Melissa stared at her altered crotch for a second, reflecting.
"Joey, you know, to be honest as much as this trans thing was thrilling... are you sure it's a good idea to mess with my gender? I mean as much as I like kinky stuff, I'm a regular, straight girl... Maybe we should stop, you know, change my genitals back to normal?..."
"What are you afraid of, Melissa? Becoming gay? Becoming transgender, a transman basically?"
Melissa gulped as she swallowed hard. "T-transm-m-man?? Joey... w-what are you getting at?"
"Well you gave me an awesome idea my dear! Changing a straight chick into a gay dude would make for a fun little social engineering experiment, don't you agree? Shit, we could make it even better by changing your race too! Make you a black guy and observe how you deal with it and how you adapt or hell, maybe fail miserably... I mean I'd prefer if you turned out to adapt nicely of course, then the experiment would be a success right? Sounds exciting eh?"
Melissa gulps again, heart beating like mad in her chest. "W-what? J-Joey I-I-I... I d-dont think..."
Joey leans in close to her and gently gropes her breast. "Ha ha, you sound plenty nervous! The idea of becoming a man scares you Melissa, and that's getting me hard... I think that settles it then, I know exactly what my next wish will be." Joey grins "I wish Melissa slowly transformed into a jacked, well hung black man!"
Melissa's mouth opens to protest but she immediately bends over, grabbing at her stomach in pain as the change hits her like a truck.