Yes, of course I am!

Phil leads the five of you back to the break room. As you follow behind him you are once again surprised at just how comfortable these clothes are.{if fart=true}You fart again; it's long and loud. Phil had warned the five of you to try and keep your farting under control until the women had been transformed, so it was good to take the opportunity to let rip with this one before the women come out to meet you.

"Haha, nice one, Lance" says Rob. Then he does a sort of double-take. "Shit, if you told be a couple of hours ago I'd be complementing other blokes on their farts I'd have fucking decked you," he laughs. You smile in return.{endif}

You watch the door to the women's room as it opens and out walks Brad followed by Mary and the other women, Emily, Hazel, Barbara and Laura. As Phil instructed you, you and the other men deliberately stand a little way away from each other as you meet your partners so that none of the couples are intermingling.

"Hi, babe," you say to Mary as she looks you up and down, a hungry look in her eyes.

"Wow, you look amazing," she says. You flex a bicep as she feels it. "That's incredible. And these clothes, they're lovely. They've done such a good job on making you guys over," she glances around the room at the other men as she says this.

"What about you, have you had a good time?"

"Yeah, it's actually been really good fun. The other girls are great! It's just a shame we didn't get a makeover too."

"Aw, you look great the way you are," you say reassuringly, trying not to be distracted by the beautiful curves of Honey as she stands and talks to Phil and Brad.

"That's sweet but I wish my... I wish I could look a bit more..." Mary struggles to find her words.

"A bit more what?" you ask, deliberately unhelpfully.

"Well, like Honey a bit," she replies. You know exactly what she means of course but decide to act confused.

"In what way?" you ask, trying to sound innocent.

"I want my... I'd like a bigger... oh, never mind. How was your session?" she asks, trying to change the subject.

"It was great thanks, very informative. Did they tell you we've got an apartment in this building?"

"An apartment? No. Does that mean we're staying here tonight? I've no clue what's happening next to be honest." This is quite an admission from Mary, who usually wanted to be in control of everything back in the old world. She was usually very **** to admit she didn't know what was happening or wasn't in control of it.

Phil's voice cuts across the room: "Right, ladies and gentlemen, it's time to make our way back into the meeting rooms, if you please. I know some of the ladies have been admiring the clothes your men are wearing, and I'm pleased to say we have some outfits for you as well. In you all come, take a seat with your partners.

Phil waits at the door as you all file past him, and he directs each couple to a pair of chairs around the room. As you go through, he makes eye contact with each of the men and subtly taps his wrist. You and Mary are the last to enter; Emily and Rob go through before you and as he goes through the door you see Rob activate his wrist screen and tap the button. You glance at Mary, knowing that this Mary is about to change into almost a different person, then look at your wrist as you flip it over and hit the pink button that only you can see. You sit down with Mary but your eyes are mostly on Mike's wife Laura. She was the first of the women through the door so you expect she's going to be the first to be transformed. You try not to stare, though, and look around at the other couples; you notice the other men are also glancing at Laura a lot to see what will happen.

Laura doesn't seem to have noticed the attention on her. She fidgets a little in her seat, her attention mostly on Mike beside her, partly on Phil who is walking to the centre of the room, and also frequently looking down at herself with a slight confused expression on her face. Phil can't resist a glance in her direction before he starts talking to the group.

"Thank you ladies and gentlemen for your time today," he begins, and explains that both groups have learnt some of the customs and traditions of the city you're now in and that in a moment you'll be putting your knowledge to the test by introducing each other. You can tell that he's mostly waffling to fill time while the transformations take place, and he's not really expecting you to pay much attention.

Barbara and Hazel are also fidgeting slightly, and Laura's breasts have definitely grown.{if fart=true} Even though you're across the room, you can hear her stomach rumbling, and Barbara's as well. {endif}Laura seems to be sitting slightly taller on her chair and you realise that's because her buttocks have almost doubled in size. She starts to make subtle noises of pleasure as her extra-sensitive nipples rub against the tight fabric of her top, combined with noises of discomfort as her growing boobs and arse strain against her restrictive clothing{if fart=true} and she struggles to fight the demanding urge to fart{endif}. Her bra gives way first with a tell-tale audible ping, followed seconds later by the loud ripping of her clothes.

Next to you, Mary is fidgeting uncomfortably and nearby, so is Rob's wife Emily. Phil has stopped talking now, nobody is paying attention to him. Most attention is on Laura but some of the women are preoccupied with what's happening to themselves.

Laura's tits are now huge and on full display.

"What the fuck is happening to me?" she demands, covering her nipples with her hands. As soon as she does so, her expression changes to one of deep pleasure. "Ooohh," she moans as instead of covering her nipples she starts rubbing them.{if fart=true} The distraction is enough for her to finally lose control of her bowels and the sound of her huge fart fills the room.{endif} Her eyes roll back in her head, her hips thrusting rhythmically, her naked pussy gleaming as it drips with her sexual juices. She closes her eyes, breathes deeply, and when she opens them she has a broad smile on her face. {if fart=true}"Oh my god that felt so good," she says.{endif}

"What the fuck? Is that going to happen to me?" asks an agitated Barbara, her clothes already tearing against the strain of her growing boobs and butt.

