Devin honestly thought it was a joke that the bartender gave him a box full bikinis.
And ye, he felt really compelled to actually put one on. He couldn't discern why he felt such a strange urge, but decided not to let it bother him.
Devin slid off his blue swim shorts and his white tank-top, revealing his well-muscled abs and tan skin that went well with his baby blue eyes and sandy blonde hair. Out of the box, he pulled out a scarlet colored string bikini that his mind was screaming at him to put on.
Without thinking twice, he slid into and tied the scarlet bikini onto him. Devin looked in the bathroom mirror, laughing about how silly he looked as a man in a bikini. He didn't seem to notice when his blonde hair started getting thicker before changing to a jet black color and flowing out out of his scalp in long wavy locks that reached down to his waist.
His face began to change it's shape, becoming smaller and his facial features appearing more feminine as his nose shrunk down and his lips became thick and pouty. He also shrunk from a 6'1 to 5'6 as his skin darkened from mildly tan to a dark ebony. Two voluptuous, DD cup-sized breasts from his chest.
His waist started to cave inward and become curvier, as his shoulders narrowed, . His hips started to widen and his ass then began to gain mass, becoming rounder, plumper, heart-shaped and much more cushioned. His legs stayed long, giving him quite a set of thick gams. His dick and testicles rescinded into his body, leaving a moist pussy in its place.
Standing in place of the previously Caucasian man named Devin was a beautiful African-American girl named Chandra. Chandra smiled at her reflection, feeling wonderful at how sexy she looked in her new scarlet bikini, unaware that she was even transformed.
"Mmm." she moaned. "I can't wait to show this off to all those hunky men."
Picking up the box, she walked back down to the bar.
One she gave the bartender the box back, Chandra took a look at the menu to see what to drink.