Staring in the mirror, you see your body growing. Just like Popeye after he eats spinach,
your arms inflate, your muscles getting bigger. Your voice drops and you feel a pulling in
your groin. Your cock's getting bigger, and your skin getting darker. The changes slow
down and you still look like you did before, but a little more like if you were mixed race.
You've become a blatino stud! Popping a pose, you smile with brilliant white teeth. Turning
around you say, "Hey, look at this!" but with a worry in your mind that this isn't what's
supposed to be going on.
Suddenly your jaw drops. Your bro/dad is no longer the big black stud but looks like a
scrawny 14 year old kid, 5'5" at best and with a much smaller dick. "Big brother, what
happened?" he asks confusedly. Suddenly you say, "I don't know what's going on, but I
think the condoms have something to do with it. Let's try some on to see if we can fix
this."
Your dad reaches out and grabs another black condom, you reaching for a yellow one.
Rolling them down over your dicks, you wait... and nothing happens. Is the magic broken?
Panicked, you pick up the box and read the back: "WARNING: Overuse unadvised. Only two
uses in 24 hours permitted."
Crap! You're stuck in these bodies for at least a day. But can you keep your mind that long
and fix things tomorrow? You'll have to try, in any case.
"Right," you say to your bro/dad, "we're stuck like this for a day. So we have to pass time
and look after each other." Pulling off your condom, you're still hard as a rock, your
bro/dad likewise horny. "Dad? I don't understand what's going on? But I don't know how
to have sex. You promised to show me - let's do it!" He comes up to you and runs his
hand, shaking, over your chest.
This doesn't feel at all good, but you're definitely attracted to the black youth in front of
you. Maybe it will clear your mind to have sex, and then you can get dressed and sit down
to talk about what the hell's going on.