You aren’t sure at first, but you want to try and taste French vanilla, which is a little similar to regular American vanilla ice cream. However, the difference is the French one is more golden. You can tell why French Vanilla is made in France because it looks much smoother compared to its American style. You don’t think you would want to try a version of vanilla ice cream from France, but since it is a type of version of vanilla that tastes smoother than the original, you decide to give it a quick shot.
“I would like to try out French vanilla, please,” you order.
“Really?” The attendant asks. “That’s my favorite type of ice cream, but before we get too carried away, where would you like the ice cream on? How many scoops?”
“On a cone with two scoops on it,” you inform her before you realize that the attendant is already working on it.
“This is going to cost you $2.49, plus tax,” the attendant says.
You, in return, give her three dollars for the ice cream.
“Bon Appetite, as the French would exactly say," the attendant says before leaving as you are left to enjoy the cone.
As your sight shifts from the attendant to the ice cream, you lick the food in your hand. Ooh la la! This flavor tastes way better than you anticipated! Even as a White woman, you might start to believe that French vanilla would be just as good as its American version, possibly better. Maybe you can share this with your boyfriend through social media. You finish up your food in around five minutes. You look around for a trash can and go to it so that you can throw your empty cone away. However, your feet start to feel pretty strange once your cone is in the trash.
You anxiously look down, and you discover that your feet are growing. You also discover that your toenails are shrinking, and your flip-flops are ripping apart right in front of your eyes. Once the changes are done with your feet, they ascend to your calves and put a bit of muscle within them. Hair pokes out across your legs. The changes eventually reach your ass just to make it flatter and smaller.
“What the fuck?!” You spit out.
Not only is your skin quickly shifting to olive, but it roughens, too. However, that is nothing compared to the horrible cramps that are coming from your decreasingly wide hips. Your waist helps this by thickening, sacrificing your hourglass figure, but that won’t be in vain. You watch your stomach let out burst after burst for a few moments, and before long, you now have a six-pack stomach.
In a blink of an eye, your bikini top disappears before you can even take a glance at it. Why is that? Your boobs are deflating into your chest as if they are balloons. During that process, your nipples get darker and smaller. Your squishy breasts become a thing of the past after your nipples finish changing, but your chest ultimately grows once again, developing pecs instead of tits. There is chest hair following this, but it goes right in between your pecs rather than distributing around your chest.
Your shoulders widen to be prepared to get some new company. Muscles fill up your biceps as they thicken with strength along with your forearms. Your hands similarly get bigger in cost of your shrinking fingernails. At that point, your limbs have completely changed, but there are still a handful of things that aren’t affected yet. A great example is your pussy, which is happening to start changing right after your bikini bottom becomes your swim trunks.
You watch reluctantly after you strip your swim trunks to your knees. Sure enough, your vagina is closing up slowly but surely. It does make sure your swelling clit is outside your pussy, though. Your clitoral hood is the next to go as it simply enfolds your four-inch clit, turning into your foreskin. The tip of your urethra eventually pops out of the end of your former clit, securing its form into your eight-inch penis. Once that part is done, your pussy is entirely gone.
Your labia produces bumps while your pubic hair significantly thickens. Your reproductive system begins to produce much more sperm to the point of replacing your egg cells altogether. Your fallopian tubes drop down dramatically and become your vas deferens. Since your vagina is nowhere to be seen, your cervix closes up. As that happens, your uterus shrivels. Your womb withers away, but it survives long enough to turn into your prostate. Your scrotum has finished developing, and it looks quite big and a bit hairy, too. You put your swim trunks back on your waist as you get ready for the final changes.
Your neck is the second to last victim as it makes some space for something special. An Adam’s apple is forming within it. This lump forces your voice to plummet to around a baritone and gives you a French accent when you cough out loud. Now there’s only one main part to take care of: your head. Some stubble pokes out across your jawline and chin as they become angular along with your cheeks. Your forehead widens, but the antithesis happens to your lips. Your eyebrows thicken, and your eyelashes shrink down. Your eyes become ovular as they also shrink, and your nose protrudes as your nostrils widen. Last but certainly not least, the hair from your scalp, which shifts into a dark shade of brown, recedes into your head until it’s just above your ears.
The sight is unbelievable. Was there some kind of magical ingredient inside your ice cream that made you into a French beefcake? How would anyone, especially those who didn't eat the ice cream, believe that you were once a White woman? If you go to the cart, there might be a way to reverse all of this. Maybe you can watch somebody order the ice cream to help with this. You can also try to convince your boyfriend about this and hope that he completely believes what happened. You reflect on these ideas and decide what to do next.