A BIG Job - Chapter 2

Chapter 2

He got the job, but before he signed the contract, Mrs. Caswell had a couple more questions for him

He was asked a couple of more… intimate questions, if we could put it this way. Height, weight, if he´s in any relationship. Even his blood type, that´s… is that usual? Allergies, hobbies, and also if he had a couple.

“I´m single…” that´s the last thing he answered.

“Very well,” Said Mrs. Caswell, her boobs bouncing a little as she turned the page. “Ok, one final question, for how long do you see yourself working here?” That was something more regular.

Maybe she wanted to see how committed her was with the job. A test, to which he, for sure, had to answer something near a long time. “For as long as possible! Even… well, I wouldn´t mind it if it´s for a lifetime.” He giggled a little, but she didn´t.

“Sounds good, now, you don´t have any other job, right? We like commitment, and exclusivity from our employees.” She said.

“Oh, no… not at all. This´ll be my… my one and only, hehe.” He joked, but he was sincere, he didn´t have any other offer or job in mind right now.

Mrs. Caswell´s eyes sparkled as soon as she heard those words. “Splendid…” she replied.

Her eyes were completely focused on him for a moment. A long moment.

After the pause, Mrs. Caswell was quick on giving him a contract to sign. Now, he works for them, and only for them. He didn´t read all the terms and conditions, he figured there would be a training or something to explain all that.

His contract was kind of thick, at least ten pages, and he signed with his name about eight times. His signature on five pages and his initials at the end.

“All done!” Mrs. Caswell said, storing the document in her desk. “Now, in order to welcome you… why don´t you join us… for a toast!” She invited, with a friendly tone.

“A toast?” He asked.

“Of course! We´d like to welcome you as a part of our team! A VERY valuable part of our team…” those last words mean much more than he thinks.

“S-sure, why not?” He accepted, afraid that rejecting the offer might be inappropriate.

Within a moment, he was in the other room, where the computers were.

He found himself between of the other employees. The two, now, coworkers of his and the receptionist. And also, of course, Mrs. Caswell.

“Now, Ron, would you be so kind and stand in the middle?” Mrs. Caswell asked.

“The middle?” Why?

“Yes, dear. You know, this is your moment, it´s just to make this more… meaningful.” She said, lying of course.

“Sure…” she´s the boss, he should get used to following her orders. Even if they may be kind of odd, but this wasn´t dangerous… was it?

This “toast” is not just any toast. And he´s not just standing in the middle because he´s “The man of the moment”, this is all part of a more elaborate plan.

The drink he has in his hand, there´s more on it than just a drink. This is special, we could say it´s a special formula, but in reality, it´s more like a potion.

All ladies are looking at him, he feels kind of odd standing in the middle of all. Maybe this was just a formality? He couldn´t really notice something was bad. But everyone, aside him, knew exactly what was going on.

“For Ron, the guy that´s come here to change our lives!” Mrs. Caswell said, rising her cup.

Ron giggled, change their lives? He was just another employee. There´s nothing special about him. Or so he thinks.

“For Ron!” All the other ladies said, rising their glasses too.

“For me!” He said, giggling in the inside. And then, he approached the cup to his mouth.

He thought it´ll be just a sip, just a little, to check how this drink was. He knew that they wouldn´t spend too much in just a drink for everyone.

However, when the liquid touched his tongue, his eyes went wide. The taste, it was cold, but sweet. And it seemed to melt warmly in his tongue. Ron closed his eyes to enjoy the moment.

He didn´t notice, but all the other ladies were waiting for him to drink up before they drank from their cups.

Little by little, swallow after swallow, he drank the whole thing. It was kind of thick, but it went down easily. The flavor was sweet, but kind of strong too. And he couldn´t stop drinking.

Ron paid no attention, with his eyes closed, but he started to glow, even if it wasn´t for more than a second, he was surrounded by a yellow glow.

Meanwhile, the rest of the ladies at the office drank from their cups, drinking it all down. And then, there was a glow around them too, a white glow.

Ron stood there with his eyes closed for a little longer. He breathed in, and then breathed out. He felt relaxed, in peace, ignoring that this was just the beginning, and that he had just been a part of a ritual.

Everyone looked at him, then they looked at each other. Funny, they had the idea they will feel different immediately. But aside of the glow, things feel kind of the same.

At least on the outside. Inside, they are full of hope. Eager to see the results this spell will have on them. Unable to hold their joy for much longer.

Ron slowly opened his eyes. He looked around, how long were his eyes closed? Why is everyone looking at him? Friendly smiles, that´s all they are, to him at least, but it´s still way too much attention.

“Sorry, I… think I drank the whole thing.” He said.

“No need to apologize, we all did.” Mrs. Caswell pointed out.

After the “toast”, Mrs. Caswell told Ron he should go home. To rest and come back tomorrow with all of his energy restored. Those words sound silly, but she was right.

Ron thought he could stay and just wander around the office for a moment, check his new desk, maybe get to know the other employees. But he figured out it´ll be better to listen to Mrs. Caswell.

Not because he was concerned about this day being unpaid, or because he had other things to do. He decided to go home because, out of a sudden, he was feeling tired. Kind of lethargic.

