Is that Neapolitan?" you ask, pointing to a container filled with brown, white, and red ice cream.
"It's Spumoni," the ice cream lady replies. Seeing your puzzled look, she adds, "Instead of strwberry, the red is cherry-flavored, and it even has bit of cherry mixed right in.
"Sounds delicious," you say, even though Spumoni sounds like a better name for a cold cut or pasta dish than an ice-cream flavor. "I'll have a bowl-three scoops please."
"Very well." The ice cream lady takes a paper bowl and puts in three scoops of the multi-colored dessert. She then takes your money and hands the bowl to you. "Enjoy!" she says before wondering off with her cart.
You spoon a mouthful of the icecream into your mouth. It's better than you even thought, especially the tingling sensation you feel in you mouth that then spreads all over your body.
As you continue eating, you feel the sensation intensify. Suddenly your bikini feels tight against your skin. You look down at your body, and see-you've just somehow gained at least sixty pounds!
After finding that no one is around, you strip your bikini bottom down to your knees, only to find that the intensity has just gotten worse. Your vagina is closing up at an alarming rate, and while that happens, both your clitoris and labia are swelling. Almost thirty seconds pass when your pussy finally seals shut, but your clitoris, currently four inches, is still lengthening. The horror swiftly turns into pleasure when a head forms on your clit. During that, your clitoral hood wraps up your new penis, turning into your foreskin in the process. Even though you are outside, witnessing your clit becoming a cock feels so right, and that makes you have your very first boner, with your cock becoming stiff and large and blood pumping inside it.
Meanwhile, your ovaries descend into your increasingly saggy labia as that shifts into your testes and all of your egg cells shrink and grow a tail to become sperm. Your cervix closes up while your uterus contorts as your fallopian tubes pull downward, and this makes you develop your vas deferens. Your womb shrinks more and more until nothing is left of fit, but something else comes and replaces it: your prostate. Your black pubic hair thickens as your labia also earns some hair, and before long, you now have a pair of hairy testicles. These, if anything, make you more aroused than you already are, and it causes you to moan quietly. With your voice getting deeper, more like a bass with a strange, goofy lilt due to your new Adam’s apple and your new penis, this would be the perfect time to masturbate if it isn’t for your location. Did the ice cream you ordered cause all of this?
Just to check things, you rub your hands on your nipples, and you find that they have not only less pleasure but also shrunk and became dark brown. So that you don’t get caught, you reluctantly put your bikini bottom back on, knowing that it will look ridiculous on you now, but your reluctance turns into relief when your bikini bottom turns into baggy knee-length tie-dyed swim trunks, eliminating your embarrassment. Once your new reproductive system produces testosterone, your breasts start gradually pulling themselves back inside your chest, and, as that happens, your ass flattens, yet remains flabby. That causes your legs to appear more manly than shapely, but thick to maitch your expanding waist. The same goes for your arms and chest, and your boobs are now half the size they once were. Whereas your shoulders broaden, the opposite happens to your hips, and your torso expands, murdering your hourglass figure. You realize that your tits are now nonexistent when you take off your bikini top, they are now flabby masculine pectorals over a fat beer gut.
You quickly stand up and start for the port a potty, careful not to run because you don't want attention. However, you start feeling wobbly and before you get there you fall on your stomach.
You roll over onto you back and gasp at the sight of your feet; now they are three times as long and you toes are nearly eight inches wide. Suddenly you see a touch of red at the bottom of your field of vision. You gingerly reach for your nose, and feel a perfect sphere, nearly as big as a tennis ball. Gulping you give it a squeeze.
HONK!
It dawns on you. You aren't just turning into a man, you are also turning into a clown. A fat male clown.