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He had hated it at first, watching the muscles he had worked so hard for shrink down to almost nothing, but the more his body changed, the more he started to realize the truth, that his old self was giving way to something so much better. The weight had practically poured off his body at the start. He thought it could have been the flu until he started to lose his height next. Within weeks, he had gone from the biggest in the family to shorter than his mother, a woman he hadn’t been eye to eye with since middle school. By then, he knew exactly what he had caught. He had seen a news piece about it a few weeks ago and laughed it off as a prank - Who would believe in a virus that turned men into women? But as every day separated him further from his masculinity, he had to accept the truth. His time as a man was dwindling away rapidly. The thought scared him. He knew it was only a matter of time before he would be unrecognizable. Hell, maybe he already was. His dick had shrank down to almost nothing, a sad reminder of the man he would soon never be again.
What scared him more though was the anticipation. It had started the first day he woke up without his dick. It had pulled up into his body overnight, forming the material the virus needed to craft a female womb for a newly female body and leaving a tight, sensitive vagina in its path. His new ovaries had been working overtime, flooding his body with female hormones. It was the last thing he wanted to think about, but he couldn’t help but give in to his body’s urges and slide his hand down past his waist, slipping two of his fingers into his new womanhood for the first time.
After that, everything changed. He had never felt pleasure like that before in his life, let alone from masturbation. As he stroked his new clitoris, he quickened his pace almost unconsciously, moving his hips in rhythm as he raced towards his first female orgasm. Jack had never even thought about becoming a woman before all this, but now, halfway through his change, all he could think about was how much better it would feel if he were fully female.
He was welcoming the virus now, waiting in anticipation for its next change to his body. Anything to make him feel better, look more feminine. His waist had pushed in, giving room to emphasize his wider hips and thin, smooth legs. He was gaining weight again too, although he could tell a lot of it had gone to his new ass, a decision he didn’t mind at all. After all, if he was meant to become a woman, why not at least have something nice to play with? He was constantly turned on now, a sign that the virus was finishing up its changes. Thoughts he never would have imagined before now sent his body into a frenzy of excitement, as emasculating as that made him feel. He was still a man in his mind, but what kind of man fantasized about being used like this, having his newly female body pinned down and penetrated by another man? He knew the answer: A man who wouldn’t be a man for much longer.
Not that there was much tying the new Jack to his old self anyways. Every inch of his body had been pulled in and reshaped by this point, the virus molding him into its vision of the perfect woman. He couldn’t even recognize his old face in the mirror anymore, his features softening to match his curvy new body. Surprisingly, he looked distinctly asian now, his eyes taking on a soft almond shape as his new lips curved out into a seductive pout. Seeing his new face in the mirror only served to intensify his new desires. It didn’t matter what he had been before, he was a woman now, a feeling that still put butterflies in his stomach. His breasts were coming in nicely now, the virus’s final gift to his new body. He had been anticipating it for a while now, the pressure behind his chest mounting as their weight filled out his petite frame, capped with sensitive nipples.
Jack had caught the virus as a man and left it as a woman. He would never play football again, that’s for sure, he remembered thinking as he ran his hands down his new curves - he’d look more at home on the field as a cheerleader now than any type of player, but he had a new goal now anyways. He had felt the pleasure he could give his new body, but he was already craving more. He needed the touch that only another man could give, to find a partner that would dominate his new self. Maybe he’d start with some of his old teammates…
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