain. It's evil, but it's also beneficial. There's just two more things he has to work out.
'Two questions before I keep going, why does no one else notice, and why can I control these monsters?'
His eyes were glued to the phone, wanting an answer before deciding just what to do. A long message being typed back, which he focused on as much as he could.
'The suitcase sprayed you when it was opened. Monsters can't resist that scent; it makes things easier. As for everyone else, we've been planning this for a while. Everyone besides new employees has been spiked with a drug to make them more willing to accept any changes that happen. Now, Nathan, just do what we want, and you'll be fine. In fact, you'll even get a few promotions. Just keep making workers into new creatures, whatever you're wanting, and work your way to the CEO. He's the target.'
This is a lot more than Nathan expected for his first day. The new employee finally getting to his desk at the far back of the room. Isolated from the rest and giving him a moment to decide on what he really wanted to do from here.