Braking away, Alec…Deion shoved Dave away angrily saying, “Dude, I said no homo.” Then turning away, Deion quickly walked down the hall to his first class.
Walking down the hall, Deion was about ten feet away from his first class when he heard, “Hey there.” Turning, Deion saw the football coach across the hall, standing in the doorway of another classroom. “What’s your name son?”
“A…Deion.” He replied catching himself at the last moment. “Is there a problem?”
“Yeah, there’s a problem,” the coach answered. “Your not on my team. Who are you and why have you not been playing for me?”
Smirking at the coach’s words, “New here, just transferred in today.”
“Well Deion, I want you to come by my office during lunch. Have you ever played football before?”
“I did peewee until 6th grade, but then got into wrestling. But had a growth spurt recently, so I don’t think I could continue with that.”
“Well, it’s good that you know how to play. We can discuss it more when you come by my office. You know were that is?”
“They gave me a map, so I think I can find it.”
“Good. See you in a few hours.” With those words, the coach turned around and headed into his classroom and following the coach’s example, Deion went to his first class in his new form.
For the next few hours, Deion was force to introduce himself to his classes. While all of the girls perked up upon seeing him. His old friends would only give him dirty looks. The other problem he was having was his increased libido. Deion had been trying not to do anything that would exacerbate the changes, but with all of the hot girls constantly checking out his large body, Deion was having trouble just concentrating on what the teacher was saying.
Finally unable to delay using the restroom any further, Deion headed to the closest one after his second class. Rushing inside, Deion headed into a stall and closed the door. Pulling out his cock, he quickly went to work stroking his shaft and playing with his balls. The wiry texture only slightly distracted Deion from his session. With a final stroke Deion thrust his hips forward and let out a colossal load.
For a few moments, Deion was scared it would not stop, but it eventually slowed and his chocolate colored cock with its lighter colored cap started to soften. Pulling up his pants, Deion flushed the toilet and went to one of the sinks. Looking in the mirror while washing his hands, Deion was relieved that he could not see any further changes.
“Maybe, I have finished changing. Well it looks like Deion will be around until I can figure out how to change back into Alec.”
For the next week, Deion slowing got use to seeing his black face in the mirror. Sure his old friends always treated him like he had the plague, but the guys on the football team were all very welcoming. Being the tallest and most ripped player had its advantages. Deion even started to hang out with some of the other black players after practice, and was listening to rap and doing other things as a black man instead of a guy who thought himself white.
What Deion could not know, was the kissed he had shared with Dave had ended his changes and started Dave on a similar journey.