Wandering into the bar, Dr. Moriarty spied two couples enjoying their drinks at a table in the corner. Smiling as he passed other guests, he made a beeline for the table and introduced himself. "Good evening ladies, gentlemen, I'm Dr. Moriarty, the owner of this hotel, I do hope you're finding everything satisfactory?" he asked them, making sure his smile was more welcoming than creepy.
"Oh hello, um... yes everything's great, thank you." one of the women, Rachel, 29, answered cheerfully. Her female friend, Susan, 31, nodded in agreement, totally satisfied with the establishment. "I'm Rachel and this is my friend Susan, and our husbands Mark and Robert." she then said.
"Delightful to meet you all." Moriarty uttered politely.
Of course he was familiar with Mark and Robert already, since they had been down to his laboratory not all that long ago. Both were now missing that which made them 'men' in the first place. And their wives were as yet uninformed of the changes, since the good Doctor had not yet had time to bring them down into his secret lab.
"Here for a romantic weekend?" Dr. Moriarty pried a little, hoping to squeeze some answers from the group.
Susan laughed nervously. "Hmm, maybe, depends how good the liquor is." she said, while gkancing over at her husband Robert. Dr. Moriarty caught her glance, and smiled, figuring that she had more of a chance at getting her husband aroused than Rachel did. Robert now had Wanda's 39-year old pussy betwen his legs, and Dr. Moriarty had been amused at the difference in skin tone once he'd performed the switch. Poor Rachel would have an impossible time trying to excite her husband Mark now that he had Evelyn's dried up old snatch in place of his own impressive member.
"Well if you wonderful people need anything, just let me know." Dr. Moriarty told the foursome, before turning to walk off. "I really must 'invite' the ladies down to the laboratory too." he then muttered to himself, glancing back at the table. The last thing he wanted... again... was for two shocked guests to fly off the rocker upon discovering the changes he had made to their spouses.
But for now he was content with wandering his hotel, checking up on other guests, swapped and non-swapped alike.
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