A horrible truth about a corrupt boss surfaces.

The missing colleagues...
The multitude of lies and countless deflections...
The figure of said boss growing larger and fatter...
There were too many bizarre instances to be coincidental.

The young, bright, and brown-nosed colleague who’d kept tabs on everything for months-would meet her abrupt end today.
Ms.Lee, who’s tightly packed and gurgling, now belongs to the corrupt bosses’ gut. Struggling to fight for her life. Every ounce of resistance making the acids break her down more...

However, this big bitch of a boss won’t be satisfied with just that. Not even close.
Not even a tiny little bit.

Ms.Lee’s closest friend, Ms.Mila, has been summoned for a ‘meeting.’ All to simply toy with her, and get the reaction the boss lives for.
That look of pure despair as Ms.Mila refuses to look at her huge, distended abdomen-caging her best friend inside.

...The bitch boss absolutely loves it.
Revels in it.
Continuing to just smile and reprimand Mila.
Over.
And over.
And over again.
Knowing full well that it was her, desperately trying to get Ms.Lee to stop investigating. To stop searching for the truth. But she couldn’t convince her, and she’ll never be able to now.

“...Well, Ms.Mila, I think I’ll have you stay awhile longer. You wouldn’t want to leave your dear friend alone in her last moments with me, right?” The Boss coyly spits as Ms.Lee’s muffled screams grow weaker, and Ms.Mila’s heads looks lower.
“The person you warned her to stop pursuing? The person you knew was practically spoon-feeding, ‘evidence,’ to her?“
Ms.Mila could only cringe at that, and bit her lip as this horrible reality sunk in more.
“I gave her many chances to give up you know, but alas...she really wanted to seek that truth. So I gave Ms.Lee what she sought-full details and all!” The boss lets out a bone crunching cackle, reveling in the growing whimpers she could hear. It was simply perfect.

Ah-but there was one last nail to be plunged into this sickening, vile mess.

The boss grinned more vigorously then ever, and spoke her most sincere advice to Ms.Mila. And, well, to what remained of Ms.Lee inside her gurgling stomach.
If she could still hear at all...

“Mind your business next time. You’ll save yourself a lot of trouble, believe me. Just keep your head low, just like you are now, and live a quiet life.
It’s what basic slabs of cattle are meant to do, of course~”

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A short stinky story to increase your viewing experience. Maybe.
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Goodbye now.

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