The great east shift (race change) Maria

Maria had made some bad decisions in her life, which led her selling her body on the street. She was stuck in that life, unable to leave because no one would hire an ex-hooker, and most of all, because her pimp would not allow her to.

And one night, between two clients, she felt a vertigo that almost made her fall. When it was over, she felt different. No, she was different. Bigger breasts, paler skin. A quick rush in the restroom of the hotel made her realize that she was now an Asian woman. Beyond her disbelief, she saw an opportunity. Freedom.

Maria run away, her pimp would never find her with her new appearance. She may have no identity, but she had all the money she earned that night, and she would work on the way for the rest.

Using the chaos made by the great east shift, she made herself a new identity and started anew as a waitress. There she met Hiro, the nicest guy she ever met and also a really shy person. She was the one who made the first step and asked for a date.

To her surprise, she discovered that he was still a virgin when she brought him home.

"You never, ever...?"

"No, I'm sorry..."

"Don't... Don't be... Come with me."

Maria led him to the bathroom and started a bath.

"Let's wash each other's to know our bodies. Ok?"

He nodded and she took off her clothes. He was really nervous, so she helped him, calmly and with attention, to undress. It felt so refreshing to see him blush at her naked body. Taking him by the hand, they entered the tub, and she put his hands on her breasts. He slowly massaged them, his attention focused on her globes of flesh.

Maria avoided touching his cock at first, to not distract him from his exploration of her body. Which wasn't easy, somehow, since the great shift, she was hornier than ever and his exploring hands were giving her incredible sensations. His touch was gentle and soft, a first for her. It made her want to kiss him, and she brought her lips against his.

They continued to explore each other's skin in the bedroom, his hands and lips moving slightly closer to her crotch as time passed. She helped him with advices on how to touch a woman, and he followed them religiously. He moved his fingers on her sides, slowly brushing the skin, while he kissed her belly. His hands seized her tights, and he moved his head toward her crotch, not forgetting her navel. Each time his lips sent jolts of pleasure in her oversensitive body. It was a fight for Maria not to jump on him to fuck him, she didn't want to ruin the moment. His mouth moved to the side, taking care of the inside of her thighs, while his fingers went to the back of her knees. Maria moaned and brushed his hair, before pulling them slightly to make him understand that he had to move back up. He arrived his face in front of hers, her chest pressing against his, and his cock hard and ready to enter. Maria grabbed his ass and pushed him in. They made love, not fuck, that night.

Maria the hooker was far behind, in another life, another time, Maria the waitress entered the stage of life and enjoyed the new opportunities she had.