“You know, I´m feeling a little tired. I think it´ll be for the best if I get home to have some rest.” He said, agreeing with his boss´s advice.

“Of course!” Mrs. Caswell said, “Go home and take your rest. We´ll see you tomorrow, once you´re well rested, sounds good?”

“Sure, boss.” Now he can officially call her boss.

Ron felt so odd, why was he tired? He even yawned as he walked out of the room. And then again when he exited the building.

All of the ladies were still in this circle, now free to talk about what had just happened.

“I´m not feeling much different, how about you?” Angela asked, pushing her long hair aside as she looked at the others.

“Nothing here…”Added the youngest of them, Miranda.

“Ladies, this is not immediate. I´ve explained you before. This will be a long way, but the fruits we collect in the end, they will be just as sweet!” Mrs. Caswell said.

“For sure! Still, I don´t know, I was hoping this´ll make us feel slightly different, you know, so that we know it works?” Gertrude, the thicker lady said.

“What? Only because you´re not feeling any different right now, you think it doesn´t work? For your information, Gertie, the first time this potion was made, it made everyone nauseous, would you like that?” Mrs. Caswell asked.

“Oh, no ma´am.” Gertrude replied.

“Me neither, that´s why I fixed that. Trust me, ladies, the potion we just had works just as it should.” Mrs. Caswell said. “So don´t doubt me, and just be patient.” She instructed.

The room was quiet for a moment, Mrs. Caswell is the boss, but she´s also much more than just that…

“So… I think you picked the right guy,” Angela broke the silence, “he´s handsome, don´t you think?”

“He is! So cute.” Added Gertrude.

“Not completely my type, but if he can do the job…” Said Miranda.

“The looks are not the main thing, he´s right what we needed. A man full of energy.” Mrs. Caswell said.

“And also handsome.” Added Angela.

“Of course,” Said Mrs. Caswell as she rolled her eyes, “and he has some looks as well…”

This is just the beginning, day cero. From now on, things will start to change around the office.

Ron got home, barely on time. As soon as he crossed the door, he could hardly keep his eyes open.

“So tired… why?” he wondered as he walked, but he only made it to the couch.

He gave no more than five steps into his apartment before he stumbled and fell in his couch.

The couch wasn´t new, and neither was it comfortable to sleep on, but he didn´t seem to mind.

Ron´s eyes were closed, and they will not be open until tomorrow morning.

Usually, he doesn´t have much dreams. But that day, he did dream a little.

It felt more than just a dream, it felt as if he was recapitulating what had happened that day.

He saw the face of all of his coworkers. Starting with the front desk lady, then the other two ladies. As if he was walking into the office, but he didn´t turn towards his desk.

Instead, he wandered all the way into his boss´s office. He opened the door and found Mrs. Caswell standing there. But not just standing she was glowing!

And her glow simply expanded, filling the room, until it blinded him!

After that, he saw the cup, more precisely, his mind was focused on the liquid inside the cup. And he saw how the cup wend up and the liquid was pouted inside his mouth, or so he assumed.

But then, he looked at the floor, and the liquid seemed to make a path into each of the ladies at the office. Four streams, all coming from him and into each of them.

“A toast!” He heard as they all rose their cups. And then, the glow again. And finally, he woke up.

“What…?” Did he sleep on the couch? Well, he doesn´t feel like it, the last time he did, his back felt kind of sore, but not this time. In fact, the only thing he feels is hunger.

Funny, he can´t recall waking up hungry. It´s not the usual for him.

Ron stood up, first he noticed he had the exact same clothes on him, he´ll also need a shower. Then, he just walked into the kitchen.

He was feeling so hungry today, a simply bowl of cereal won´t do. Ron decided to just sate his hunger. He felt rested, but he ignored one thing. Time.

If he had taken a nap, then he would´ve woke up one or even two hours after he landed on the couch, but he didn´t.

Instead, he slept through the whole evening, and then the whole night, and now, it was morning again. But what time exactly?

Ron giggled as he looked out the window, it seemed as if the store across the street was just opening. But doesn´t it open by ten?

Ron turned to look at the watch on the microwave. 9:56 am, said the clock.

His eyes went wide, there´s just no way!

He pulled his phone put of his pocket; the time was right. It was 9:56 am, of the next day!

Did he really sleep all day? He got home a little after midday, how did he sleep for over twenty hours?!

“Oh no…”

Ron was worried, he should be at the office by now! How did he oversleep that much? He slept through an entire day! Almost, but still, that´s WAY longer than he´d ever sleep.

He wasn´t sure what to do, but then, the grumbling on his stomach reminded him what to do first.

“Well… I guess I´m already late, why should I be late AND hungry?” Not a good first day impression, but what else can he do?

He´ll make it up, he´ll stay an extra hour if he must. To repay for his lost time.

Ron fixed himself some breakfast, something he could eat quickly, but after he finished, he was still hungry.

“Is this like… some sort of hibernation issue? Like… do I need to recover from all that sleep?” He wasn´t sure, and didn´t want to waste any more time.

