Keep them on

Rob and Paul start stripping their clothes off, but Chris and Mike keep theirs on and you see them tapping the invisible-to-you buttons on their wrist screens. You also keep your clothes on, look at your wrist, flip it over and tap the blue button.

The fist thing you notice is a shiver going down your spine. You immediately feel good; less tired, a bit more awake, and you stand up straighter. Your clothes simultaneously feel a bit tighter and you look at your right arm as your bicep there grows before your eyes. You feel tightness around your chest and look down to see your pectoral muscles filling your clothes completely, while the clothes around your belly are much looser as the fat around that area shrinks away. Your trousers are tight around your legs.

You find it's a little difficult to breathe in, so you put an extra effort into your next inhalation. As you do so, you hear the unmistakable sound of clothes ripping as your top finally gives way. The next feeling is an uncomfortable one; you realise your underpants are almost painfully tight. {if fart=true}Your stomach starts rumbling ferociously.{endif}

You look over at Mike as he pulls the remains of his shredded clothing off of his expanded body. {m5} is doing likewise and you follow suit. As you bend to put the shreds of your t-shirt on the floor, both your trousers and underpants simultaneously rip. You find you have no qualms about stripping them off - the relief of removing the tightness far outweighs any shyness of being naked in front of these men who were strangers until a few hours ago. After all, they're all doing the same.

"Wow, just look at this thing!" exclaims Rob, indicating his admittedly impressively large cock.

"Fuck, it's huge!" says Mike looking at both Rob's dick and his own as he mindlessly strokes the latter; it immediately starts to harden and stand erect. By now all five of you are stark naked, cocks in hand as you take in the sight of your new bodies - your own and those of your new friends.

Phil laughs loudly.

"I always love this bit," he says with a broad grin on his face. "It never fails to amaze me, the sight of five hitherto completely heterosexual men getting aroused at the sight of other men's bodies. Remember this moment, gentlemen," he says, "because sexuality is a lot more fluid than you think. When you're **** for a fuck, you'll fuck any orifice going. If you can have anal sex with a woman, it's not a big step to doing the same with a man. I'm not suggesting you should do anything of the sort right now, by the way," he hastily adds, taking in the disbelieving glances from you and the other guys, "just planting a seed of a thought."{if fart=true}

{m5} squats slightly and lets out a huge fart. Your stomach has stopped rumbling now and you feel you also need to let rip, so do so. Within a minute or two the air is heavy with the stench of shit as all five of you release your body gases. You find you need to fart again and again.

"Don't worry, it does settle down," explains Phil. "Your new metabolism converts excess fat to gas and you fart it out. Because some of you had a fair bit of body fat to get rid of, your bodies are just doing their thing."

"Uh, it fucking stinks," says Rob.

"Now, now Rob, don't pretend you don't like it," Phil reprimands gently.

"Yeah, it's all right actually," admits Mike. "No worse than Paul's shit was earlier. Normally I don't like smelling other people's, but this," he takes a deep breath, "Oh fuck yes, I could grow to like it."

Perhaps to your surprise, you and the other men find yourselves nodding along in agreement.{endif}