"My girlfriend likes Vanilla, so I'll take two of them," you hear the sound of your boyfriend's voice traveling, looking up you watch as he pays for two ice cream cones from the same vendor that sold the vanilla cone that turned you into a man.
“There you go, young man," she says. "Hope that treat will help you with your relationship.”
"Josh!" you yell as he begins to lick away at one of the vanilla cones. He pauses and looks towards you, confused, and you struggle to think of something to say.
"Do I know you," asked Josh as approached and stopped eating after one swallow.
"Uhh, I'm Meg's cousin. She asked me to tell you she had to rush to the bathroom but she said that she'd be right back."
"Right... and you are?" asked Josh, a suspicious glance saying that he wasn't convinced in the least, resuming his consumption of his cone as a little vanilla had melted onto his hand.
"I'm... uhh... Michael, but my friends and family call me Mike," you say, extending your hand out to shake before remembering both of his hands were occupied holding the ice cream cones. You quickly withdraw the hand and hide your hand behind your head. The silence between you two is palpable.
"Well, Michael, if you don't mind, I'd like to sit down and wait for my girlfriend." he emphasized, and it was only after a few seconds as he sat down on his own towel to finish his cone next to your abandoned towel that you realized he thought you had been hitting on him. You couldn't help but laugh at yourself... well, he's almost finished as it is, best see what the cone does to him, and who knows, maybe Josh will make a rocking babe.
Wait, where'd that thought come from? Nevermind. You plop down onto your towel next to Josh.
"You sure devoured that cone in a hurry."
"I thought I was clear," said Josh as he finished nibbling on his cone. He scooched a little bit on his towel, as though the way he was sitting wasn't quite comfortable--likely the beginning of his transformation beginning--it looked like his butt and hips were slowly swelling.
"Crystal, but I know something you don't, sweets," you say, hoping that by calling him by the shared affectionate nickname, he might
"Now see he--ar!" squeaked Josh.
Taking a look at Josh, you notice that his hips have stopped swelling, and his swim trunks have shifted into a bikini bottom. Hair from his legs began to fall out and his legs reshaped and his feet shrank.
"What is happening to me," asked Josh, a look of terror appearing on his face, the other ice cream cone he'd been holding falls immediately into the sand.
"It's the ice cream, sweets... I had it and it changed me into this. Seems to be doing the opposite to you," you say.
Josh's head immediately snaps up to lock eyes with you, he stares straight into your eyes for a moment--his height seeming to take a hit as he did--before saying, "Meg?!?"
You nod as his waist pulls in and his pecs melted away only to be replaced with two puffs starting around his growing nipples--which were quickly covered up by a bikini top.
"You turned into a... beefcake," said Josh, his--no her voice stabilizing in a higher register as her shrinking Adam's apple shrunk along with her thinning neck. Her breasts had filled out to a nice C cup.
"You're not turning out so bad yourself, sweets," you say in response with a smirk as her jawline smoothed, her lips puffed up slightly and her stubble vanished as her black hair grew out and down to her mid-back. A pair of sunglasses appearing atop a hair band placed to keep her hair from getting into her face.
"Me--Mike... I feel..."
"Different?" you ask as you lean in closer to her, eyes locked again, this time something shifting behind hers, as though she were really only seeing you properly for the first time.
"Horny..." she admits with a flutter of excitement that stirs a growing sensation in your trunks.
"Well, let's go take care of that... Jocelyn," you say hopping up from sitting as though you'd been doing it for ages, holding out a hand to help her up, which she takes, and once up, you use to pull her in for a kiss.
"Ahh, I love a happy ending," says the Ice Cream lady looking on from afar.