You start with the junior executive, Mathew. He sat there growning, his pastel pink designer shirt riding up over his oversized belly, his expensive Hugo Boss suit splitting at the seams. Hh then felt a tingling sensation in his man breasts, as they began to inflate further. Soon, his shirt could stretch no longer and popped open fully, his basket ball sized man tits bursting forth, his silk tie that was around his fat neck dangling between them and onto his blubbery fat gut.
He then moaned as his nipples grew fatter and longer, portending from his man breasts a few inches.
"Ohh fuck yeah" he moaned as the nipples began spurting rancid, yellowed milk. It spurted with every movement of Matthew's fat blubbery body, spraying it across the table and onto the other two men, who where two preoccupied with their own pleasure as they felt their own body's.
You then move onto the CEO, John. He played back in his seat breathing heavily, his shirt buttons popped open to expose his big wobbling hairy belly, his sagging tits resting on top of it, his exquisite taylor maid Jack Victor suit parted and covered in rips, showing his massive girth. Somewhere in his suit pants, the man had shat himself, the brown lumps oozing down his legs onto his sheer socks.
He began to feel a sensation around his belly button. The once inn had become an outtie, and was now swelling, dividing into four. They began to grow longer and thicker in shape, about 6 inches in length and as fat as deodorant cans. They shifted and modelled into four vainy rock hard cocks, forming like a dick udder, coated in cock cheese. Then, streams of piss came from each cock, including the one in his pants. It splashed over the table, all over what was left of dinner, as well as Tony, his satin shirt becoming soaked and see through with piss.
Finally, you turn your attention to the sexy Italian finance director. His split Armani suit was now coated in a shower of piss and man milk, his crisp white satin shirt popped open fully, showing his caramel tanned, hairy, blubbery torso, his massive belly resting on the table a few feet in front of him, bulbous man tits with puffy dark coloured nipples resting atop.
Tony then felt a gurgle in his stomach. He tried to moan in pleasure, but it didn't escape his mouth His lips began to pucker and tighten, transforming into a tight, puckered anus. Another gurgle, and his mouth anus opened up to make way for a foot long, steaming brown turd log, which slopped down over his hairy man breasts and expansive belly. A few seconds later, another even larger one was squeezed out.
You continued to jack off at the sight of the transformed businessmen.