"Fuck! And me too!" adds Hazel.

"It's happening to all of us," says Mary beside you, her tits already twice the size of the ones you were so familiar with.

"Shit, you did this, didn't you?" Emily accuses Rob. "What the fuck are you doing to us all?"

Barbara's clothes are in shreds. {if fart=true}She farts loudly and a look of astonishment covers her face at the surprise as the vibrations send waves of pleasure through her pussy.{endif} She looks down at her sopping wet pussy and seems to decide there's only one thing for it - she slides two fingers inside and starts vigorously fucking herself.

"Oh, that's so hot," comments Laura, and farts again. As she does so she orgasms hard, her pussy squirting its juice onto the carpet. Fart, squirt, fart, squirt. She squeals in ecstasy and breathes heavily.{endif}

Rob turns to answer his wife with an evil-looking grin on his face. "We're turning you all into bimbos, babe," he says. "In a few minutes you'll be a brainless, cock-hungry whore, **** for the cock of any man you meet. You'll be an insatiable slut, always craving all your holes to be filled with copious amounts of cum. You'll be my dirty bitch to fuck whenever I want and share you with all my big-cocked friends. Your tits will be enormous and you'll be **** to wrap them around a huge hard dick, every minute of every day."

At the end of Rob's monologue, Emily's clothes are in tatters and instead of becoming angry at his words, they are filling her with lust.

"Oh yes, babe, talk dirty to me," she says,{if fart=true}completing her conversion with the customary huge, pussy-rippling fart.{endif} "I want your cock in me now, I want it so bad. Please fuck me, please, Rob!" She reaches for his crotch and starts rubbing it, but Rob gently moves her hand away.

"All in good time, babe," he says.

All eyes in the room turn to your own wife, Mary, the last of the women to be converted. Her clothes are also in tatters and, just as Laura did, she is trying to cover her now-enormous tits and instead only managing to arouse herself further. She looks straight at you, her eyes full of accusation. Her breathing accelerates and she starts panting.

"You... you... I... you are a..." she stammers between breaths.{if fart=true}She raises a butt cheek and follows the trend of emitting an absolutely huge fart. The smell hits you immediately.{endif} "Mmmmm, uh, you are a very naughty boy," she says.

"Right, well," calls Phil, trying to keep a modicum of decorum in the room. He's not helped by massive tent in his trousers. "I think it's now time for the ladies to put on their new clothes, their old ones no longer seem to be fit for purpose," he announces. "I know some of you are very keen to do, er, other things," he says, nodding towards Chris who, having orgasmed already, is still stroking her pussy and staring hungrily at Phil's bulge, "but if you recall we are here to practice introductions. So if the ladies would kindly get dressed, we can do that, and then you are free to... well, whatever," he says with a smile.{if fart=true}

"Oh, and gentlemen, it's now safe again to..." Phil adds, and instead of finishing his sentence he lets his arse do it for him, a resounding pppppllarp accompanying his release of wind. Some of the other guys follow his lead and look extremely relieved to do so.{endif}

The women help each other put on their clothes, and very much enjoy the opportunity to touch one another's bodies while they do so. The clothes themselves vary but for the most part leave little to the imagination: vanishingly short skirts, extremely deep cleavage, thin, lacy fabrics that are almost translucent. {if cop=true}Slightly more substantial are their knickers - there are no thongs, each arse is robustly covered, albeit in fabric that hugs to every curve.{endif} Phil, yourself, and the other guys stand in a small group while you watch the activities.{if cop=true}

"We'd give them something skimpier around the arse," explains Phil to the assembled men in a low voice, "but we've learned to be careful at this point. Honey tells me none of the women have done a shit all day, and since they're loving farting so much - well, there might be some little accidents. Pays to be a little careful."{endif}

With the women dressed - to a certain extent, anyway - Phil organises the group so that each couple can greet another in turn. "Remember, gents," he says, "introduce yourself to the other man first by shaking hands. Then each of you introduces his wife to the other man in turn, and then you can introduce the women to each other. I know we've all already met but let's practice the etiquette. When everyone has been formally introduced, you may of course mingle as much as you please, but we only have this room for a fixed amount of time. Upstairs you all have your own apartments and there's a communal area between the five properties that's exclusive to yourselves, so I'd suggest any further mingling take place there for now. Brad, Honey and I will see you here tomorrow morning.

"Where are Brad and Honey anyway?" asks Rob, and you realise the two of them are missing.

"Oh, they're next door, fucking like rabbits," answers Phil nonchalantly. "I'm feeling pretty **** myself so I'm going to join them. I expect Brad is balls-deep in her pussy so I'll screw her up the arse at the same time. It usually works out pretty well. Goodnight all!" With this, Phil walks out of the room, unfastening his trousers as he goes.