A little less conversation

"Zach was talking about marrying his girlfriend, you remember her?" Jacob took a sip of Coke. His mother had wanted a full status report on everything going on with everyone he knew at college. That habit, at least, hadn't changed. His sister had vanished off to somewhere else after helping bring in some of his luggage. The only question she had stayed to hear was if he had found someone.

The answer was, outside of a handsy woman here and there, no.

"Rebecca, right? I thought they were on the verge of breaking up?" She asked curiously, stirring some sugar into her coffee. Though her voice had become notably more husky she hadn't seemed to have developed a noticable accent.

"Yeah, but then she... well," He gestured vaguely to her.

She rolled her eyes at this, "Ebonized, baby, she was ebonized. It's not hard to say."

"No, it's not hard to say, it's just... is there really no better term?" Jacob couldn't really explain why he had a problem with the word it just annoyed him for some inexplicable reason.

"If there is, the nobody's mentioned it to me." Setting the spoon down, she brought the coffee to her lips and took a sip, "by the way, did you see that conference?"

"With the scientist? Yeah." Doctor Joseph Lombardi had been expert in genetics and was brought in to lead a team to explain the phenomenon of ebonization. At the start he'd been the image of composed science man here to save the day.

When next he'd shown up to announce his findings at a press conference, he was very obviously plastered, and when asked what the cause was, had thrown up his hands and said "it was fuckin magic" before crying into the bosom of his busty black assistant who had to take over for him at that point, answering questions from reporters while awkwardly rubbing reassuring circles in Lombardi's back.

"What'd you make of it?"

Jacob sat back and let out a puff of air and stared up at the ceiling. "A lot of the mechanics stuff went over my head, but they said there shouldn't be any lingering health problems. Which is weird when you consider the radical changes ebonization causes, but that's all I really cared to hear about."

Jacob look at his mother, "What about you? How are you handling... it all? Waking up in a different body?"

She smiled at him, "Like I told you before: I'm okay with it."

And she was. Which, again, given the radical changes her body underwent was weird. Maybe he shouldn't question that whatever **** was power enough to inflict such a change on such a scale was benevolent enough to also not inflict a commensurate level of body dysmorphia.

"Anyways I-", Jacob suddenly yawned, "I'm sorry, mom, the drive left me exhausted."

She smiled brightly, "Oh it's no problem baby, you go right on up to bed. We can finish talking later!" Yawning again, he nodded and Trudged upstairs, his head hit the pillow of his old bed and he was out like a light.

Then he was suddenly awake, body sluggish but suddenly assaulted with pleasure, looking bleary eyed around he noticed movement in the dark.

Namely the head of his sister (?) laying on his legs bobbing her head up and down and his dick. fumbling with his bed side lamp on confirmed that it was indeed his sister doing a damn impressive job throating his dick.

"Lauren, what are you dooo-hng-ing?"

She looked up and locked eyes with him, raised a finger in a "just-a-sec" manner and swept down his dick, lodging it firmly in her throat. She didn't gag or anything and instead started humming and swallowing, trying her very hardest to get him to nut in directly into her stomach.

"Oh, fuck!" Which he then proceed to do.

She didn't move, sputter or react with shock at all, she just sat there and swallowed until he stopped pumping.

After what seemed like hours, she pulled back on his cock, leaving it shining with saliva, before finally letting off his head with a lewd *pop*.

She opened her mouth to show that she indeed swallowed every drop, before grabbing his dick and stroking it. "Geez, bro chu were backed up ain't chu. An' why you ain't tell me you got a dick like dis?" She stroked his thick, 9 inch cock lovingly for emphasis.

"Beucase it wasn't relevant until now?" Jacob replied confusedly. Also, the fact that he was pretty sure he'd gone to bed with only 6 inches. Also, his sister had just blown him shouldn't he be freaked out by this?

"Well, it's relevant bro, an ah want more!"

That woke him up a bit, "more?"

"Uh-huh!" She stood up, showing off that she was naked and spread her lips for him, "Ma pussy's on fire! Ah promise yuh it's nice and tight!"

Well that's a pretty convincing argument.