Trisha's Transformation 
copyright 2002 by Stormbringer 
Revised 2009


Authors Note: This story stands alone, but contains characters
from another story of mine, "The Fiancé And The Fitness
Instructor". Inspiration for this story came from another called
"Interface: Kimmie's Conversion" by Loadjunkie, which may be
found at www.eroticstories.com


"All you have to do is wear this every night for a three months,"
said Dr. Conger.

Trisha reached out and took the device. It was pretty simple, a
small headband with electrodes attached. "You really think this
will work?"

"In theory. As you know it's experimental. It should bombard your
subconscious mind with images of working out and eating right. We
recorded the images from a woman just like you who used to be
overweight, but became somewhat fanatical about working out.
Having these images bombard your brain every night for a month
should make working out become a habit. I hope to see results
within days of your wearing it."

A “before” picture of the woman sat on the doctor's desk. She had
been even fatter then Trish was now. Her new picture showed her
in a scandalously small bikini and Trisha had trouble believing
it was the same woman. "All I have to do is wear this while I
sleep and you will pay me $1000?" The doctor smiled and nodded.
Trisha really had nothing to lose, even if it didn't work she'd
get the money, she and her husband were struggling their way
through college.

Trisha had found the doctor's ad in a local magazine in a
strategically placed spot in her apartment. She was sure George
had left it out for her to find. Trisha was about 50 pounds
heavier now then when she had started college her freshman year
when she had met and married George. Her fit, young body was
gone, probably forever as she hated exercising and loved food.

Trisha was very aware that her husband was no longer sexually
attracted to her. They had known each other four years, been
married three, and gone from sex four times a week to hardly
ever. True, they were both always tired between classes and work,
but she was sure it was because of her weight problem more then
anything.

Trisha returned to her classes and went to work at the diner
where she waited tables and her husband worked the grill. She got
off before George and she went home, changing into bulky sweats.
Her big rear and saggy breasts jiggled as she walked to the
bedroom with the headband in her hand. She put it on, finding it
barely noticeable and went to sleep.

************

Michelle put the headband on and let her hair fall over it so
that it wasn't noticeable. Tyrone had called her into his office
and she was disappointed to see the two doctors there, assuming
the giant black man had wanted a blow job or a piece of her ass,
she hadn't expected to see he had company.

Tyrone stood. "These men wanted a girl with a positive workout
ethic, who exercises her entire body and eats right. I
immediately thought of my favorite student." Michelle examined
the headband as Tyrone continued. "It records your biorhythms or
something."

Dr Conger said, "If it works, it will record your workout ethic
and we hope to impart your love of exercise to others to help
them lose weight. It takes a while to warm up so you need to wear
it from the moment you arrive to the moment you leave the gym.
Plus, it's experimental and a prototype so we need you to keep it
locked up when you're not here. Mr. Douglas tells us you are here
about three times a week and we need you to wear it every time
for a month. Plus, be sure you only eat healthy food when wearing
it."

Michelle thought of all the things she could do with the thousand
dollars. She could buy some new lingerie to wear for Tyrone. She
might even get them a motel room so they could fuck in a bed for
a change. Her husband wouldn't even have to know about the extra
money. "I'd be glad to help." She smiled at the doctor and winked
at Tyrone.

Michelle went about her exercises wearing the special headband
instead of her usual sweatband along with a skimpy workout
outfit. She did some weight training, rode the exercise bike, and
that was only her warm up. Tyrone was busy so she ended up
teaching his combination workout/boxing class. She smirked at the
disappointed look on many of the women's faces. Tyrone was
fucking many of them and the rest enjoyed staring at the muscular
black man while he worked out. Michelle was his favorite and if
he was busy, he would probably be grabbing her to service him as
she was usually one of the last to leave his gym. She was right.

Michelle kneeled between Tyrone's legs lovingly licking around
his cock head. Tyrone had a huge foot long cock, the biggest,
fattest pussy pleaser she had ever experienced. She loved her
husband, but she was a slave to Tyrone's big black cock. There
was nothing she liked better then kneeling before him with his
huge black cock filling her mouth with several wads of sperm.

