The two girls woke up dazed and unsure of themselves. They were caged and dressed only in pink lycra underwear, collared. They looked at each other with drastic concern, but there was no one else around to identify where exactly they were.
Leonie looked at the empty cages surrounding them. Had there been others in there? "This has to be a joke, right?" She asked her friend. But both, in their minds, were aware of the rumors surrounding the transformation campaigns, and they just hoped that's all the were - rumors.
"Morning, ladies," came a man's voice, walking into the room wearing a white coat, apron, and hair net.
"Where are we?" Vicky asked, shakily.
"Have you ever heard of the Dolce Eaterie?" The man asked. "Yeah, this is the back room."
Leonie laughed nervously. "Why? Please, if this is a sex thing... we can just forget about it. No hard feelings. Just let us go."
"No, it's nothing like that," he replied. "Relax. This whole thing'll be over before you know it. We just need to get you two girls out into the kitchen."
The girls were shaking now. The man opened Leonie's cage and attached a leash to her collar. "Don't try any sudden movements. The sedative wont' have worn off completely yet. You won't run far."
He was right, she was shaky on her legs. Vicky was released after, and the girls were led by collar into the kitchen, where a surprise awaited...