As Dave settled into his chair, his boss, Joe turned to him and said, "Dan, I thought you might start us off."
Dave sat, aghast, as he contemplated the situation- if he declines, his boss may fire him; on the other hand, if he went through with it, he'd be transformed into a horny bimbo for the duration of the meeting.
Dave swallowed loudly, stood, and replied, "I'd be happy to, sir."
As he walked to the podium, he felt a tingling all over his body. His feet became dainty and cute as his toenails became a light pink; his calves and thighs became slender and feminine in structure; his hips and ass swelled out and became rounded with extra muscle and fat; his waist shrank in as his crotch took on a female configuration.
He stepped up to the stand, papers held in his now slender hand, as his shoulders threw themselves back and his torso became dominated by two mountainous breasts.
Dave began to speak about how his analysis showed an improvement in the company's profits as his voice rose through a few octaves and his Adam's Apple disappeared, his face became astonishingly beautiful, and his hair became dark brown and curly.
He finished his report about how he believed the profit increase would only continue as his clothes morphed into a skimpy black thong bikini. He sauntered over to his chair, feeling the fires of lust begin to build inside.