********************

Trisha woke up feeling very horny. The dream was rapidly fading,
but it must have been pretty hot. Her vagina was soaked and her
nipples were so hard they scraped against her sweatshirt. George
was already gone to his early class or she might have tried to
initiate sex. She sighed and got up to start her monotonous day.

Three days later, Trisha returned from working out. It was
actually becoming bearable and she had lost three pounds. She
wasn't sure if it was the headband, but she did seem to have a
greater desire to workout. She had even started eating a salad
for lunch every day instead of pizza or a cheeseburger. She had
also been horny every day.

Trisha showered and walked into the bedroom wrapped in a towel,
where her husband was studying in bed. Trisha was feeling
unusually comfortable with her body and made to drop the towel.
She was hurt when her husband reached to turn the light off
before she was naked. He didn't want to see her ugly body.

Trisha climbed in bed and hoping for some satisfaction, she
reached down under the covers and grabbed his penis. She tugged
on it, but it only remained semi hard. She just didn’t turn him
on anymore and it hurt her deeply. Trisha had an idea, something
she wanted to try. She crawled under the covers and took her
husband's penis in her mouth. It turned hard instantly and George
jumped in surprise.

George's entire penis easily fit in her mouth, the tip just
pushing into her throat. George didn't last long and Trisha found
it unrewarding. His ejaculate wasn't even enough to wet her
appetite. She found herself using her lips to tightly squeeze the
base of his penis and sucking upwards to get every last drop.

Trisha was surprised with herself, she hadn't planned on
swallowing his semen. It had just come natural to her. She jumped
up to go brush her teeth and wash her mouth out, though it hadn't
really tasted all that bad.

"Thanks hon," said George, when she came back. "That was
wonderful. I've always wanted a blow job."

"I've been really horny since working out." Trisha crawled in bed
beside him and started caressing his penis again. Odd, but it
stayed limp, like he needed longer to recharge. Trisha didn't
know what she was thinking, but she had expected him to be ready
to go again. She sighed when he kissed her on the cheek and
rolled over.

A few days later. "You're wearing that to the game!" George
couldn't believe his wife would wear something so unflattering.
It was now a week since she started exercising and she had lost
ten pounds. Trish had even started dieting.

"Sure why?" She was wearing a short shirt that showed off her
bare midriff. Her big belly hung down over her belt. She was also
wearing shorts for the first time in years and her pudgy legs
jiggled as she walked. She was becoming more comfortable with her
body, though her body was still overweight.

"Nothing," said George.

Trish and George walked the short distance to the stadium and sat
in the bleachers. Trish stared at the football players. Most were
black men, the sunlight glistening off their muscular bodies.

She sat next to the quarterback in one class. He was a dumb lout,
here on a sports scholarship. Trisha found him arrogant and
obnoxious, but there was something beautiful about the way he
moved on the field, something animalistic, powerful, sexy even...

"You starting to enjoy football?" asked George that night when
they got in bed.

"Not really. Why?"

"You were very intent watching the game."

"Oh, I hadn't noticed." Trisha thought about sucking his
cock...she giggled...his penis, but it wasn’t really worth it.
Instead, she kissed him good night and put the headband on.

***********

Michelle covered the headband with a swim cap. She headed out to
the pool watching the men turn to stare at her. She loved showing
off her body since losing the weight. She dove in and swam some
laps before getting out and walking around the pool. She always
wore a white bikini that turned see-thru when it got wet and she
loved how it made her many admirers eyes bulge out.

Feeling limber from the swim, Michelle changed and worked out
some more. She was headed for the showers when Hans motioned her
over to one of the hot tub rooms. She smiled, knowing what he
wanted and followed him in. Michelle entered the room and saw
Hans had already removed his shorts and was sitting on the rim.
His penis was rock hard with anticipation.

Michelle undid her string bikini and let it fall to the floor.
She sighed with pleasure as her big boobs sprang free. She would
walk around naked everywhere if it were legal. Michelle climbed
into the hot tub and kneeled down in the water taking Hans' cock
in her mouth.

Hans had a long, nine inch cock that was skinny, but still
thicker then her husband's. Tyrone had invited Han's and his
buddy Steve to join him the first time the big black man had
fucked Michelle. The three studs did everything possible three
big cocks could do to a woman that night. She loved their big
white cocks, but it was Tyrone's black one that enslaved her.

