Episode: All Mine!

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Episode: All Mine!

‘’Are my boobs too small?’’

Imani said to her reflection while feeling her breasts.

‘’It has to be, why else would Keenan have dumped me?!´´

Or maybe I’m just not thick enough or skinny enough or maybe he just wanted some stupid rich white girl. No no no Keenan would never put his cock (oh yes that mighty thick black cock) in such a skinny snow white pussy.“

Why did this happen to me? I mean I thought I did everything right as a girlfriend I act nice, I dress nice, I smell nice, and let’s be honest I look hella fine, I’m a bombshell inside and outside. ’‘But I guess that’s just not good enough for him to stay with me.” Imani thought about her times with Keenan he was such a sweet guy and a beast in bed he knew how to use that thick cock of his simply said, being a real man.

“That cock… oh God that fucking cock is all mine… not anybody else all of Keenan belongs to me only me!”

Imani began to feel hot a feeling of sexual arousal flowed through her veins. “I need to be with Keenan forever just one way or another!”

“Is that your greatest desire human?’'

Imani looked shocked behind her to see who just said that but she saw nobody. ’'Great looks like my own libido has made me insane”’, Imani said to herself.

“Okay, I’m not insane! Who are you and where are you?! Show yourself!”

“Can’t do that human you see I’m a spirit and now and then a will grant a wish to a human who desperately wants something. And you human your cries could be heard far past the mortal realm.”

“So you can give me everything I want ?” Imani said.

“Yes, but only one wish.” The spirit replied.

“So do you want me to grant you your biggest desire to own that human called Keenan to have that as you stated: ’'that mighty thick black cock” all for yourself. Do you accept this wish?“

Imani remained silent for a few seconds it’s just all so crazy a spirit granting wishes was this all even real… it could not be, maybe I’m dreaming? Nah I never have such crazy dreams, not even in my sexual dreams. Maybe my intense emotions were playing with me… but if that’s the case I have nothing to lose right? ’'Yeah good thicking”, Imani she said to herself.

Imani looked at herself in the mirror with a smile and said, “yes spirit I accept the wish!” The spirit began to laugh, “as you wish human as you wish”.

And then everything went dark.

…

Uhh, what happened to me? Why do I feel so sore?

“Come babe don’t let me down now we’re almost cumming, oh fuck yeah! You know how sensitive my nipples are.”

Babe? Cumming? Nipples? What’s going on?! Imani opened her eyes seeing a muscled man on top of her.

He was getting his nipples massaged with a hand but not his own. Wait, is this my hand?

“What the hell happened to my fucking hand?!” A booming baritone voice shot the words out Imani grunted as she felt something incredibly intense building up and reaching a climatic maximum. Imani lets out a deep, virile moan as he experiences her strongest orgasm ever. The man on top began to orgasm as well.

“That was nice wasn’t it”, the man said to Imani as he moved next to her and soon he fell asleep.

Imani still tired of there lovemaking looked down at herself.

“What the hell happened to me!” A booming baritone voice came out of her mouth again. The guy next to her slept trough-like as nothing happened. Imani’s breasts were replaced by beefy pecs, her once skinny arms were now packed with muscles and tattoos.

“I’m a freakin man!”

But that means… she moved the sheets that covered her lower body and saw her new, big black dick still erected and soaked in cum. She recognized it… “it’s Keenan’s cock!” She said with the voice of Keenan. ´´I’m Keenan!´´

´´Uhm yeah I know Bro, you okay?''

''You know, let's take a sec to rest'' The stranger said to her before falling asleep next to her.

Imani begins stroking her new manhood. Conflicting sensations went through her mind. This whole situation was a nightmare, she didn’t want to be a freaking man! On the other hand, though, the feeling of her new, big dick stirring was intoxicatingly pleasant.

Imani looked at the man sleeping next to her. The one she just a few minutes ago just cumed into. I still can’t believe Keenan is gay! All this dick and still gay how? Ugh what a waste, she thought inside herself. Now I know why he dumped me not because I was not skinny, sexy, or white enough but I simply was too much woman for him yeesh.

Imani stumbled out of bed into Kaneen’s well her/his apartment, an angry and confused expression plastered on his/her new manly, bearded face as she/he looked in the mirror. But to her… it’s well, wrong!

Grotesque even! Her name IS Imani, dammit, and she IS a straight girl! She doesn’t want to be a bulky, black gay man! Since when is Keenan gay? And doesn’t this clearly mean that he never even liked her, the REAL her? Her crying intensifies. She felt so defiled, humiliated, and betrayed!

Imani looked back into the mirror looking at Keenan’s naked glory, her naked glory. In the end, she got her wish granted she wanted to be with Keenan and have his mighty cock all for herself and now she literally owns the whole package.

“Yeah maybe this is not so bad as I thought”, she said as she stroked his goatee.

“Yo Imani you’re the best girlfriend in the world but yeah I like dick so that’s it,” Imani said to Kaneen’s reflection saying that with Kaneen’s deep manly voice just made her cock hard again!

“Jesus such stamina big boy”!

It felt good to let that out. Imani felt adrenaline rushing through her like never before. She felt much better closing that part of her life off but now what? Imani still had to get used to this manly voice… It sorta fit the emotions she was feeling now, made her feel strong, commanding, even a bit intimidating! She never felt this way before. Maybe that wasn’t just adrenaline, Imani reasoned, maybe it’s her…well, Keenan’s testosterone…flowing through him…well, through her. Her? Him? So confusing. Technically, the body is a “him” and I owned it now. “This was HIS body, HIS name, HIS life.

I’m Keenan, I’m a big, tall black gay dude and I have a huge veiny cock!!” He marvels at its sight.

“This is mine! My penis… My big black dick!! Oohh yes… I… Ok, fuck it, I’m a man, I… my name is Keenan no more Imani … Oh god yess!!” He turns back to face the tall mirror, cock in hand. At the sight of himself, he immediately starts pumping hard on his rock hard shaft, grunting horny as testosterone flooded his brain. With each pump, the new Keenan pushed more and more of his former identity as a straight black woman out.

I tried to put some underwear on when I got grabbed from behind.

“You don’t need those babe”.

“Looks who finally got up, ready for round 2”, I said with a grin on my face.

‘‘You already know the answer don’t ya.’‘

‘‘Yeah, I do’‘, I pulled him up and carried him with my strong arms to the bed. Our sweaty muscle bodies lay on top of each other as we began making out (again).

‘‘Oh yeah, that’s the spirit, Keenan!’‘

He said as he begins to moan as I slowly put my mighty cock inside him.

‘‘Yeah, the spirit indeed’‘, I said hahaha, ‘‘the spirit indeed!’‘