She had been warned

Paris woke up the next morning with a strange feeling, like her body didn't move like it's supposed to. Getting off the bed, she noticed immediately that she had lost a couple of inches again. She looked at her hand and saw that her skin darkened even more.

"No no no no, that can't be happening again !" She mumbled running to the bathroom and almost fall.

What she saw in the mirror made her heart miss a beat. She was still blonde, but her face was clearly Asian.

"I don't even look like myself anymore..." She said, stating the obvious.

Paris had to admit it, the site must be the reason for her changes. So after a quick clean up, she opened her macbook and looked in her web history to find back the website. She ended up on the same page as before with the warning. So she clicked next and arrived on a long page with names and options.

Chose your favorite trait from each following women taken from the most researched name of your Boyfriend/husband.

Kim Smith
Breast size
Hairdo
Language
Libido

Georgia Star
Class
Facial traits
Intelligence
Language

Chloe Ford
Facial traits
Intelligence
Libido
Style

Akami Isuzu
Breast size
Class
Hairdo
Style

Paris didn't have time for that, she didn't know any name and had to go to class. She decided to do that later, she had until tonight anyway. So she left her bedroom and crossed the path of Kori and Tiffany.

"Hey, girls, slept well ?" She asked like every morning when she was seeing them.

But she immediately got haughty look.

"I think we already told you, you may have got your place in the tetra gamma epsilon thanks to your father. But that doesn't mean you can talk to us like we're friend..." Kori scolded her.

Paris stayed her mouth open as they passed next to her. She wasn't their friend anymore. Why ? Paris noticed they were a little bit harsh to non Caucasian family, but she supposed that it was because they were not as rich as them. But was it actually just basic racism ? The young woman was conflicted between the lost of her friends and the shock of the treatment they gave to her.

On the way to the main building, Paris was daydreaming about her boyfriend, his strong hands going all over her body, grabbing her neck, squeezing her breasts... She then realized where her thought were going and tried to stop getting those pervy ideas... But she still wondered how tall he must be looking now, she was what 5'6-5'7 ? A memory of a taste came back in her mouth, it wasn't like anything she ever tasted before. It didn't really tasted good, but it was an acquired taste and she missed it.

In class, she got the good surprise to find her classmate still smiling and friendly to her. She talked a little bit with them and was quite surprised when one of them said.

"I gave such a great blowjob to my boyfriend yesterday, he started shaking !"

"Ahahah !! Well done !" Said another.

"I would never put a penis in my mouth, it's gross..." Paris commented, which made the other laugh even more.

"Ahahah !! You're so funny !" The first girl said.

"What ?" Paris genuinely asked before the teacher asked them to all sit at their place.

The young woman walked to her seat without an answer and tried to follow the cursus. Which was even more difficult than the day before. She was barely listening while sucking her pen. Her mind imagining all sorts of fantasy every time she was losing focus. She quickly realized how screwed she was at that moment. Because the rare times she managed to actually listen to the teacher, she didn't understand much of what he was saying.

Paris left the class, terrified of what was happening to her. She needed to correct that, fast.