Stairs

Mary makes some comment that two of the men should take the stairs, and practically volunteers you for the job. Paul kindly agrees to go with you. You expect to get out of breath pretty quickly but actually, after the first couple of storeys, you and Paul find you hardly feel at all tired and you fire up a conversation.

“This is all pretty unexpected,” comments Paul. “I don’t really remember what I was doing last in the old world or what I had planned, but it wasn’t this!” You readily agree.

“I’m not complaining though,” you say, “especially if the novelty doesn’t really wear off, like Phil claims. Do you think it all seems a bit too good to be true though? Do you reckon there’s some sort of catch?”

“Well if there is, we’ll just have to find out when it comes,” replies Paul. “We’re here now and there doesn’t seem to be much we can do about it, so I guess we should enjoy it while we can.”

“It seems they want to keep us fairly close together, at least to begin with,” you say. “We hardly know each other, do you think we’re going to get on?”

“Yeah, I think so.{if cop=true} Thanks to Chris shitting himself earlier we’ve found we’ve all actually got a few things in common.{endif} We’ve all seen each other naked and let everyone snog and fondle our wives. We all seem to share the same perversions, so that’s a start. We’ve got differences, sure - Rob seems a bit more outspoken, maybe a bit more macho than the rest of us. I think Mike is a bit of a computer and tech nerd - I mean, I am too a bit, but he really seems to know his stuff. And of course we’re all experiencing this together for the first time, that helps bond us together a bit too.”{if cop=true}

As you reach the sixth floor the door to that level opens and a cop comes through it. You instantly recognise them as a cop due to their similar appearance to the one you saw earlier. They start descending the stairs, nodding to you as you pass each other. They are carrying a linen bag as well as the backpack they’re wearing, and there’s no disguising the reek of shit from the bag as they go past.

“Whoa, that stinks,” you comment to Paul, “that’s going to take some getting used to.”

“Yeah. But I’ve got to admit I can’t wait to crap myself, and do it on a regular basis,” replies Paul. “And for Hazel to do it too. It’s always been a secret, my little scat kink, I’ve never even told her about it, and I’d have to wait until I knew I had the house entirely to myself for a while to have that sort of fun.”

“Same here,” you agree. “This sort of scenario has always been a bit of a fantasy, the fact it’s now reality blows my mind.”{endif}

Eventually you reach the 9th floor. By this time you are both a little out of breath from walking up all the stairs, but much less so than you thought you would be and it only takes a few moments to recover. You’re pretty impressed with your transformed body - not only does it look impressively muscular, evidently you’ve got some genuine fitness and stamina too.