Michelle was deep throating Hans when a pair of hands grabbed her
hips and pulled her ass up, just before Steve's familiar thick,
eight inch cock entered her pussy from behind.

Later, Michelle was sitting in Steve's lap while Hans pushed his
cock up her ass. Steve asked, "Poor little slut, still not
getting satisfied at home?"

"I love my husband, but he'll never satisfy me. His little wiener
is just too pathetic."

*********

Trisha woke up feeling the now familiar wetness between her legs
and her ass itched. It was now two weeks since she had started
wearing the headband and she had lost twenty-five pounds, half
way there. She got out of bed, looking at how hard her nipples
were. Trisha noticed a little bulge under the covers around
George's crotch and pulled the bedspread back. Her husband had a
morning stiffy. She frowned at how small it looked, just about
six inches, but she wanted a dick in her pussy this minute and
she mounted him, sighing as he easily slid inside her. It felt
good, but she wanted him deeper.

There was also the matter of an itch she felt deep in her ass.
She wished George had two cocks so that she could shove one up
her ass. The itch really needed satisfying and she slid off his
cock, grabbing and pushing it back towards her ass. She winced in
pain as his cock head slid into her ass, lubricated by her
juices. She quickly grew accustomed to it and the pain didn't
last long at all.

"What are you do...oh, so tight," moaned George. "I'm cumming."

Trisha was diddling her clit wishing he had two cocks, bigger
ones to fuck her pussy and ass with. He came too quickly and she
moaned in frustration. George took it as a moan of pleasure and
he beamed at her. Pathetic!

Trisha climbed off him and threw on her now loose sweats to go
jogging. She didn't even bother cleaning up. Her street passed by
a basketball court usually filled with black drop-outs. They
often yelled comments at her as she jogged by like, "Shake that
big booty mama.", so she always crossed the street before
reaching the court. Her head turned to stare at the shirtless
black men as she passed.

Later, she headed over to main street to buy some new clothes
that fit her and shocked herself by buying a bikini. She had
never worn a bikini even when thin, and didn't know where this
sudden desire was coming from. She was still too fat and didn't
look good in it at all, but decided to use it as incentive to
lose more weight. She headed over to the diner to get a salad
before reporting to the doctor in an hour.

Later, at the doctor's office. "Let the top of your robe slip
off," said Dr. Conger. Trisha didn't hesitate and let her
hospital gown fall off. "You’re doing wonderful," said the
doctor. Your breasts are lifting and firming up. You look great.
Anything to report?"

"I'm looking forward to working out now and I actually enjoy
eating right. My habits are changing."

"Wonderful. Anything else to report?"

The doctor had said to tell him anything unusual that was going
on to make sure there weren't any side effects. "Well, to be
honest, I've been very...well, horny lately."

"Oh...that's nothing unusual. People who work out usually have a
higher sex drive, it goes with the exercise as well as the self
confidence they feel.

"I have been feeling more self confident."

"Good. Then it's nothing you're concerned about?"

"No, actually I'm pretty pleased with how things are going. I
should be paying you."

*************

"Talk bitch," growled Tyrone smacking her ass. Michelle was bent
over his desk getting fucked from behind.

"Fuck me Tyrone. Gimme that big black cock. I wish my husband
could fuck like this. Your cock is so big, it makes me cum every
time."

"Fucking slut. You got a body built for black cock."

"I love black cock. I don't even like fucking my husband any
more, his white prick doesn't do anything for me. I'll do
anything you want, my body belongs to you."

"You remember when you said, you can never get enough black
cock?"

"Yes, yes, god yes, getting close baby."

"Well, I got a surprise coming for you next week Michelle."

"Cumming!"
************

"Well, I got a surprise coming for you next week, Trisha."

"Cumming!"

Trisha woke up from the dream, a dumb grin on her face, her body
tingling from the orgasm. Damn, a dream could make her cum, but
George's little worm could never do it. He was so pathetic.

Trisha went jogging. She was still overweight, but her midriff
didn't hang out over her sweats and her ass jiggled now instead
of shaking like an earthquake was hitting.

"Yo yo, how ya doin baby?"

