As your towel slipped from your waist you found the warm air of the Steam Room almost like a pressure piling onto you, as if the air itself were pressing itself deep into your exposed flesh. This may have flagged some kind of alarm, for no steam room that you'd been into before had done something like this, but some part of you felt somewhat eager to let thing take shape. This was a free experience, after all. 'When in Rome," as the old saying goes.
You leaned back a little, spreading your legs wide as to suddenly let your loins breath. Briefly, your mind wondered to your clothing, and your underwear, and just now constricting all that clothing seemed. It was good to go all natural, here and there, outside the comforts of a bath or shower. To let the skin breath! It was then, unknown to you, that the tips of your short blonde hair began to change. It began to grow just a slight, and also begin to curl in such a way it normally couldn't and slowly those tips began to turn a shade of dark black.
Your skin was beginning to sweat now. You ran your hand down your flat chest, feeling the mixture of oils, water and sweat staining your skin. Never had such an urge come to you, but suddenly here you were feeling every inch of yourself. Before long this new urge began to have an unexpected and all the same pleasant result. Your dick began to ache and quickly rise with need! The dark hairs thickly growing around it, which you could have sworn were once a light shade of blonde, itched your crotch slightly. You didn't mind, or really care, and instead reached for your throbbing cock and latched onto it.
You moaned quietly as you began to jerk away at yourself, still caressing your flesh with your free hand. The pleasure made your toes curl, and kept your mind at bay as that same hand clasped at a pec bubbling into being upon your chest. If you had managed to fight the pleasure you were in, you would have noticed how your muscles began to swell and develop. As this occurred, those dark hairs from around your groin travelled up as a singular trial of hair towards your navel. You wailed suddenly, your body growing and snapping as your grew a little in height. By now your hair had grown out and darkened entirely into black and completely lost its usual straightness. Instead it curled into rich, Mediterranean curls that bounced as you swayed and pleasurably convulsed in place. The hairs on your legs grew darker and a little thicker - they swiftly developed a slight scruffiness about them. A similar effect emerged on your arms as well! With another snap of pure carnal delight, your muscles tightened and pressed into place.
As this happened, new urges crawled into your mind beyond the know-how to pleasure both men, woman beast and all in-between. Sports, sweat and physical activity. These new instincts and actions imprinted themselves deep into your mind with a new familiarity, as if they were always there. Despite not knowing this to be true, you found this new familiarity outweighed any logical fear or concern at your changing instinct. The Greek language itself pushed itself above your normal English, rewriting itself as your native tonged. Still you knew English, but it lack the same passion that Greek now gave you. No doubt it's lovely tone could seduce all the lovely αλλοδαποί you would meet later today....
Your body was like a Greek statue come to life! And just as quickly new genes floured into place as your skin blossomed with a hearty and swarthy hue.
Your face became more defined, with a fine and sturdy jaw to boot. Yet your looks became boyish and strong with a distant charm. With one last moan, you blew a load onto the spa floor which you then collapsed onto on all fours. Panting, still riding on the wave of pleasures, consciousness returned to you. You leaned back and sat your new, thicker butt upon the tiled floor and examined yourself.