Matt decided to become a black guy, as he'd always found them particularly hot. Scrolling down the menu he saw that there were hundreds of options to change his body, and his mind too if he really wanted. Matt could not be bothered to go through every single option so he ticked the 'enhanced' option and waited to see what that would produce.
An image of an amazingly hot black guy a bit older then Matt's age flashed up on screen, and he immediately knew that this was what he wanted. This was the sort of guy he'd have dreamed about fucking him, the thought of getting to be this guy felt almost too good to be true. He couldn't pass up this chance. Matt quickly scrolled through the options, not really reading them in his haste. He set the length of the change to be 'indefinite', figuring he could just alter himself if he didn't like the result, and checked the 'reality change' option. He didn't want people freaking out about him suddenly changing races after all.
He clicked change, but then a thought hit him. He'd been too excited to really read through the changes that would be made to him. That was fine for physical changes- he had the picture showing him what he'd look like- but what about mental changes? What had he just clicked 'accept' to? He shrugged off the thought as quickly as it came to him. Why would changing race do anything to his mind, it was an entirely physical thing after all.
Matt turned to the mirror on his wall to watch the change taking place. He grinned as he saw his pale skin beginning to darken already.
'Oh man, this is really happening...' he thought. Programming the changes into his computer was one thing, but seeing himself change before his very own eyes was quite another. He could feel a bit of his own pre-cum leak out and soak his underwear.
His perspective shifted a little as he felt himself shoot up a few inches, as his skin began to darken, going from pale, to tan, to mocha, before reaching a rich chocolaty brown . He groaned a little as the next stage of the change began to kick in, feeling his voice dropping lower, as his muscles starting to grow and his body morphing to accommodate it. It began with his chest, the muscles practically inflating before his eyes until he had some impressively round set of meaty muscular pecs. He tweaked his now deep brown nipple, wanting to be sure this was all real, and instantly gave out a loud, deep baritone moan, practically falling to his knees with pleasure. Damn he was sensitive now. He was going to have a lot of fun with this body...
Matt gazed in awe as the thin layer of fat over his belly melted away, revealing an increadibly chisled eight pack beneath it. His arms and legs began to bulge in tandem, new muscles growing where there had been practically nothing before. Before long practically his entire body was covered in muscle, he looked like he lived in the gym now. He heard his boxer-briefs tearing due to the growth of his thighs, and smirked. He'd be needing a whole new wardrobe now, maybe the Chronivac could magic one up for him? He saw his body hair receding, leaving him smooth all over.
Suddenly Matt felt a wave of pleasure in his genitals.
“Awww yeahhh...” he moaned, knowing what was coming next. He unzipped his jeans and pulled out his cock to see it was already growing. He gripped it in his hand, as it rapidly passed 7 inches. It was also becoming darker then the rest of his skin. At the same time, Matt’s balls were swelling larger, also becoming darker as they began to hang lower. Matt grinned as he gripped with the other hand, on the now 11 inch, soda can thick cock, as it contained to grow, large thick veins bulging on the surface. As pre cum practically oozed out the large fat tip, Matt’s cock stopped at 13 inches. Its large girthy length curving upward slightly, his orange size balls hanging low between his thick muscular thighs.
Matt flexed and posed a little as his body finished transforming, before watching as his face began to change. His jaw became more angular, his chin wider, lips thicker, cheek bones more defined. Then his hair began to receed into his head, becoming perfectly smooth dome, as a perfectly trimmed chinstrap beard appeared on his jawline. He smiled at his now model like looks, on top of his 6 foot 4 bodybuilder’s frame. Looking at his feet, he realised they must have been at least a size 14.
God damn he was hot now. Matt could hardly believe that the man he was looking at was himself, but a quick pinch of the cheek confirmed that it was, in fact, him. His facial features were unmistakably Black, but more than that, his face was practically flawless now.
Damn, a handsome face and a hot, powerful body... Matt liked this new, improved him and couldn't imagine ever wanting to turn back. Being an black stud was fucking awesome.