It was your first day as an intern. At the bottom rung of the corporate ladder, you were coming in with some expectations of what office life would be like. The emphasis the onboarding package put into encouraging you to consume a very particular diet high in bananas and specific supplements was odd, but you brushed it aside. After a few hours of shuffling menial paperwork under the hum of florescent lighting, a page popped into your cubical saying you were being called into your supervisor's office. You swallowed hard hoping you hadn't screwed up somehow, especially because this would be the first time you were actually meeting her.
The secretary waved you into an office that put your tiny corner of the world to shame. But you couldn't focus long on the décor, because behind the desk was a woman with a flawless face, glancing at you from the side of her eyes as she talked on the phone. The enormous expanse of her breasts threatened to burst from her blouse, the valley of cleavage consuming the workspace in front of her. Equally impractical were the tiny bat-like wings coming out of the sides of her head that told you she was a succubus. You supposed it wasn't too unusual to see one these days, especially after all the diversity initiatives, but you had never worked with a hellspawn before.
"A bold striped shirt calls for solid-colored or discreetly-patterned suits and ties," she said into the phone, pausing for the other side of the conversation. "Lunch just walked in. I've got to go," she said, hanging up with a definitive clack.
Lunch? You felt yourself go pale. No one told you to bring anything! A long, withering moment passed as she stared at you with expectation in her otherworldly eyes and you tried to think of something to say.
"I'm on a tight schedule today and I'm starving," she said, "So go ahead, take those pants off."
"I'm sorry?"
"Oh," she said, "you're new. I'm sure you've noticed my condition." Her tiny wings flapped back and forth. "There's really only one thing I can drink— besides coffee, and I have to cut back on that— can you guess what it is? And the only way for me to get it is if you button down and let me suck