Chapter 1: Introduction
I can't believe I used to walk around in this body. John adjusted his orange yoga pants as he took in Zoe's reflection before him. Her ginger hair was tied up in a messy bun, freckles scattered across her cheeks like a starry sky, and those c-cups hugged tight as hell by her white crop-top. He glanced at his butt and winced. Damn, it was big. But overall? Not too shabby. John made a mental note to thank whoever was responsible for his current transformation.
As he walked down the city street, he couldn't help but notice the difference in attention he now received. Heads turned, eyes widened, and lust-filled gazes trailed after him. For a middle-aged Indian man with a dad bod, this was a whole new experience.
A tall, dark, and handsome Somali man sitting on the sidewalk caught his eye. He looked rough around the edges, but there was something about him that drew John in. He approached him, feeling a thrill of excitement he hadn't experienced in years.
"Excuse me, sir," John said, trying to keep his voice steady. "Would you like to make some easy money?"
The man looked him up and down, eyes stopping at John's chest before meeting his gaze. "What do I gotta do?"
"I live nearby. If you come home with me, I'll give you £1000."
The man raised an eyebrow. "And what do you want me to do?"
John hesitated, then whispered, "I want you to have sex with me."
The man grinned, revealing a set of crooked teeth. "Deal."
As they walked back to John's place, he couldn't help but feel nervous. He had never been with a man before, let alone a black man with a huge penis and balls. But he was determined to see this through.
John couldn't explain why this strange, magical transformation had awakened this new desire within him, but he was curious to explore it. And who better to explore it with than this mysterious Somali man?
As they approached John's apartment, the man spoke up. "Hey, you got a name?"
"John. What about you?"
"Ali."
John unlocked the door and led Ali inside, where he promptly sat him down on the couch. "Can I get you anything to drink? Water, soda, juice?"
Ali shook his head.
"I didn't come here to drink." He stood up and walked over to John, towering over him. Before John could react, Ali pushed him down to his knees.
John felt a rush of adrenaline as he looked up at Ali's crotch. He could see the outline of Ali's huge black penis and balls through his dirty jeans.
"Suck it," Ali demanded, unzipping his pants and pulling out his cock.
John hesitated for a moment, but then he leaned forward and took the tip of Ali's penis into his mouth. He felt a strange mix of disgust and excitement as he started to suck.
Ali groaned in pleasure and grabbed the back of John's head, pushing him down further onto his cock.
John's mind was racing as he felt his own arousal growing. He couldn't believe he was doing this, but he couldn't stop either.