Black, and beautifully so

Any other student club fair, Luke would have gravitated towards the athletic organizations or one of his old interests. This year, though, a few groups that he never would have looked at before were now on the top of his list: A fashion club, the Black Student Union, and Alpha Kappa Alpha, a prestigious black sorority on campus. But then again, this wasn’t exactly a normal year for Luke.

He had caught the virus with a drunken kiss at a party, a quick makeout session with a girl he hadn’t seen on campus before. His school had issued warnings in the past about being cautious around the risk of catching the Gender Virus, but truth be told, that was the last thing on his mind when he looked into the eyes of the girl in front of him. The thought only came to him on the walk home after, when he noticed something other than the alcohol slowing him down. Getting back to his room, the fever slowly setting in confirmed it - he had caught the virus. The dark patches started showing around his chest a few hours later, growing in size as the melanin already developing inside him darkened his skin to a soft, smooth bronze. He examined his new skin color with shock as it settled at a gorgeous brown, nothing left of the pale pink it had just been. Just then, all at once he began to feel the fatigue setting in as the next stages of the virus started working their changes on his body. 

Muscle mass dropped away from his formerly athletic frame, slimming his arms down until they were toned and thin, with just a hint of their former muscle. He could feel his weight rearranging itself inside his body as he shrunk in height, muscle being converted to fat as it headed for more important duties. He felt a pressure around his midsection, waist pulling in with a crack as his hips reshaped themselves into a curvy, obviously feminine shape below. Just when he thought he had a momentary break from his body’s adjustments, Luke felt a pressure building in his chest, involuntarily causing him to arch his back as he prepared for the next round of changes. 

Fat grew in his chest, a little with every breath, then faster as time went on, quickly growing into beautiful, weighty breasts where his once flat chest used to be. He brought his hand, now slim with delicate, feminine fingers, up to his new breasts, supporting their weight as he could feel them still growing, spilling out over his outstretched fingers. He felt his nipples grow and harden in the cool air, areolas darkening slightly as they stood out against his creamy, brown breasts. He played with one of them between his fingers, gasping as a ripple of pleasure radiated down to his crotch, highlighting the star of his body’s next change. 

Just like it had done with his breasts, the virus began to work on his ass, fat filling it out as it grew to a perfect heart shape. He drew his finger along his new curves, waiting with apprehension for what he knew was next. He was becoming a woman, and that meant one thing had to go. His dick hardened for the last time, a funny sight connected to his now obviously feminine body, and Luke felt the pressure of an orgasm building inside him, unlike any he’d ever had as a man. Unable to resist any longer, he came, ecstasy ripping through his new body as thick strands of cum poured out of his cock. With every pump, he could feel it growing smaller, pulling up into his now smooth crotch as it reformed itself into sensitive, brown lips. He slipped his fingers between his legs to confirm, sliding them for the first time into his wet, sensitive pussy. He shivered in arousal as he rubbed his newly formed clitoris, still basking in a post-orgasm glow.

This whole time, his facial structure had been reshaping itself, forming sultry, feminine features to match his new body as they erased the last traces of any masculinity he still possessed. His lips darkened, pushing out into a soft pout as they grew in size. He could hear a soft cracking sound as his jawline and cheekbones reshaped themselves, softening out his facial features as his eyes darkened to a beautiful chocolate brown. Thick, curly hair filled his vision, his final change as his fever broke and he sat up on his bed. Luke brushed his new mane of hair out of his eyes, taking his first look at his new self in the mirror across from the bed. He was now a black woman, and beautifully so. There was not a trace of the former white man he once was in the woman he now saw in the mirror, lost in her curly hair, her full lips and gorgeous dark skin. All that was left was a curvy, african woman. She may have been Luke once, but he knew his old name wouldn’t fit in with his new life. After some thought, he decided to go with the name Nadine, one that reflected the gorgeous woman he now was. 

Once he reached out to his school and got placed under quarantine until he was no longer contagious, he was assigned a volunteer by the school, part of a new program to help ease him through his transition into femininity. The volunteer, a girl named Ashley, became fast friends with the new Nadine, guiding her through the joys and struggles of being a young, beautiful black woman. As she gradually got used to all the new considerations she had to keep track of, maintaining her hair, makeup, and clothes, interacting with the public as the woman she now was, and dealing with her new racial identity, she found herself falling in love with her new self. She was a woman. A black woman, with all the complications and rewards that came with it. She couldn’t imagine being anything else though, so when Ashley invited her to rush the same sorority as her, she happily accepted, ready to fully embrace her new self. Besides, joining a sorority was a great way to meet guys, a prospect she found more appealing every day as she started to give in to the pleasures and urges of her new body.