Trisha looked up. She had been trying to remember the dream and
forgotten to cross the street to get away from the blacks. It was
early and there were only two playing a little one on one. She
stopped, breathing heavily, and walked up to the fence. One
whistled at her, checking out her body and she said, "You don't
think I'm too fat?"

"No baby, I like some meat on my women."

"Yeah bro, more cushion for the pushin," said the other. "I'd do
anything for a sexy white woman like you. Why don't you come in
here and let us check you out better?"

"Ok." The blacks grinned and high fived as she walked over to the
gate. They were kids, probably seniors in high school, but then
they should be in school now, so were probably drop outs. Both
were tall, over six feet, wiry, with lean muscular bodies. Both
men had negroid features, big lips, flat nose, were very dark
skinned, and resembled each other enough to be brothers. Both had
shaved heads, but one had a large mustache like an upside down
horseshoe. One wore a tank top, the other had his shirt off.
Their baggy shorts had holes in them and they were covered in
sweat and dirt. They were two of the hottest men she had ever
seen.

"I'm Lee, this is my brother Grant." They circled her like
vultures. "Why'd you come in here?"

"I-I don't know. I just lost a lot of weight and it's been so
long since anyone's paid attention to me."

"Aren't you nervous being with two black men?"

Trisha thought about it. She should have been terrified, but
instead found it exciting. "No."

"You're looking good baby." It was Grant talking now. "I'd sure
like to see more of your body."

"I'd show you more if we weren't out in the open." Trisha
shivered, this was a dream come true. She loved showing off her
body but up to now no one wanted to see it.

"We can go in that alley over there," said Lee.

Two buildings jutted out behind the court creating a little alley
not visible from the road. The alley was filled with trash,
mostly beer cans, fast food wrappers, with the occasional used
condom or needle. The walls were covered with graffiti. "I'll
show you more if you really want to see it."

"Oh we do baby, we do," grinned Lee taking her hand and pulling
her to the alley. "You ever been with a black man?"

"No, I'm married. I'm only doing this to show you my body. I
don't want to give you the wrong impression. You guys ever been
with a white girl?"

"Not yet, but I can't wait," said Lee.

"Me neither," said Grant.

They entered the alley. "Now remember, you boys can look, but no
touching," said Trisha.

"Just show us what ya got." Lee leaned back against the wall.

Trisha pulled her top over her head. What the hell was she doing
stripping for a couple of black boys? Exactly what she liked
doing, showing off her body and soon her body would be attracting
the stares of more then just a couple of horny teenagers. She
then wiggled out of her baggy sweats and was soon standing there
in her large thong and a sports bra that had a tight grip on her
huge breasts.

"Looking good mama," said Lee.

"Let me help you with that," volunteered Grant pulling her sports
bra off, his large black fingers touching the sides of her
breasts.

"No touching," she reminded him, but holding her arms up so he
could pull the bra off.

"Awe come on baby," begged Grant, "at least let me play with them
tittys."

"Ok, just my breasts, but my panties are staying on, my pussy is
off limits."

"Alright." Grant reached out and cupped Trisha's breasts. "Girl,
you got some big ass melons." Grant's hands were unskilled, but
his enthusiasm made up for it and Trisha felt her nipples growing
under his rough tugs.

"Shit, if you aint gonna let us fuck you, let us take our cocks
out and jerk off looking at you."

Trisha nodded, she wanted to see their cocks. Her pussy spasmed
as soon as Grant pushed his baggy shorts down and fished his cock
out. It was semi-hard and growing as he tugged on it. "Waddaya
think sexy mama?"

"It's beautiful," she said, sighing as she exhaled. She hadn't
realized, she'd been holding her breath. Grant’s cock was about
eight inches long and very plump. Lee joined his brother,
dropping his shorts and pulling out a slightly shorter, but
thicker cock. "They're both beautiful."

"Bigger then hubbies?" asked Lee.

Trisha snorted as she thought of George. "Yeah they're bigger. I
knew they would be. They're a least a couple inches bigger then
my husband's."

"Here touch it," said Grant already walking over to her and
grabbing her hand. "Might be your only chance." Her hand
automatically closed around the shaft, then started stroking it.
"Ya ever felt a black man's cock before?"

