The Cruise

Poor Adam – All he wanted was to join his best friend on vacation. It’d been a rough year for both Adam and his best friend Rick, and it just devastated Adam that he was unable to join in on the ten-day family cruise. 

As fate would have it, a genie passing by was able to tune in on Adam’s hurt…

*knock knock*

“Who the hell…” Adam wondered who might be at his door this late.

At the door to Adam’s apartment stood a brown-skinned, older gentleman dressed in a white robe. The man stood short in comparison to the well-built Adam. Adam was quite the charmer and his good looks brought with it many benefits. Adam was white, stood at six-foot-tall, and sported a classic jock crew cut. 

“Uhh, can I help you dude?” 

The genie introduced himself. “Yessa, you need wishes for you,” he advised Adam in some broken English. 

The genie’s presence was beginning to affect Adam in some kind of way… his mental capacity, as evident from the light-headed feeling that had his inhibitions feeling lowered now.

“C-Come in,” Adam found himself offering.

“So, what is it you need my friend?” The genie offered. “I will grant you one wish.”

Feeling all sorts of funny, Adam spout out the first thing that came to mind:

“Alright, you say you’re a genie, okay fine, I wish I was on Rick’s cruise with him!” 

Adam immediately crossed his arms and smirked. “Let’s see you make that happen, genie!” 

*snap*

Instantly Adam was inside a small cabin. Looking out the small circular window, Adam saw the ocean! 

“I’m- I’m here?!” Adam was in shock!

The genie, still also present, smirked now. “Yes, your friend Rick’s cruise ship.” 

Adam took a pause to gather his thoughts then began thanking the genie for everything. 

“Thank you so much!” Adam headed right for the doorway. 

“Ah ah!” The genie cut in…

Simultaneous, Adam froze in place, unable to complete his path to the door. “What the…?”

The genie went on… “I will blend you in. You cannot look the same,” again he spoke in hard-to-understand English.

Adam then asked, “What do you mean?” 

The genie snapped his fingers once more…

Adam felt a certain, rather unpleasant feeling in the pit of his stomach. Still unable to move, he felt a rush of dizziness that led to a reduction of height being observed. Adam saw the floor get closer. “Woah, what….”

The genie cut in with more broken English… “You be a ship crew now and you will blend in.”

There was a mirror on the wall and Adam looked into it. What he saw scared him: A subtle darkening of his skin was taking place, although it looked like a strong tan only. Additionally, there was a pitch-back peach fuzz that developed on his upper lip. Adam had use of his hands and he touched it now. “What’s happening to me?!”

Adam looked to the genie for answers but he’d vanished. “Hey, come back!” 

“Hello?!” Adam was still frozen in place in front of the mirror.

Another wave of instability struck and Adam closed his eyes to attempt calming himself. “One… Two… Three… this is just a dream… wake up Adam…” 

… 

“NO! No No No!” Adam opened his eyes to see more changes…

Not only was he reduced to a measly five-foot-tall but the darkening of his skin was getting worse. “I look… I look foreign.” 

Adam’s clothes were getting loose now and the second his pants began to slip down he felt a particular kind of hair growing in and around his crotch area. He keeled over as the weight that held him in place subsided, although he was too weak to run.

“Somebody… heeeLLpp!” Adam’s voice cracked and settled a few octaves higher, certainly not the voice he was used to. Adam rushed to take hold of his dick. Once a generous eight inches, he felt it shrink inside his hand. Gone was his light brown bush and in its place was more black hair, not nearly as dense.

By the time Adam stood up he didn’t recognize himself. Unfortunately, none of his old clothes fit him. As he stood naked, it dawned on him that Rick would not recognize him anymore.

“I have to fix this… what should I do?” 

At that, footsteps outside the door had Adam quickly covering his privates with his hands. In moments the door swung open with two women walking in. These two women looked the same ethnicity as the ‘new’ Adam and it surprised him that they weren’t offended at his current state of undress.

“Hector, there you are. You are behind on your rounds, hurry now!” 

Adam, or rather Hector now, stood idle with no clue what these women were talking about. One of the women tossed a bunch of keys and a towel his way. “Get dressed!” 

* * *

Adam hurried to another part of the cruise ship as to gain privacy, to evaluate the situation. In less time than he thought he came across the jam-packed eatery. Dressed in full crew uniform, Adam scoped out the room. As fate would have it, Rick was spotted, right along with some other young people he must have met during the cruise. 

“I can’t just go over there, but I need help.” Adam pretended to clean the area close to Rick. 

“Ugh!! What should I do?” Adam paced the pathways of the room. When his back was turned, he heard the sound of Rick’s voice from behind…

“Yo, can we get some napkins?” Rick shouted, lacking manners. 

Heat seemed to radiate off Adam’s face, sparked by pure embarrassment and humiliation. “Sure.”

When Adam returned with the napkins, he looked into Rick’s eyes briefly… almost too long… 

“Dude what the fuck. C ya?” Rick criticized. 

Adam was on the brink of spilling the whole story of what’d happened to him but just as he was about to open his mouth a bright flash from within his mind distracted him. When he came-to Adam completely lost his train of thought. Not only that, nearly half of Adam’s English vocabulary seemed distant, void. 

Adam’s only choice was to run. He ran to the back of the ship where another small group of cleaning boys were huddling around a bench. They called him over and from that point forward Hector lived a cruise ship life.