You often enjoy strawberry ice cream, not because of the color of the flavor when you first saw it as a kid, but because you have enjoyed the taste it brought. Sure, you can see strawberry pieces on it, and bimbos eat this kind of flavor and are willing to do anything to get their slutty hands on it via sexual favors, but the enjoyment more than makes up for it. Luckily, there isn’t exactly anyone near you other than the woman, let alone a bimbo, on the beach, so you might go eat strawberry ice cream without a bimbo noticing it.
“I would like to have one scoop of strawberry ice cream on a cone,” you order from the menu.
“You already chose that?” the attendant asks.
“Yes,” you reply.
“That’s not a bad flavor if you ask me,” she comments while smiling. “Anyways, the price is $1.49 with tax.”
You take two dollars from your wallet and try to give it to the woman. You notice that she is already making your order as you wait.
“Sorry about that,” the attendant apologizes, “I got too busy.”
“It’s fine,” you answer. “Besides, I would rather do stuff earlier than later.”
“Great to hear,” she says as she takes your money and gives you the ice cream, two quarters, and a penny. “Enjoy and be careful not to get a brain freeze.”
The attendant leaves you with your food and gives you two quarters and one penny for your change as she goes away with her cart. You know from other kids not to eat cold food so fast, let alone ice cream, so it should be easy. You lick your tongue on the strawberry treat, and good god, does it taste great! You recall those previous times you’ve eaten this food in elementary school, and those are nothing compared to the one the attendant gave you. You end up licking faster and faster until it’s all consumed in less than two minutes. Out of the blue, you feel a frozen pang in your head, and it feels intense. You have just gotten a brain freeze.
“Auuugh,” you groan as you place your hands on your forehead. “Bro, where the fu–”
You sheepishly cover your mouth. That doesn’t sound anything like you! Where in the world did that come from? How did you get so careless? You have gotten carried away and ended up consuming it too quickly! Even more strange is the fact that your voice is so much more profound than it has ever been. You gingerly rub your neck and discover your Adam’s apple, thick enough to make your voice dominate anyone. To summarize, your voice changed while you were having a brain freeze.
Your face is going to be next as it twists and turns. Your hair recedes closer to your scalp as its length reduces to just above your ears, and your nose sticks out. Your forehead widens as your lips thin. Your eyes get more ovular as they narrow, your eyebrows thicken, and your eyelashes shrink down. Your jawline and chin protrude, and to fill them up, stubble pokes out around them. You run your hand over your skin head to toe and detect that it is generally rougher.
“Maybe these changes won’t be so bad,” you comment, and you shut your mouth almost instantly. There it is again! What is getting into you?
Of course, this transformation isn’t halfway done yet. Large, thick muscles spread out throughout your body, with your height going up to over six feet. Your shoulders become broad and help with your increasingly muscular arms and powerful biceps. Additionally, your armpits get quite a bit of hair despite shaving them not long ago. Your hands become meaty, and during that, your fingernails lose their femininity by reducing in length and giving up their polish. You instinctively flex your biceps and create a splendid bulge. Perfect for scoring a touchdown. Speaking of which, you aim your cone as if it is a football at the closest trashcan and throw it, and the cone goes inside it perfectly. A nerdy wimp will never make a badass move like that!
Your tits lose themselves in the muscles as they shrink one cup at a time. You rip out your bikini top and let your breasts dangle in their last moments. After two minutes, your chest is completely flat, but you don’t care because those moobs would’ve been useless in a workout. Muscle unsurprisingly grows in it to form large pecs, and your nipples shrink down and darken while suiting your new chest. When hair sprouts out across your chest, your hips narrow, and your waist thickens, killing your hourglass figure. You then watch in satisfaction as a virile eight-pack forms within your stomach.
“Wait until everyone gets a load of these,” you express with a grin.
You can feel your ass become tighter and flatter while your legs receive thick, powerful layers of muscle. Hair spreads out across your legs once they’re done changing. Pressure infects your feet to make them just as big and meaty as your hands. Your feet also gain some hair during the process. Eventually, they stop growing when they get to a massive size of fourteen.
“This is awesome!” you shout. With an absolutely ripped body like this, there’s no way any hot chicks can resist you! Your mood quickly changes when you realize something. “How can I fuck up a sexy slut if I don't have a big rod?”
As if on cue, your reproductive system immediately alters into its male counterpart. Right off the bat, your pussy entirely closes up, but it can’t just leave it at that. Your clitoris pops out of your groin as it grows. Your pubic hair thickens, and during that, your labia starts to swell. Hair pokes out of them, and in almost a minute, you now have a pair of testicles. They look big for someone around your age, but the changes are just wrapping up.
Inside your new scrotum, your ovaries relocate and turn into your testes while your egg cells shrink and let a tail stick out to turn into your sperm. Your cervix seals shut like your pussy, and then your fallopian tubes pull downward to become your vas deferens. In no time at all, your womb withers and becomes your prostate. Back with your clit, it lets your clitoral hood travel around it, becoming your foreskin. When your clitoris reaches ten inches, the head pops out at the end, leaving you with an impressive penis.
“Fuck yeah,” you express. “Now that’s the shit I’m talking about.”
You don’t care about your past life anymore (if you can remember it), nor will you care about your brain because who needs that when you have an extremely hunky body? After all, you are never that smart to begin with. The only enjoyable things are playing sports, working out, and fucking busty bitches all night. Thinking about the last one ends up making you rock hard.
You get so drifted off by your thoughts that you don’t find out your bikini bottom has already turned into a pair of Speedos until you look at it. In the meantime, your bikini top simply disappeared. Your old swimwear would’ve looked ridiculous on your new body anyway. However, you can’t stand here and do nothing, so you have to do something before you get bored.