Maria N' Toi Net

(Well never mind turns out this chapter came a bit easier than I thought. Enjoy.)

Maria walked down the sidewalk of her neighborhood as swiftly as she could, she was in baggy sweatpants and a tiny tight grey tank top but at the moment she didn't care about stepping on the legs of her pants and tripping or the fact her cleavage was really pronounced in her top she generally only wore at home. Every once in awhile she nervously glanced at her phone. Maria debated tossing it away, running and hoping whoever this was would never find her but deep down she knew the moment that happened she would end up like her mother.

Her mother...Maria shuddered. They hadn't been getting along lately and to be honest she felt like her mother was getting a bit annoying and dramatic in recent days but nobody deserved what had happened. She joined this stupid group in hopes they would have already found this creep and gotten rid of them. She rolls her eyes, "them" as if it was a question of if this person was a man. It had horny virgin written all over it. Still, it seemed like her messaging around gained attention and it was time to check in with the others. Maybe they could help with this creepy cursed phone. Was it hacked? Magic? The world didn't make sense anymore. She just groaned and slowly glanced back at the vibrating phone. It was a new message from an unknown source.

Hey Miss Perfect. I watched you every day at school saunter around like you owned the place, not even giving the average person the time of day. Hell you are notorious for asking for favors or pawning off tasks to others but never helping anyone else in return. At the end of the day you are just another self absorbed narcissist who can't even take some time out of her life to help her struggling doting mother. You're spoiled. It's about time you make up for the person you have been. First let's get you into something a bit more comfortable, from now on you only wear clothes that show you off. And secondly from now on you'll start your journey of paying the world back. Consider this me being merciful. Step out of line and I will really spend the time to figure out how to fully change you and the others. And Maria...your little group ever finds out who I am...if you text me and warn me I will spare you their fate.

Maria shuddered and suddenly she felt the wind on her legs. Looking down she realized that in that instant her clothes had shifted. She had a fabric collar, a mostly sheer black corseted top that really bared her breasts out for all to admire, black arm sleeves around her forearms and wrists, long black thigh high socks, heels and a very short black skirt that barely covered her rear. If any wind picked up or if she bent over at all without holding her skirt down she would no doubt be flashing someone.

But is that really so bad? I've been a bitch to people for so long maybe letting them admire my hot body dressed like this is a good way to make it up to them?

She knew those thoughts were from the stranger, influencing her. But honestly if she was going to be compelled to give back to those around her, flashing her butt here and there wasn't the worst thing that she could end up being compelled to do. All she had to do was make it to the group and try to get this asshole so her life could get back to normal. Her thighs were thick but not from being athletic, they hurt already and it was one hell of a walk.

"Maria? You going to a party or something?" A familiar voice calls out. She tries to not roll her eyes while she turns and flashes Jayce a smile. He was the classic Quarterback and a popular guy as well in her college. Only problem was this guy never stopped trying to get the stars to align to hook up with her. She got icky vibes from him and although he was cute, popular and apparently hung like a horse she didn't like a guy who tried so hard.

God has he put so much effort in though...and I've just always blown him off and been cold.

Maria bent down to look through the window of the car, hands behind her back and chest out so he got a great view of her new top and everything it showed off. She was one busty thin girl, she knew how much she was showing. "OH hi Jayce! You look so good today! No just going to see some friends! How about you?"

Jayce grinned at her compliment and his eyes roamed her body, fixated on her cleavage. Man he loved her new look and the angle she gave him. She should get closer, let him really see them up close. Maria playfully skipped to the side of the car making sure she toyed with the limit of her top, risking her breasts bouncing free with each skip. She then leaned the same way but pretended to be looking down the street so the window was just her chest. "You going further into town, huh?"

Jayce was trying not to drool but his eyes were lost at this point. That's it baby. This is for all the teasing I've done to you instead of being honest and letting you down easy! She giggled and finally peaked her head in. Jayce cleared his throat, "Oh...yeah. Meeting some friends. You want a ride?" Maria's initial instinct normally would be to close her eyes to hide her eye roll before faking a smile, however this time the smile didn't need to be faked as she locked eyes with him for the first time since the conversation started. She noticed his tent in his shorts and blushed, the rumors weren't kidding about this man's size. Maria had never been with a black guy before, she didn't really think of herself as racist...she just didn't find them attractive. Until now anyway. Why did I have such a hang up on that? So weird. As long as a guy is hot and interesting why should I care?

Nodding she slipped into the car, well aware of her skirt hiking up and revealing more leg. They drove in silence for a bit before she felt it. The compulsion to pay him back. To give him what he deserves. It was just an apology but she couldn't apologize! Then he might get the wrong impression! He might hit on her again! She squirmed and bit her lip feeling this apology inside of her trying to break free. She couldn't trust her words just nodding or making agreeable sounds to small talk. Finally she felt faint and realized she was holding her breath and as she gasps for air it bursts out, "Jayce! I'm so sorry if I ever came off as a bitch. You're really hot and I dunno I was a bit or a racist bitch afraid of what it'd be like to be with someone like you. I should at least have told you I wasn't interested instead of leading you on." Her eyes widened, she couldn't stop herself. Her hand found his crotch as he drove and before she could stop herself she heard herself speaking, "But I'm not that woman anymore and I want to say thank you for giving me a ride after everything."

Maria couldn't argue with the logic. He definitely deserved a blowjob. So pulling out his cock she gasped at his incredible size running up the middle of the steering wheel. Moving her seatbelt she leaned down, looked him in the eyes one last time and slid him slowly into her mouth. In moments all the sound in the car was her wet sloshing, her gurgles and slight chokes as she pushes herself too far. Each moan he made was like electricity to her body and she just became more eager and enthusiastic. Drool ran down her chin as she ran her thick plump angel lips across his ebony shaft. It felt endless. For a woman moments ago trying to convince herself her lack of interest wasn't specifically a race thing, she now was realizing she might have a preference.

After long moments of her sucking big black cock in the car as Jayce drove one hand on the wheel one hand on her ass he finally spoke, "You never told me where you were going..."

Smmooop! "Oh haha! You're so right. Just drive around. I have a lot of attention I need to give you." Maria answered huskily.

Jayce shrugged with the biggest grin he's ever had on his face, giving her once long glance as she continued before putting his eyes back on the road and enjoying the girl he always had the hots for worshiping him. Fuck if she kept this up he'd drive out of state for this babe!