Jake, feeling a surge of desire, pulled out his phone and generated a sentence: "As the orgy heats up, you're wishing to be participating." He changed the word "wishing" to "going" and confirmed the edit. He expected to be invited into the room and join the lawyers in their erotic frenzy.
Instead he felt a momentary disorientation. His vision swam and his body felt all wrong. He looked down at his body and saw that he too had been transformed. He was now a woman, his body curvy and voluptuous, his features soft and feminine. He wore tight yoga pants that hugged his curves and a sports bra that accentuated his ample breasts. His feet were bare, and his hair was pulled back in a messy ponytail. He felt his body differently, the fabric of his clothes fitting in a way that was both foreign and exhilarating. The yoga pants felt strangely intimate, the soft material rubbing against his vulva, already wet with his natural lubrication.
He felt a pulsating desire in his groin, a heat that demanded to be satisfied. Before he could process what was happening, Jake found himself compelled to enter the room. His feet moved of their own accord, carrying him into the conference room, where the other sluts were already deeply engaged in their erotic pursuits. As he walked, the wet fabric of his yoga pants rubbed against his vulva, the sensation driving him wild with desire. Each step sent a shiver of pleasure through his body, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps as he tried to maintain some semblance of control.
As he entered the room, the other sluts turned to look at him, their eyes widening with lust and invitation. The woman who had been beckoned him over, her voice a sultry purr. "Join us," she said, her fingers still buried deep inside her pussy. "There's plenty of room for one more."
Jake felt a shiver of anticipation run down his spine as he approached the table. He could feel the heat radiating from the other women, their arousal palpable and intoxicating.
As he reached the table, he felt a hand on his hip, turning him around to face the woman who had once been Mike. She smiled seductively, her eyes glowing with lust. "Let's see what you've got," she said, her fingers tracing the edge of his sports bra before deftly pulling it up and over his head. He felt a rush of cool air against his skin, his nipples hardening as they were exposed to the room.
Aaron moved in behind him, her hands roaming over his body, exploring his curves and dips. He could feel her breath on his neck, her lips brushing against his skin as she trailed kisses down his spine. He let out a soft moan, his head falling back against her shoulder as he gave in to the sensation.
John and Pat moved in closer, their hands joining Mike and Aaron in exploring his body. He could feel their touches everywhere, their fingers teasing and tantalizing, driving him wild with desire. He reached out, his hands finding the curves and softness of the other women, his touch mirroring theirs as he gave in to the orgy.
The woman who had been Tom locked eyes with Jake. She was still naked from the waist down, her pussy soaked with arousal. She reached into her purse, which was hanging on the back of her chair, and pulled out a strap-on dildo. Jake's eyes widened as he watched her secure the harness around her hips, the realistic dildo standing proudly between her legs.
The woman who have been Aaron gasped. “Awww, Tammy! I thought it was my turn.”
“Hush Erin,” she responded. “You and Michelle hold her down for me.”
"Ready to join the fun?" Tammy purred, as the others pinned Jake to the table. She ran her fingers through Jake's hair, tilting his head back to expose his neck. She leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, "I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before."
Jake felt a shiver of anticipation run down his spine, his large breasts heaving. He felt very vulnerable and very aroused, he felt the frosty foamy discharge of his pussy drip hotly down his taint towards his asshole.
Tammy climbed onto the table, straddling Jake's hips. She leaned down, her breasts pressing against Jake's chest as she captured his lips in a passionate kiss. Jake could feel the hard length of the strap-on pressing against his thigh, the anticipation building with each second that passed. Tammy’s kiss was demanding, her tongue exploring his mouth as her hands roamed over his body, teasing and tantalizing.
As she broke the kiss, Tammy sat up, her eyes locked onto Jake's. She reached down, guiding the head of the strap-on to Jake's entrance. Jake let out a soft moan as he felt the pressure, his body instinctively arching up to meet the intrusion. Tammy smiled, a wicked, seductive curve of her lips, as she began to push forward, the dildo sliding into Jake's pussy inch by inch.
Jake's moans filled the air as he adjusted to the sensation, his body stretching to accommodate the invasion. Tom began to move, her hips thrusting forward and back in a steady, deliberate rhythm. Each thrust was met with a moan from Jake, his body writhing on the table as he gave in to the pleasure.
Tammy increased her pace, her fingers rubbing Jake's clit with more pressure and speed. Jake's body convulsed, his orgasm crashing over him in waves of pleasure. He let out a loud moan, his body shuddering as he came, his pussy clenching around the dildo
Jake felt a sudden emptiness as Tammy pulled out of his pussy and moved on to Erin. As afterglow faded, Jake lay on the conference table, his body glistening with a sheen of sweat, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He suddenly realized he was very naked and very female and very exposed. He sat up in a jerk, looking for his phone