"No, but I wished I tried one before I was married."

"Ya never sucked on one then either?"

"No, and I like sucking cock. Ooohh." Trisha cooed as Grant's
cock spasmed when she said that.

"Why don't you try it out mama," said Grant putting some pressure
on her shoulders.

"But my husband?" Trisha was already giving in, lowering herself
to her knees in the dirty alley.

"He ain't here mama, just you and two black cocks a lot bigger
then his. Besides, sucking ain't cheating. Don't let the white
boy hold you back from trying dark meat."

"You're right," she said licking around the head of his cock a
sense of contentment permeating her body when she touched it to
her lips. Grant moaned as she started bobbing her head over the
end. Lee came up and poked his cock against her cheek until she
brought her hand up and began fisting him slowly.

Grant's cock head poked into her throat making her gag a little,
which surprised her. She had all the skills, but her body seemed
inexperienced. She relaxed her throat and swallowed him whole.
"Christ, the bitch swallowed it all," said a surprised Grant to
his brother. Getting deep throated put the young black man over
the edge and he exploded down Trisha's throat. He smirked at
getting away with not pulling out, but the white woman surprised
him by continuing to slurp on his cock, stroking her hand along
the shaft as if milking it for more sperm.

"There’s more for ya over here," said Lee, and soon Trisha was
deep throating him. "This slut is amazing," said Lee, watching
his shaft disappear between white lips.

Grant watched her suck off his brother for a while, walking
around behind her where her plump ass rose above her sneakered
feet. The sight soon had his eighteen year old cock hard again
and he kneeled behind her.

Trisha felt her thong being pulled out and over, but was too
intent on Lee's thick cock to complain. She trembled from an
orgasm as Grant's bulbous head pushed into her pussy, then
deeper. "No, you can't fuck me, my pussy's off limits," she said,
out of loyalty towards George.

"I ain't gonna fuck you," he said, pushing his cock all the way
in, then pulling it out before pushing it in again.   "Then what
do you call that?" she asked, pushing her ass back into his
thrusts.

Grant didn't want to pull out and the white bitch was into it,
but she seemed a little screwed up in the head and he didn't want
her to scream rape. "I'm just juicing it up."

"Why?"

"If your pussy's off limits, I'm gonna fuck your ass."

"Oh, that's ok then," said Trisha, resuming sucking on Lee.

Grant stared at her in surprise, but didn't want to give her a
chance to have second thoughts. He pulled his cock out and pushed
the head against her tight little brown sphincter.

Trisha winced in surprise at the pain. She felt like her ass
should be used to it, even though she'd only taken George up
there the one time. Grant's thickness stretched her out more,
luckily Lee came in her mouth distracting her from any discomfort
she felt. When she was sure she had swallowed every last drop of
Lee's cum, she was surprised to see that Grant had buried his
cock in her ass and was beginning to slowly move it.

"This is so fucking tight, bro," he moaned.

"Fuck my tight ass," Trisha whispered softly, words out of
character rising to the surface of her mind. "Fuck my ass with
your big black cock," she cried louder this time.

"Take that black cock, you slut," growled Grant, getting into the
dirty talk, pumping his hips wildly.

"Gimme that cock, cum in my ass," she cried, diddling her clit to
a small orgasm as Grant held his pumping cock deep in her ass.
She felt his cum shoot deep into her bowels.

Trisha missed his cock the second he pulled the spent shaft out
of her ass. Worse, she really wanted one buried in her pussy. She
looked at her watch, "Jesus, I gotta get going."

"What about me?” asked Lee. "I wanna fuck your ass too."

Trisha looked at him as she was pulling on her sweats. "Next time
stud."

Trisha felt guilty kissing her husband that night with her belly
full of two black teenager's cum, but the feeling didn't last for
long, after all she hadn't cheated. She put her headband on and
went to sleep.

******************

Trisha wished she had cheated. The short time it was in her
pussy, Grant's cock had felt incredible. Not to mention her ass
could use a good fucking. She looked over at George sleeping
beside her, maybe she should take him up the ass again? Scratch
that, she needed a good fucking, not a quick trip on the short
bus.

Trisha took her headband off and caressed it lovingly. She owed
that simple piece of metal a lot. Today, her three months were up
and she had to go turn it in to Dr. Conger after school.

