"I should probably put clothes back on in the meantime", Laura thought, only to be surprised at how much they had changed: first off, she straight up had no underwear anymore, yet whereas her old self would probably too shy to go commando, now, she didn't seem to mind, almost satisfied. "Probably coming from the club's sluttification effect, but I don't mind if it makes me more confident", Laura noted. Second, her tank top had morphed into a tube top that barely fit around her E-cups - "I have E-cups now?!", Laura thought, "That's awesome!"-, giving a valley of cleavage to everyone. Her jeans, meanwhile, had become Daisy Dukes that hugged tightly around her larger derrière and hips while having a massive bulge on the front containing the 41cms penis. She felt so slutty, yet so... good! It just felt good to be sluttier! As Laura sat back to her seat, new people arrived at the club. As they went by, she took the opportunity to pull up their profiles on her remote so that she'd know their names and finer details (and who knows, maybe change them without the club's magic).
The first people to arrive were a loving couple in their mid-30s. The woman was named Beth, she had green eyes, ginger wavy hair that went to her shoulders, D-cups, child-bearing hips and a little bit of tummy hidden behind a sweater and mommy jeans. Her husband was a blond man named Max with slightly broader than average shoulders and physique, a blue shirt, black jeans and apparently packing 13cms in his pants - Laura was just too curious to not look through the remote for that information. Looking through the couple's information, Max was a cop while Beth worked as a cashier. Beth received an invitation to the club from someone at her job, and considering the lewd nature of it, she decided to give her husband a treat for his birthday. They had a kid, but apparently, Beth wanted more, which got Laura thinking "I wonder what the club will do with that information"
Two other people came by, two teens around 16 years old, a boy and a girl. The girl's name was Sarah, a pretty average brunette all around with black jeans and a grey shirt. She also had pins on her backpack from all corners of pop-culture, from a Final Fantasy pin to a Black Widow logo one. The boy was Zack, he too a pretty average guy, his rather meek physique and glasses betrayed his nerdom too alongside a Batman shirt. Looking at their profiles, Laura could see they were friends for a while, sharing their interest in video-games, comics, movies and the like. Sarah was hoping she could become a professional cosplayer one day while Zack was studying for a medical license. It seems the former developed a crush on the latter, with Zack being oblivious to it (perhaps due to his shyness compared to the more assertive nature of his friend). Laura couldn't wait to see how they'd turn out.
Finally, there was someone Laura was rather familiar with: it was her neighbor, Clara. Weirdly enough, it seems she could remember inviting her to the club in this changed reality. Not that she was complaining, she always had a crush on her. The blond girl was currently in yoga pants, sport shoes and blue tank top hidden behind a zipped jacket, probably coming here after a workout session. She always had a complex about being tall at 187cms but Laura thought that only made her more beautiful. When Clara saw her, she exclaimed "Oh, hello Laura! Didn't think you'd already be there!" before joining her at her table. Not expecting this, Laura replied "H-Hi Clara! Yeah, I didn't want to miss our.... um, lunch, together, yeah".
From afar, she could see the pole dancer (who she learned was named Ricky) and Rachel were asking people's orders, the latter of which was transporting plates on her massive shelf of an ass she had now. Laura could feel her penis starting to throb in her shorts from what was soon going to happen thanks to the club's effect