Tommy turned off his video game and tried sitting up straight.
He began to feel dizzy. He started to see double.
He went to reach for the video game controller, hoping it would pass. But then he saw his
hand.
He held his fingers close to his eyes, to make sure he wasn't halucinating. The light
complexion of his skin on the side of his nails were beginning to darken into a brown
color. It began to drip down his fingers.
Tommy's eyes widened. He began to feel sick again. His body temperature was rising
quickly. Things kept on spinning.
He slid out of bed and stumbled to his door, closing it so he could view himself in the
mirror.
He looked at his blonde hair, and saw streaks of jet black beginning to form. He grabbed
a lock with his now brown hand, making sure the black couldn't be shaken off.
"Oh my god, what's happening to me?"
His body grew hotter. Sweat began to pour down his face. He grabbed his shirt with both
hands and threw it off and across the room, almost losing his balance. He starred at his
arms, which we now completely brown as well. He felt little black hairs growing out, more
hair than he's ever had.
His chest was starting to turn brown as well. His nipples grew darker. His whole body was
growing darker.
He looked up at his face. His lips began to grow out. he saw the beginnings of what would
be a mustache in the future. His eyes went from green to black in a matter of seconds.
The brown skin crept up his neck, quickly moving up his face.
He couldn't believe it. He was starting to look like his best friend Anthony. He was
frightened. He couldn't move. He could only watch as his features began to change.
His body grew even hotter. He felt like he was reaching 110 degrees. He reluctantly
unbuttoned his pants, removing them along with his socks. He kept his white boxers on.
Just as he thought, the brown was running down his legs, a trail of black hair following it.
He kept getting hotter. The room kept spinning. He looked at his full body again, trying to
take everything in all at once. He noticed his ashened elbows. He noticed the contrast
between his white boxers and his brown legs. He held his hand to the side, seeing where
the pigment ended and his palms began. He grew even hotter.
He had to do it. He slowly removed his boxers. He saw his brown penis amass a black
bush of hair.
He screamed and fainted.