Neighborhood affairs-Extracurricular experimentation

You pull up in your driveway in the early afternoon. You walk out to check the mailbox that's when you notice Kendra Streef your curvaceous black neighbor, out for a jog, in silver sports bra and spandex shorts. She notices you and jogs up.

"Hi Wendy." Kendra says jogging in place a few feet from you. "Haven't seen you in awhile, was wondering if you'd like to come to the next neighborhood swingers party? Something me and some of the gals started after some high school girls started selling us a new line of make-up. Evil-Glam it'll do wonders."

"What does your husband say about all this?" You query.

" He's just another cock in a sea of cocks as far as I'm concerned." Kendra said ceasing to jog in place. "You gotta try this Evil-Glam you'll feel so young, sexy and vibrant."

You step in close to Kendra. "What if I told you I work for the company that produces Evil-Glam?"

Kendra slides her body up against yours. "I think that means you're somebody that I'd like to get to know better?"

You massage one of Kendra's large mammaries through her sports bra leaning in for a sensual kiss. A string of spittle connects your mouths as you pull away, you sweep it away. "I think we should go inside."

Kendra replied. "I'm not jogging around the neighborhood in this outfit for nothing."

As you unlock the front door you tell Kendra. "I have a huge collection of Evil-Glam makeup and bath products."

Kendra exclaims. "Bath products I didn't even know they made bath products!"

You go into the kitchen and have Kendra sit back wards in a kitchen chair. You then run to get the massage oil you've seen in the Evil-Glam basket. By the time you return she's already taken off her sports bra. You lather her back and shoulders reaching around to cup her breasts and pinch her nipples. You whisper in her ear. "Let me do your makeup."

"Evil-Glam me up." says Kendra.

You've already decided on test-subject magenta for the lipstick. You select some foundation and eye-shadow that compliment the lipstick. Your application is smooth and seamless.

"Kendra there's something else I'd like you to try." You say tentatively.

"Anything you want Wendy." Kendra affirms.

"Call me Ms. Wershaw." You instruct.

"yes Ms Wershaw." Comes the answer.

You lead her to where your crystal based life **** collector stores the energy you gathered from the Evil-Glam party you had held.

Kendra is enchanted by the darkness swirling within.

"I want to connect you to this contraption Kendra." You inform her.

"As you wish, Ms. Wershaw." Kendra defers.

Checking your notes and the old manual you found in the company repository. You take to thick lead wires extending them toward Kendra. When they're just under an inch from her skin you see a current of shadow laced with sparkles connect to Kendra. Instantly you pull back the cables and watch Kendra crumple.

You think your glad you didn't try it on anyone that mattered, like yourself.

Kendra's body begins to twitch. Her already impressive cleavage seems to swell, her nails lengthen and get a bit of a claw like curve. The hair on her head lengthens. Her bottom gets rounder and more plump though you can tell there's some muscle there, straining the spandex shorts. Timing the transformation on your watch you notice it takes between two and three minutes.

Then Kendra stands up.

Looking her over, you ask. "How do you feel?"

"I'm not quite sure actually I want to say evil. Like I could take an army of dick, at the same time I also feel anger, jealousy, hatred, greed, and rage."

"And how does this feel?" You ask tracing her pussy lips through the spandex.

Kendra's knees bend a little and she sucks in air. "I feel extremely sensitive." acknowledges Kendra.

"Mmm yes." You say feeling the muscles of her arms and legs.

You inspect her teeth and have her open and say "aah" before you are content.

You step back and regard her standing there topless, in her straining exercise shorts.

"You have been a good test subject." You compliment her.

Kendra blushes slightly and says "I aim to please."

"And please you will." You say pulling her into another passionate kiss, once again running your hands over her sensual curves. "Strip."

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