Gender Virus: Research risks

When most doctors thought of the benefits of signing on as a Gender Virus researcher, things like high pay and helping humanity usually came to mind. For Joe, however, he saw this as the opportunity of a lifetime: To finally become the woman of his dreams. Quitting his job as a biologist, he was quickly hired to start researching a way to reverse the medical mystery of the century. As he took his tour on his first day, though, it was more than even he imagined. So many strains, all lined up and carefully labeled in little test tubes at his disposal. He salivated, imagining all the options for what he could become. Did he want to end up as a tall latina? Or maybe a short, curvy east asian woman? Maybe he’d feel more at home as a sexy, athletic blonde? Overwhelmed with options, he resolved to choose whichever strain he was assigned to first. There was something sexy about not knowing what you’d end up as, he figured.

Getting to the office early, he saw his workspace assignment posted on the board: the West African variant. He always did like black women, he supposed, maybe this was a chance to see life from a different perspective. Of course, intentionally infecting yourself with the virus was officially frowned upon, besides being highly illegal, but a workplace accident? Those were just an unfortunate risk of working with the virus (and more importantly, were also covered under his group insurance policy). That was easily worked around though. A quick pinprick left a tiny hole in his gloves and a small cut on his hand, enough for the virus to enter his bloodstream and start to work it’s magic once he started handling it. 

Satisfied that he’d been exposed to the virus enough, Joe raised the alarm and pretended to be shocked at the thought of a possible infection. He was quickly placed into quarantine, but as the first patches of dark skin started appearing on his hand, he knew he had gotten away with it. All he needed to do was act panicked about the changes and he was home free.

It was hard pretending he wasn’t feeling anything other than ecstatic about his changes, though. Once his skin settled into its final color, a beautiful creamy brown, he had to hide his smile as the more physical changes set in. He remembered the butterflies in his stomach when he saw on the worksheet that the strain he had handled that morning was known to give victims particularly large breasts, and as he started to feel their weight grow on his chest, he knew he was no exception. He was surprised when they surpassed even his expectations, filling out to an absolutely breathtaking size. Finally, as his nipples grew to match, he tentatively grabbed his new tits, taking a sharp breath as he felt their soft weight play through his fingers for the first time. 

The same process repeated with his ass, fat rippling through his body as it grew into into a perfectly shaped bubble butt, waist tightening with a soft crack before flaring out into shapely childbearing hips after it to balance out his previously top heavy body. As he felt his dick start to harden, Joe knew the part of the transformation he was most looking forward to was beginning. His body began releasing all the semen it had stored in preparation for its most important change, when he’d truly be crossing the gender fence. His dick started spurting out cum as his body was rocked with the strongest orgasm he’d had in his life. He collapsed onto his bed, dick shrinking with every spurt until it pulled into his body, reforming itself into a tight, sensitive pussy. His balls went with it, morphing into a pair of ovaries and releasing a flood of hormones into his body. 

His changes speeding up, Joe reached up and touched his delicate fingertips to his face to feel the last remnants of his male self rearrange themselves to fit the rest of his new body. His lips, now soft and pillowy, pushed out into a pronounced pout, highlighting his newly changed cheekbones as he developed gorgeous african facial features. He didn’t need a mirror to know that he’d be absolutely stunning when the changes finished. He felt his eyes go blurry for a second as they changed from blonde to a sultry dark brown. As the world came back into view, he noticed long dark hair pushing out from the top of his head, replacing the short, straight cut he had worn his whole life. 

Still panting from his orgasm, he pressed the call button on his bed to notify the doctors that his changes had finished, and they provided him with some vitamins to get his strength back up and some clothes to change into. He smiled seeing the large bra they had included, something he’d definitely need now, and took great pleasure when he put it on and realized his new breasts filled it out completely now. He had to deal with a mountain of insurance paperwork and identity documents over the next few days of quarantine, but finally he was released a few days later and allowed to return home under his newly chosen name, Taylor.

Three weeks later, Taylor was enjoying her paid adjustment leave in style. Thanks to her insurance payout, she was able to buy a whole new wardrobe and a much needed vacation to really explore her new body. She loved the attention her new body gave her, something she took pleasure in showing off in her newest purchase, a tiny black dress that left nothing to the imagination.