Sex with Ms. K?

You're in shock as you gaze down at yourself, unable to get over the fact that you've changed into a woman.

Ms. K laughs softly, giving you a flirtatious wink.

"Aren't you glad, John? You're finally worth having sex with."

There's a bit of heat in her voice that she'd never had while talking to you as a man, and you look up at her to see the shapely black woman disrobing casually.

You can't help but staring...Ms. K has been the object of many of your fantasies since you were a teenager, and her body is every bit as attractive and oozing sex appeal as it was back then.

You feel yourself growing wet as Ms. K, now nude, approaches you in a clearly seductive fashion. The lust in her eyes as she looks at you is almost worth being turned into a woman for; she'd never have given you that expression before.

Thoughts of entangling your body with Ms. K and pleasuring each other fill your head, and you don't even need the urging of the **** tattoos around your neck to obey as Ms. K orders you.

"Get onto the couch and wait for me."

You climb onto the couch, waiting with your fresh, new pussy dripping wet in anticipation.

Heather and Veronica seem amused for some reason, giggling to each other as Ms. K briefly leaves the room.

A short time later, the black woman returns, her purpose for leaving strapped about her waist. It's an enormous black strap-on dildo, clearly intended to mirror the size of the men from the Mandingo Society.

You find your body unable to move as she swaggers closer to the couch, the huge fake cock swinging about threateningly. Suddenly the lust Ms. K was aiming in your direction is a lot less flattering and a lot more terrifying; she's clearly seeing you as a piece of meat, a hot curvy white girl with a brand new pussy for her to break in.