Trisha stood and tied her long brown hair back in a ponytail as
she walked over to the new full-length mirror she had bought. The
woman looking back at her was a walking wet dream, huge, firm
breasts on a thin frame, hard, puffy nipples piercing the sky, a
hard, flat stomach whose navel was still a little red from where
she'd had it pierced, and broad, well-rounded hips completed her
new, hot body. Trisha was even five pounds lighter then when she
had been in high school.

Trisha threw on a tight sports bra that left her stomach bare and
low, hip hugging shorts. She set out jogging. The young woman
needed something to celebrate her new body. If Grant and Lee were
playing today, she'd fuck both of them. She hadn't run into
either of them since the first time and her whole body was
craving some black cock. Hell, let one black man, any black man
be on the basketball court right now and she'd fuck the crap out
of them. Unfortunately, the court was empty, it was too early.
Disappointed, Trisha returned home, showered, and changed for
school. She wore a short, white skirt over bare legs, sandals,
and a tight, spaghetti strap black top. The skirt hung low over
her hips and her top ended several inches above her pierced
navel.
Trisha walked into class a little late, loving the way all her
fellow students turned to stare at her body, but especially the
way Reggie Jones' eyes followed her to her seat beside him.

"You new here?" asked the quarterback, with a very deep masculine
voice.

"No Reggie, I've been sitting here all semester," replied Trish,
leaning towards him to show off her very impressive cleavage.

"Naw, I would have noticed such a hot babe sittin right beside
me. Are you free tonight?"

"Aren't you dating a cheerleader?"

"Aren't you married?"

Trisha looked at the wedding ring on her finger. "It doesn't
matter. Yeah, I'm free tonight."

"It doesn't matter to me neither. You're prettier then any of the
cheerleaders. "What would you like to do?"

"Anything you want me to do."

"Then why wait till tonight. You free after class?"

"I can rearrange my schedule." Trisha called in sick at the
diner.

*******************

"You look fucking hot!"

Trisha stood alone in the shower of the football team's locker
room, twenty shower heads spraying hot water, embracing her nude,
wet body with steam. Her hair was wet and clinging to her neck
and shoulders. "You look pretty hot yourself. So are you getting
in here with me or not?"

Reggie grinned and dropped his towel. Trisha wasn't the first
girl he had fucked in this shower, nor would she be the last,
having the key to the locker room came in handy. He had started
working out when he was nine and his body was a hard, muscular
sculpted torso as good as any professional weightlifter's. He had
even taken steroids before college made it too risky and the
drugs had made him even bigger, especially in the cock
department. He always liked to unveil his prize bull cock to new
conquests and loved watching the expressions on their faces.
Trisha's ran the gauntlet from wow to awe to shock to fear. Most
stopped at fear having never seen something so big, knowing they
couldn't take it, but they all screamed in orgasm by the time it
was halfway in. Trisha's face never showed fear. Instead, she
licked her lips and stared at it lustily, her hand slid between
her wet legs, a finger circling her clit.

"Oh god, it's just what I dreamed about."

"You're not scared?"

"Hell no, you can stick that black monster anywhere you want."

Reggie wasn't about to let this one get away. He walked over to
her, cock rising until it stuck straight out, the doorknob sized
cock head bobbing a foot from his body. He reached down and
grabbed her buttocks with his huge fist pulling her into him, his
cock pressing into her belly as he kissed her. "You ever been
with a black man?" he said after their tongues quit playing tag.


"No, I've only been with my husband, but he doesn't satisfy me,"
she replied, Reggie was pushing her to her knees on the hard
floor of the shower. "You sure this isn't the baseball team's
locker room? It sure looks like you got one of their bats, and
two of their balls," she said, hefting his mighty cock and
looking at his huge swollen testicles.

"Quit talking and start sucking." Trisha did just that. She began
by licking every square inch of Reggie's huge shaft, paying
special attention to the head, her tongue teasing his pee-slit
till his legs shook and he groaned. Then she took the tip in her
mouth, bobbing her head, taking more and more until his huge cock
entered her throat. Trisha gagged a little, which only pissed her
off, spurring her to try harder. "My gawd, you're one good cock
sucker," groaned Reggie, watching impressed that half his dick
was visible past her lips and she was taking a little more with
each bob of her head. This married white slut whose name he
didn’t know, actually enjoyed sucking his cock. Most women did it
to please him or hoping he'd eat their pussys or because he
forced them to do it, but none enjoyed it. Loud sounds of
contentment were coming out of the woman's throat.

