For all 18 years of his life, Martin Wate had been raised to see himself as better than women. The younger of two brothers, his older brother Zander and him had been abandoned by their mom when they were very young and their dad, who supported the family, had harbored a deep-seated distrust and dislike for women ever since, encouraging his sons not to 'go easy on them' like he had to their mother.
Martin had always done as his dad taught, and had had pretty much exclusively male friends. He looked down on women and saw them not only as people he just wanted to get to fuck someday, but also saw them as less smart than men, to the point that at school he'd often seek out another teacher in a subject for advice if he was taught by a woman.
Lately, though, he'd been waking up to the fact that this was all a bit dumb. Getting rejected by girls at clubs and at college all the time and seeing just how smart some women were- way smarter than him on a lot of topics- was making him realize how much of his worldview was a lie. And lately, he'd even begun to wonder if he'd told himself all that crap because maybe it made him feel like he wanted to be a man more than he really did?
Ty smiled with anticipation. He hated creeps like Martin and their gross worldviews, so the idea of getting to turn him into a woman was so exciting to him.
And before his eyes, Martin began to transform. His skin felt strange and sensitive all over, especially on his chest, so he locked his dorm room door and pulled off his shirt in front of the mirror. He noticed once it was off how his face looked distinctively different- softer, more petite, his hair lengthening and jawline softening.
The virus's effects moved down his body, and his shoulders slunk inwards and his arm muscles shrank to be more supple. His chest felt really strange, and he bit his lip as his nipples surged with sensitiveness. He saw them swell and expand, and his heart missed a beat as he realized what his body was doing. A part of his body strongly objected to this- he wasn't female, he couldn't be female! But as he felt large soft mounds of flesh form at his chest, he recognized that he didn't have much choice in the matter.
Now the virus moved down to his torso, making his figure slink inwards and his hips push outwards, clearing his skin of much of its hair and blemishes as it went, and reaching down his legs to make them more petite too. At last it settled in his crotch, and he felt a mix of anticipation and trepidation as it slowly reshaped his manhood into womanhood. His penis shrank away until it formed a tiny sensitive nub. His testicles moved up inside him and rearranged into ovaries. The bulge of his scrotum tucked away into a vaginal mound, and the seam along it unzipped to create labial lips.
While this final part of the change happened, so did the biggest changes in his head. At first he felt alarm- I'm going to not be a man anymore! I'll be just a living hole to get fucked! But once his male parts really started to become her female parts, she felt a kind of clarity. She didn't need a penis- her new clitoris would give her way more pleasure. Plus it would feel way nicer to have her pussy get fucked than to fuck a pussy. A different name even came to her- Martha. Even with her mind addled with horniness, Martha could tell she wasn't dumber or worse now she was a woman, if anything she felt smarter and better like this.
Perfect, thought Ty as he stepped through the window into where Martha was...