After seeing what happened to his friends, Bryan was more than ready to take his
turn. He sat down at the controls, read through some of the options and made sure to
select human male. He also chose to take the mental transformation, and then clicked
on the randomize button.
A short second later, the Chronovac displayed Bryan's fate:
Subject transformation: 25 year old African-American male bodybuilder
Bryan felt a sharp static shock, his clothes vanished, and he began growing. Colin and
Rob looked on in amazement as Bryan didn't change height, remaining at a healthy 5
foot 8, but his weight rapidly increased with muscle mass. He momentarily lost
balance, swaying a bit as his pecs jutted out into a shelf in front of him, a hard 8-pack
forming almost instantly underneath. He steadied himself as at almost the same time
his rear end shifted higher on his frame, giving him a noticeable ghetto booty. He
barely had time to recover before both his arms and legs exploded with sheer muscle.
His feet were pushed apart as his quads grew in. He knew he'd have to change the
way he walked to accommodate their new bulk. His arms were thick, a network of
cabled veins running over them, and pushed out to his sides by lats that had grown in
without him even noticing.
As Rob and Colin let out an audible gasp, Bryan felt an odd sensation in his head as it
changed shape, denting inward at the base of his neck. All of his hair on his head and
body fell out, leaving him bald. The strange feeling moved from his skull to his face, as
his eyes turned from blue to brown, and his nose changed from narrow and rather
pointy to almost flat against his face. Next, his lips changed dramatically, almost
appearing as if someone had pumped air into them. He felt a change below the belt
as his member swelled. His balls dropping, and his dick growing large enough to rival
Colin in his porn star form. Then, like a light switch, his skin flashed from a pasty
white to a deep dark chocolate brown.
Bryan held his hands up in front of his face, completely lost in wonder at his sudden
massive muscles and racial changes. He was blown away, as were Rob and Colin,
staring in awe at the beautifuly massive black bodybuilder clad only in blue posing
trunks standig before them. But Bryan only had a short time to comprehend how
different he was before the final seconds of the transformation clock ticked down and
the mental changes kicked in.
Of course he was big, he'd been lifting since he was 15. He knew all the in's and out's
of the sport. He was also now aware of his heritage. He was proud to be a brotha.
Doubly proud to have shaped his body into the incredible shape it was in. This new
found cultural identity cemented in Bryan's mind, and there was no way he was going
to transform back into a skinny white kid. His face hardened, and a look of
determination came over him.
"Bryan?", asked Colin, wondering how his friend weathered the massive
transformation.
A deep accented bass voice to match the hulking body responded, "Yo, the name's B
now, and I ain't goin back to whatever I was befo".
Before anyone could stop him, Bryan lunged over to the Chronovac and clicked "Make
changes permanent".
"I have ta say, I like dis!" Bryan said as he went through his bodybuilding routine,
giving the other two boys quite a display flexing his huge physique, reveling in the
sensations of every muscle as it contracted.
The othe two boys were standing slack-jawed at the massive difference in their friend.
His form cemented, Bryan looked at Colin, "Ah think you'd be a little happier,'bro, if
your mind matched your body. Hold on tight!" Bryan darted for the computer, using his
massive brawn to knock back Rob and Colin, and loaded Colin's profile. He updated
the mental aspect and sat back, flexing, to watch the fun.