As David walked in he felt the cool breeze of the room's air conditioner flow up his skirt. "Why did I decide to wear this today?" He thought to himself. He picked a corner of the room to observe everyone else inside. Things looked perfectly normal, the regulars he remembered still sat in their usual spots. The workers were all the same, except for a new addition to the staff here and there. He looked around to see who was there.
The two oldest regulars, Gus and Tony, were drinking coffee together in a booth chatting it up like always. Unnoticed by David, they both had Victoria Secret Model bodies. Gus had his bald Caucasian face atop of a tall African American woman's body with c-cup breasts. She wore a sexy yellow silk bra and pantie set with black trimmings. Her long thick legs ended in yellow heels at least 4 inches. The black manicured hand slipped more sugar into her coffee and sipped.
"Don't have too much sugar!" Said Tony. "It'll go straight to your thighs."
The man now had a youthful Hispanic body with b-cup breasts encased in a silk pink bra with white trimmings, and had panties to match. Her new legs had pink stockings over them, and had heels that matched.
"This bra is so comfortable, wouldn't you agree?" Gus asked.
"Oh yes, and it looks great on you, really shows good cleavage!" Added Tony.
David decided they were normal and stopped eavesdropping. He looked towards the kitchen where the waitress had on her regular uniform. He had known her for years and her age was beginning to catch up to her. She was a tall white woman with fading red hair and thick glasses. Her hair was in a bun. David looked into the kitchen and didn't think it any differently that the cook's body was replaced with a robotic one. The flabby faced man made burgers quicker then he could with his old body and even added condiments from his mechanical fingers.
"Hey Bob make sure the burgers are well done!" The waitress told.
"Correct! I will cook accordingly." Bob the robotic cook said in a computerized voice.
David wanted to keep investigating, but he was interrupted by someone he knew. It was his old 12th grade teacher Ms. Robinson. She was in casual clothing, her old college sweater with a tank top underneath, and joggers as well, with flip flops too. She was only about 28 at the time and looked even younger. David remembered her being her favorite teacher, but she couldn't remember why.
"Hey Dave!" Ms. Robinson said.
"Hey Ms. Robinson." Dave replied.
"Oh Dave, call me Janice, I haven't been your teacher in years." Janice said as she took a seat right in front of the school girl.
"Oh well how have you been Janice?" Dave asked.
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The teacher responded. "Oh I've been awesome! I got the school to finally let me coach the football team!" She now had the body of an 18 year old football player, decked out in the full uniform of the local team, the Hillsburg High Hellcats. He now was built like a body builder, but kept the old female blonde head.
"You sure do love the uniform." Dave said jokingly.
"Well it lets the kids know I used to be one of them." Janice explained. "I keep fit to still be able to wear it." He said flexing his arms. "And I could say the same for you, you look like you just got out of high school!" He said referring to Dave's school girl apparel, which happened to be the girl's uniform at the same school.
"Ya know Janice, I don't even know why I wore this, but it feels right." Dave said.
"Well you do look damn sexy in it." Janice said flirtatiously.
Dave blushed. "Oh stop it, I'm just a plain Jane. A football star like you could do better"
The waitress came by to take their order, now with the body of an orangutang. "Hello. Can I take your order?" The primate asked.
"I will take a salad." Dave said.
"I'll take a steak, some fries, and a coke. Don't get any hair in it either, or no tip!" Janice said.
The orangutang waitress wrote down the order and left, while walking on the tables back to the kitchen.
"I swear, I thought there was a no animals rule in here." Said Janice sarcastically. "But yeah, I always thought you were pretty cute, if you weren't my student I'd take you out."
"Well..." Dave began. "...I'm not your student anymore. You really thought I was cute?"
"Oh hell yeah!" He replied. "You were the sexiest girl in school. I was disappointed you didn't do cheer leading. I always felt like those short skirts were meant to tease me. I almost couldn't teach from how horny I'd get watching you strut your stuff in my classroom."
They both noticed his hand reaching for hers.
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Dave looked up to notice...
