A major change

Virgil fled fast, making quick distance from where he had just ground on a white man's dick. That thought echoed around in his mind as he tried to figure out not only what he had done but how it had ever even been possible. He had a massive crush on Frieda at school. Richie had been making fun of him for going tongue-tied around her all the time.

Now he was just randomly jacking off white guys with his ass. Virgil found himself in his room pacing, wondering if he had had a mental breakdown. He hears his dad and sister doing their own thing in the rest of the house, though it was just background noise at the moment. His mind was far too preoccupied trying to figure out itself to put any attention on anything else.

Virgil began thinking about other men. Those he knew were famous celebrities and others, but at no point was he attracted to any of them as the image of them appeared in his mind's eye. So then why did he have to jack off a random white guy with his ass? Unsaid from that mental thought was how he moaned like a two-dollar whore as he had done it.

Virgil turned that moment over and over in his head, trying to figure out what made this guy so special in comparison to anyone else. As the guy's face came up in his thoughts, he realized he knew him. Well, he knew of him as one of the guys just hanging around school, always somehow in the background.

As he thought on the man, he found himself subconsciously making his own ass jiggle as if the man were directly behind him and he had to give him a show. This caused a rather surprising realization: he wasn't awkward about it. He was embarrassed, but he wasn't shy about what he was doing.

This caused a rather terrifying realization: he found himself being very brave while acting all sissy for that white man whose name he was going to have to get. That being the case, considering he choked when people needed him, he might need to act sissy to be sure he wouldn't **** again and put people in danger. He thought for a long while about if he was willing to sacrifice his masculinity to save people.

Sadly, the answer was yes, so he began making changes to his costume. He first started watching a few videos on this topic. A few makeup tutorials and tip videos on how to wear clothes more feminine. He applied those changes for his hero costume. He added purple lipstick, made his pants hug his ass in the right way, and even extended his dreadlocks to make long, flowing hair.

After all those changes, Virgil found himself looking at a very female-looking static shock in his bedroom mirror. He made a few faces at himself and tried a few poses that showed off his ass. "You're looking like a fine bitch," Virgil said to himself in a high-pitched feminine voice. Virgil looked at his reflection, showing his shocked face at what he had just said and how he said it.

Virgil was starting to be very afraid he was losing himself to whatever was going on. He was thinking very hard about quitting this whole thing in the hopes of keeping whatever manhood was left in him. Then he heard an Amber Alert on his phone. He followed the sound to its source and opened up the screen to see what it was about.

It was about his pyromaniac bully going on another pyro rampage. He stood there for a moment wondering what to do. He knew if he went with the rather good-looking cross-dressed static shock, then he would have the courage to do what was needed but would probably destroy what little masculinity he had left. On the other hand, he could just do nothing but that would be letting innocent people die if he did nothing .

So there was only one choice to make, and so he went out. Flying out across the city using electricity, knowing that more than likely there wouldn't be a lot of the man left in Virgil. Duty called, though, and so it was that he left to save the day and make himself a little less of a man in the process.