You enter and see that it is deserted, from the bar located beyond a beaded curtain in the back room you catch the bespectacled eyes of a tiny elderly Chinese woman. She turns her head toward the kitchen and jabbers something incomprehensible as you take a seat on the edge of the restaurant-away from the windows. It is quite chilly out. You remove your coat and lay your scarf and gloves on the table for two beside you. A second voice is heard behind you and in a minute the waiter appears; smiling.
He reminds you of the character Jin from Lost, although clearly more Chinese than Korean; but it is difficult to decisivily say. Young, younger than you around twenty perhaps, he is terribly attractive. Thick, dark, wavy hair-which could easily be put in a pony tail-is tucked behind large but endearing ears. Typical high cheekbones but with a sharp chiseled chin and gorgeous eyes grin at you while he asks you in barely accented English what you would like. Mesmerized you tell him to choose for you, and with a gleam in his eye he complies. As he walks away you notice how slim he is, though clearly in shape. Pity he didn't have a bubble butt-you loved asians with a bubble butt.
The food trolley comes along and several dishes are laid before you. A special bottle is decanted, which the young man Xian promises is on the house. Tasting it you struggle to place what it reminds you of. Enjoyable it is somewhat sweet and certainly very thick, going down warm. But warmth is just what you need on a cold day like today. As the restaurant is empthy Xian sits down across from you, after a short spat with the old woman who turns out to be his grandmother and family matriarch. It turns out Xian is gay too. He moved from China with his family ten years ago and still has an accent, but barely. He wants to stay in the restaurant business-he enjoys cooking and serving and managing. However he wants them to move away from asian cuisine in favour of a more general menu. His grandmother, who heads the family, refuses to step down and allow him to take the restaurant on to change it. She doesn't want him to loose his heritage. Turns out she was fine with him being gay but she wanted him to find a nice Chinese boy to settle down with, to keep his roots strong.
Not intending too you yawn, the draft made you sleepy and your leaning on your arm-elbow on the table proping you up. In the dim light of the restaurant you fail to notice your skin deepening to a beautiful bronze colour or your body hair receeding into your arms. Absently you scratch your face, expecting to feel the usual stubble but when you feel skin as smooth as a baby's bum you are startled. Your stomach seems to tighten and you beg Xian's forgiveness to go to the washroom. He points the way and you stumble back there on shaky legs.
C
Clutching at the sink you gaze in the mirror at your bronzed reflection-only a slightly different tone than Xian's. Your face is as smooth as his while your brownish red hair has darkened to black. Its a sleek black-no more curls just straight-easily styled anyway you'd like and it seems to be restylling itself into a shortish, somewhat disheviled look. Shorter than Xian's but not a buzz cut, a swatch of hair lengthens above your eyes and could easily be ironed out to provide some dashing locks! Changes aren't over though-your nose shortens and becomes less sharp, nostrils slightly flared. As your eyebrows darken and thicken your eyes shape themselves into a more asiatic type, though not a full squint.
While your lips widen a bit you remember the unrest in your stomach and clutch at your body-clothes feel incredibly tight. You realize that your shirt is straining at the buttons-but it is muscle not weight that you're gaining! Broad shoulders, real pecs-with huge nipples you realize upon opening your shirt. While it isn't a ripped six pack you have some defination there and your arms are definately beefy. Playing with your new nipples the size of dollar coins you feel a surge of pleasure and barely hear your pants ripping as a bubble butt protrudes from your rear. Firm and topping thick legs it is perfect! Having to kick off your shoes-too small surprisingly-you realize as you walk out with your clothes in tatters-that you're now taller and assuredly slightly younger. Like having just graduated high school! than Xian who comes up to you to embrace you.
He explains his grandmothers magic and how he fell in love with you at first sight walking down the street. Now he's altered you so you could be his forever-your entire reality has been altered to make people think you've always been like this; a tall hunky asian. Everything else is the same-you're simply adopted from your white parents. What do you think?