His best idea was to drink milk, straight from the bottle. He figured, milk has protein, fats and all other things. Calcium and such, it can count as a breakfast by itself, right? A liquid breakfast.

After drinking down about 30 ounces, he made his way to the bathroom.

“I can´t walk in there with the exact same clothes…” he thought as he made his way to the bathroom.

He took his clothes off and then entered the shower.

Shampoo was the first thing he did, however, there was something in his mind. Although, it didn´t quite started in his mind.

“Hmm?” He thought, and looking down he found his member, kind of hard, and he could feel some desire in his chest. Masturbate? Does he need some… release?

“No, not today…” he thought, his mind starting to fill with lust, but his urge to get to work was stronger.

It was odd, he´s not the kind of guy who wakes up with such lusty desires, his body seemed to want some carnal action, masturbation, but he didn´t have the time.

Things were kind of strange, he slept like a whole day, and now he´s aroused? Was this a way for the universe to ruin things for him? To ruin his first day?

Ron walked out of the shower and, with a towel around his waist, he walked into his bedroom for some clean clothes.

He got dressed, picked his things and went off to work. He was in such a hurry; the good thing is that he found a taxi.

He gave the driver the address and then he made his way.

Ron arrived to the office, but before he entered, he checked on the time. 11:03 am. That´s way too late. Although, he doesn´t recall receiving a schedule.

He was told, or at least he read, that he´ll have three days off every week. Which means, he´ll work four days a week, eight hours per day. Now, does that mean he´ll work from Nine-to-Five? He should´ve asked.

But even if he had to work from Ten-to-Six, he would still be late for that. Even if he had to work from Eleven-to-Seven.

Ron entered the office, he couldn´t lose any more time.

He immediately met the front desk and walked towards the machine to clock himself in.

“Good morning, or should I say… noon?” Came a voice, Angela´s voice.

“Hi! I, uhm… I know, I´m late, sorry it´s just that…” he started.

“Oh, don´t worry, it´s none of my business if you´re late. I mean, we all have, right? However… it´s not the best impression to be late on your first day…” She said.

Ron understood what she was saying, he knew what this was all about, but instead of feeling sorry, he found himself lost in her eyes.

Angela´s honey-colored eyes, and her lips, as she spoke those lips seemed as if they wanted to be kissed.

He sighed, enchanted by her beauty. But why? He knows she´s pretty, that´s something he registered yesterday, but why does she have such an impression on him today?

“You know, the boss has been asking for you…” Angela added at last.

“She has?! Oh I… I better get going then, hehe.” Was he about to be fired?

Ron crossed the door and entered the office, but before he walked towards his desk, his two co-workers spotted him.

“Look who´s finally here…” Came Miranda´s, slightly sarcastic, tone.

“Good morning, Ron!” Cheered Gertrude.

“Sorry, I kind of fell asleep…” He apologized.

“Don´t apologize to us, it´s the boss who´ll be mad. Maybe she shouldn´t have hired you so promptly.” Miranda said.

“Miranda, don´t be that way, I´m sure she´ll understand, besides, you know…” Gertrude turned at her and gestured, avoiding what she really wanted to say, but still emphasizing the reason why he was late. “Sometimes… one can´t wake up, you know…” Gertrude´s hiding something, but he doesn’t know.

“Sure… you can get to your desk, I let a note with all of your credentials.” Miranda said as she turned back at her computer and started typing rapidly. “Any questions, ugh, you can come over to my desk.” She doesn´t hide the fact that she doesn´t quite like him there.

“Please, excuse her. She´s very skilled with computers, but now with people,” Gertrude said, and then she looked at Miranda and, with a colder tone added: “or kindness…”

Ron didn´t quite appreciate Miranda´s attitude, but Gertrude´s kindness, it really made him feel warm inside. So kind, he wondered if she was a tender woman.

For a second, he stood there, with his mind focused on one thing, who´s Gertrude? She´s kind, is she a hugger? Will she wrap those soft arms around him? He felt some tingles inside, and then, he was back to earth.

Why does he want her to hug him? Those were odd thoughts.

Ron found himself looking at Gertrude, he just smiled and then he went straight to his desk, why was he having such thoughts?

He sat on his desk and then turned on the computer, unlocked it and then logged in his new credentials.

He found it all written in a piece of paper, the one Miranda left.

He smiled, even if she looks like a woman who´s a bit cold and not so social, her note was kind of cute.

It was hand-written. The titles were pink and the instructions were of a sky blue. All of his credentials and passwords were in red. And a note: “Please, make sure to change your password.”

He followed her instructions, they were written so kindly, quite a contrast with the woman who received him with such a sarcastic tone. Maybe she was just bad when expressing herself?

Within fifteen minutes, Ron was set. Two monitors for himself, a comfortable chair, and an ample desk. Just as the other two ladies. And now, he was wondering what he should do. Will there be any training?

Shortly after, before he even opened his mouth to ask his new peers, a message popped up in his screen.

“Ron, please come to my office. ASAP.” Attentively, Mrs. Caswell.

He swallowed, there´s no chance they will let him log in if they are going to fire him, right? And then, some worry, was he in trouble?