Curt pulled the ointment of of his bag as he stood next to
his locker in the changing room for the pool. Curt read the
directions, "Apply liberally to the entire body"
Curt then emptied the bottle of cream and rubbed
the smelly menthol scented cream from head to
toe. Curt grabbed his towl, slid his feed into his sandals
and closed the locker door. Curt took care to only rinse
under the shower, hoping to avoid losing any of the cream
he just paid for. His skin felt a bit sticky, and Curt took
this as a good sign since his suncreen he used would
become sticky just before it dried.
Curt slowly climed down the ladder into the pool. He waved
his arm around, and saw no clould or obvious signs the cream
was washing off. Curt took his next 30 minutes easy, swimming
at only half the speed he would normally practice at. After an
hour in the pool, he climbed out of the pool and headed back
to the showers. Curt showered off and went to his locker,
and went to slide his swim briefs off, but could not find the
waistline. He looked down and saw where his spandex swim
briefs were, but could not put his thumb between his skin and
the suit. The shine of the suit extended down to his feet. Only
the color matched his skin tone. Curt looked at the back of his
hands and arms, and noticed they too were covered in the
same material. Curt tried to pinch the fabric of his swim suit
and felt pain, as if it was his skin. It felt smooth, like the
swim meet suits he used to wear made of polyurethane.
Curt was very worried. He stroked his cock bulge through
the smooth material. He shuddered as his entire groin
came alive and he felt his cock throb. Curt sat on the
bench beside his locker and stroked his cock vigorously
for a minute and stopped. He had no orgasm, and
now no bulge, cock or balls. He felt the material
tugging between his legs, as a distinctive cameltoe
bulge formed under the suit. Curt slid a finger back
and forth along the new bulge and felt his body
respond again, throbbing between his legs. Curt
poked his finger into the rubber, pushing it into
his new vaginal opening, until his entire finger
was inside. Curt gave himself his first female
orgasm with his finger, and sat on the bench
breathing slowly. He wanted more and felt that
he could continue, but not in the changing room
at the pool. As he stood up, he saw in the
mirror that his nipples pushed out further
further from his chest, the outline of his new
nipples were much bigger than the old ones
shown on the outside of the suit. Curt was
aroused, his shirt brushing his newly sensitive
chest. Curt went straight back to his dorm
room, hoping to avoid anyone who might
notice his new condition.