Eventually, you decide to buy Alcohol-Free Vodka TG Soda. Russian TGs are among the most uncommon types when writers combine TG with race change. So how can you find a Russian female-to-male transformation when the majority – if not all – of them are Russian male-to-females? That’s just it; there’s no way! However, drinking Alcohol-Free Vodka TG Soda can change that.
Without second thoughts, you put a quarter into the vending machine. This action quickly makes the vending machine’s blue and pink lights glow around the glass. You push the button in front of the Alcohol-Free Vodka TG Soda, which goes down safe and sound. You take the soda from the machine and then take a sip after you open it. The taste is quite decent. It’s not as good as you expected, but it’s not the worst. The taste is somewhat similar to yeasty water with little alcohol lingering within. Then again, if the people behind it included more alcohol, they would’ve unwittingly wound up getting people stuck as a Russian variant of their opposing gender. That can be undesirable, especially if the customer only wants to become Russian while being of the opposite gender temporarily.
You then place the soda down and strip off your clothes once you drink up half the can. While doing the latter, you abruptly feel like your feet will explode at any second. Your feet do just that as they become much more meaty while you watch all your toenails turn dull, basic, and unadorned. Your fingernails instantly get the same fate as your toenails when your hands similarly bulge. The changes slither across your limbs as thick hair protrudes from your forearms and calves, bursting with muscles. Your thighs excommunicate their fat as the muscle now lurking beneath takes their place, and your ass, while remaining gropeable, subsides with muscle substituting its fat. Your upper arms gain the same strength as the other parts of your limbs, with your biceps and triceps blowing up with muscle.
Your shoulders broaden to cope with the new muscles inside your limbs. Your limbs then share the number of muscles with your chest. In response, your breasts succumb to manliness by deflating until there’s only muscle within. Your nipples get smaller and smaller while becoming darker and expelling its sensitivity. You absentmindedly let out a moan during this, and by the end of the process, you’re left with a pair of awesome pectorals. Some hair then comes out to decorate your new chest. The changes go up to your neck and make it bulge.
“Эй! (Hey!)” You blurt out, and you instantly come to realize something. While your skin color has generally remained the same, your voice has traded its initial soprano structure for a hunky, fluent Russian accent. You can still understand some English, but not as much as before.
No sooner do the changes take care of your visage as it begins altering. Your forehead broadens as do your eyebrows, nose, and nostrils. Your eyelashes shrink while your eyes go deeper into your skull. Your jawline transitions from round to straight due to it strengthening within seconds. Your lips become thinner as a response to your facial hair sprouting around that, your tougher chin, and your jawline. Your hair rapidly recedes to your scalp until it can’t reach your ears as easily as before.
Once the changes are done with your face, they start coming down to your midriff. Before they take care of that, your spine extends to make you reach more than six feet tall. Then naturally, muscle gets introduced into your stomach, resulting in immaculate abs. You hear some cracks inside your pelvic area and figure out that your hips are diminishing, which causes your torso to become less curvy and more rigid. To set up the final stage of your transformation, your formerly trimmed bush winds up thicker as if it was left unshaven for a long time. It promptly releases a straight line made out of hair, which rises to your belly button.
“Приближается! (Here it comes!)” you announce to yourself once you feel your cunt tingling. “В тот момент, когда я официально становлюсь мужчиной! (The moment I officially become a man!)”
You watch your clitoris grow outside of your vagina. It’s already two inches long, but its growth spurt is far from over. When your clitoris hits four inches, your clitoral hood engulfs it to convert into your foreskin. Furthermore, your useless vagina slowly starts sealing shut when your large clit hits six inches. Your clit’s growth finally comes to a halt once it reaches nine inches, creates a tip at the end, and finishes changing into your dick. You know that something else will accompany your new rod while discovering that your entrance has finished closing.
Your egg cells create a tail and then shrink as they transition into your sperm. Your womb and uterus wither into nothingness, but the former’s remains regroup to form your prostate. Meanwhile, your fallopian tubes flex downward, becoming your vas deferens. Just like your pussy, your cervix closes, and your ovaries migrate down to your now-sagging labia, which merges to become your scrotum. By the time your ovaries finish moving into your new sac, they have already converted into your testes, and to finish the transformation off, your new sac grows some hair.
“Срань господня! (Holy shit!)” you comment as you observe your new body in full detail. While the Alcohol-free Vodka brand isn’t perfect, it has made you feel like a Russian Adonis, just as it should. You begin pondering ideas on what you can do while you’re like this. Maybe that blonde worker is into Russian guys, so you can try to seduce her. You can also try another brand, or you can try living as a Russian stud. There should be men’s clothing somewhere if you want them, or you can just jerk off while nobody’s around. There are so many things you can do.