Trisha pulled back, kissing the head as it left her mouth, then
stood. "Hey why'd ya stop? That was the best fuckin blow job of
my life."

"I'll finish you off later, right now my throat needs to rest and
my pussy has an itch that needs scratching." Reggie was so big,
Trisha's eyes lined with his nipples. She ran her hands along his
chest, feeling every hard muscular ridge. So unlike George, she
thought. Her husband was getting a little pudgy too and could
stand to lose some weight. Maybe, he should try wearing the
headband for a month?   "Teach me what a real man's cock feels
like Reggie, fuck me with your big black cock."

Reggie pushed her over to the wall directly under one of the
shower heads. Trisha felt her back sliding up the wall as he
lifted her by the ass cheeks. "Put it in," he ordered.

Reggie pulled back so that Trisha could reach under her leg to
position his shaft right on the entrance to her pussy. He thrust
his hips forward until the head wedged in and then braced her
back against the wall again. Just the head had her pussy lips
spread wider then ever and she groaned as he pushed more in.
Reggie did all the work, hunching over and thrusting his hips as
his cock plowed deeper. Trisha wrapped her legs around his back
and her arms around his neck as his cock pushed in deeper then
George’s pathetic worm and soon deeper then Grant's had been.
Soon she screamed in orgasm. "I'm cumming, Tyrone!"

"Lying slut, you have been with a black man," growled Reggie,
deciding to show her no mercy. He started lifting her rapidly on
three quarters of his shaft.

"No Reggie, sorry. Tyrone's just a dream man with a cock like
yours. It's your cock that just gave me the best orgasm of my
life."

"Freaky bitch," he said, lifting her up until just the head was
in. She was telling the truth, her pussy was too tight to have
taken another cock like his. Reggie let go.

Trisha's back was still braced against the wall when he released
his grip on her buttocks. She started slowly sliding down the
wall, picking up speed as his cock impaled her. Trisha's eyes
flew open as she screamed in a mixture of pain and pleasure. It
hurt, stretching her out, pushing past her cervix, but she came
again, this one bigger then the last. "Jeesus that's good, fuck
me baby. Fuck me hard."

"You're the biggest fuckin cock hound I ever seen. I aint letting
you get away." Reggie knew how to fuck and he started pounding
her. "What's your name, bitch?" he asked, as she bounced up and
down his shaft.

"Ugh, ugh, oh, Trisha, oh, I love your cock, oh, cumming."

Reggie thrust deep as he came, flooding her womb with semen,
wondering if she was on birth control and knowing he should have
asked first, just like he hadn't asked dozens of other times
before.

Later, Reggie let the water spray his face as he soaped around
his cock and balls. He rinsed off and turned around, eyes
widening in shock. Trisha was on all fours on the floor, her face
laying in an inch of water while her hands spread her ass cheeks
open, clearly inviting him to fuck her ass. Reggie's cock rose up
again. Reggie soaped up his cock again to lubricate it and walked
over to her. Her body wasn't flawless, her thighs had stretch
marks indicating she had lost weight, but it was a minor detail.
Her hole wasn't tight and puckered, meaning she wasn't an ass
virgin, but she sure had never felt anything like this before.
Trisha shuddered as he pushed it in.

"Oww, so flugering bigle," she gurgled as water rushed in her
mouth.

"So fucking tight," Reggie groaned, pushing it in to the halfway
mark. He could tell this was hurting her, but she made no move to
get away and soon he was fucking her with two thirds of his cock.
Once, she even shuddered in orgasm just from getting her ass
fucked. Then her hand found it's way to her clit and she came
more as she diddled herself. Soon, Reggie added a load of sperm
deep in her bowels to the one deep in her pussy.

Reggie left her lying in the shower, cleaned himself off again,
then cut the water off. He dried himself walked out to the locker
and was starting to get dressed when Trisha crawled over to him.
"Have to taste you," she said, kneeling before him and taking his
cock in her mouth. Reggie turned hard again and let her suck him
off.

