You filled out the form with your details, getting rather excited by the possibilities beyond the lobby doors.
“Is this ok?” You remarked, turning your form around for her viewing pleasure.
“Oh you look very good to me”
She certainly knew how to press your buttons.
“Well then, I suppose I ought to get into the details of this place for you. We here at The Transfer Clinic have a very safe process in place for helping our clients meet all of their needs - no knives, no drugs, no mess. Well, no medical mess at least.”
“Via our machines we allow any human being to effectively give or receive both physical and non physical aspects of themselves.“
Her brilliant eyes lit up with warmth and fondness, and you were beginning to consider what it’d be like to share with her …
“A lot of our clients go for a few ‘standard’ set of common trades - some directly transfer heights, others muscle strength and quite a few enjoy finding out about the pleasures of the opposite sex”
A wet squelching could be heard beyond the desk but Liz continued undeterred with a sultry murmur.
“Sometimes people will swap their entire genitals with another host, while others will seek to maybe transfer just some size or girth. A generous few might even donate theirs to those in need - it can be very fun experimenting especially since it is all quite reversible. It’s amazing how different someone else’s private parts can feel”
Her voice tapered off and for a brief moment you noticed her hands below the desk moving in a very obvious caress. You were a little shocked, but you didn’t want her to stop.
“Besides direct physical transfers we also do more complicated transfers of non-physical qualities between our clients - we call these ‘essence transfers’. They occur largely using the same methods, but involve a different range of attributes. Charisma, intelligence, lust, vitality, virility … all of that and whatever else you can think of, we can handle it for you. Some people want to transfer their consciousness to become part of another, and we are even capable of transferring *the entirety* of one person’s essence into another - it is a wonderful thing to see indeed, and I can’t recommend it enough.”
Through her gushing praise you couldn’t help but notice a low humming growl emanating from Liz … from her tits? Oh the possibilities.
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Becoming self-consciously aware for a brief second, Liz spurred herself into confident instruction.
“Oh look at me going on! You’ll probably want to get right into it and try it for yourself. Well, our guests are first moved to the main hall where they are allowed to meet and mingle with our other open-minded attendees to discuss and make their own arrangements. Once you’ve met someone you want to ‘engage’ with all you have to do is take them with you to one of our many Transfer rooms to get the process started. We have two types - our MONITORED rooms where our scientists will arrange your transfer via machine, or our PERSONAL rooms where clients can take advantage of our array of custom lotions to get close and really enjoy the process. Trust me, it’s a very enlightening experience either way”
“Besides that we also have two other large facilities off the main hall for your pleasure. Off to the left is our OBSERVATION WING, where guests may enjoy watching other guests as they transfer and share attributes to their delight, while on the right we have our GIFT SHOP where our valued visitors may pick up from an assortment of transfer machines and lotions made specifically for personal use at home. Since you have a flyer and this is our GRAND OPENING you are very lucky to be able to not only have free access to all our amenities but also a free choice of gift too - I will be very interested to see what you like”
Her professional flirting was really getting you worked up, and you tried not to rush off to the doors too fast.
“Hold up!”
She stood from her desk, her full majesty now revealed. She was almost perfectly rounded in the perfect places, blessed with a bounty both up top and below - firm and generous, but not ridiculously huge. Her strong physique stretched her outfit tight, and you could see her powerful legs flexing under a reserved skirt. Drop dead gorgeous.
“I hope you aren’t too eager to leave because of my long talk, Mister! Before you get going you ought to get properly dressed - you are required to take off all your clothes and leave them with us so nothing gets damaged. We’ve provided a range of hygienic undergarments in your size courtesy of the house for you to use, and you don’t have to worry about getting these dirty either. Head behind the curtain please and then you can have fun!”
You hadn’t even noticed it but apparently she had already passed your form off to the assistants, who had wheeled in a shelf of pure white men’s and women’s underwear all for you in the size you listed. You stripped off in a blur and said goodbye to your old clothes - would they even fit after this? - before heading out of the lobby at last.
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It was almost like a mall in size and scope - a well lit, airy hall filled with fountains, benches, tables, modern art statues … and countless people of all shapes, sizes and types in brilliantly white underwear. The excitement hit you all at once - this is it! It’s happening! You couldn’t wait to check out all the crazy ideas in your head, and even spotted a few standout candidates in the distance you wanted to inspect. You also noticed the OBSERVATION WING and GIFT SHOP exactly where they should be. Maybe it’d be a better idea to look at what others are up to, or just ‘cash out’ and grab some of this magic lotion to try on a few people back home …
You decide to …