*******************

"Let me just say, you look incredible."

"Thanks Dr. Conger, I should be paying you for this." Trisha
glanced over at George. He was unhappy and they were fighting
because she had blown the money from this experiment on all new
clothes to show off her body, including skimpy bikinis and
workout outfits. He had wanted the money to by them a car, plus
didn't like the way men were looking at her, nor the way she
liked showing off for them. Maybe, she had a way to make it up to
George? "Doc, would you be willing to pay more to try this thing
out on my husband?"

"Yes, of course. I would be curious to see how it works on a man.
I'll pay another grand, but we're going to start selling them now
on your word that you've experienced no problems with it.

"None, at all Doc," said Trisha. She wondered if she should
mention her recent sexual behavior, but couldn't with George
sitting there, plus she didn't consider it a problem.

"Fine then, keep the headband another three months and let me
know how George does with it."

That night, Trisha laid on the bed without moving while George
humped her like crazy. She barely felt him and was working on
ways to break it to him that soon she'd be fucking black men
exclusively.

He fell asleep with the headband on and soon she joined him. Even
without the headband, she continued to have dreams.

*****************

"Remember telling me you could never get enough black cock?"

Michelle looked at Tyrone and at the seven black muscle men he
had assembled for her, all former boxing buddies of his. "These
are for me?"

The seven men started stripping. Tyrone had done good, picking
them for cock size, not a one was under nine inches. She decided
then and there to give up white men entirely, even Hans and
Steve.

"Come suck my cock," ordered one hung black after Michelle had
stripped. Michelle kneeled and greedily took his cock in her
mouth. "Yeah bitch, you suck a mean cock," he said, running his
hands through her hair. "What's this?" He moved her hair aside
revealing the recorder headband.

Tyrone walked over and Michele immediately grabbed his cock
lovingly stroking it, then another cock was in her left hand.
"It's an experimental device designed to record her workout
ethic," explained Tyrone.

"Well she's sure gonna get a workout today," said the black man,
covering it back up with her hair.

Michelle got the best workout of her life. At one point, she had
a cock in her ass, pussy, mouth, and one in each hand. Plus,
there were still two men waiting their turn. It was the best day
of her life.

*******************

"Sex after dinner?"

"Can't," said Trish to George, putting down her fork. "I gotta
study at the library. I'll be late."

"Oh, I guess I'll call it an early night then."

"Don't forget to wear the headband."

Trisha left home, but instead of the library she drove to
Reggie's frat house. The black quarterback was waiting on the
steps. "You sure you want to do this, I'll date and fuck you
exclusive."

Trisha slipped her wedding ring into her pocket. "My pussy, ass,
and mouth are yours whenever you ask stud, but I need to try
this."

Trisha walked into the living room followed by Tyrone. Four big,
muscular black men were sitting around in shorts, smoking dope,
all were on the football team, but since the season was over,
they weren't worried about drug tests. Trisha started stripping
for her new lovers anxious to show off her new lingerie. This was
going to be the best night of her life.

****************

"We're cleared for the general populous.

"Trisha is going to do a commercial in a bikini  and let us show
her before picture," said Doctor Conger to the suit.

"Excellent, our factory in Mexico can turn out 100,000 headbands
a week. We're going to be fucking rich. I never met a woman who
didn't think she could lose at least five pounds no matter how
good she looks, even some men might buy them. Not to mention the
cheap cost, everyone can afford one."

Dr. Conger thought of the nationwide obesity problem in the
United States. "This country sure is going to change in the next
few months."

*****************

One year later...

White women had started showing up outside the basketball court
many months ago. At first there were just a few, young, old,
skinny, fat, now there were dozens. These women would do anything
for black cocks. Lee and Grant, not to mention their friends were
getting laid every day.

Sissy had volunteered for night duty at the office. She had been
eyeing the old, black janitor for weeks now. He was in his
sixties, missing a tooth, but the only black man she knew. Her
husband was a big Italian with a pathetic ten inch dick that
didn't do anything for her. The old black man just about had a
heart attack when Sissy stepped out naked from her cubicle. She
came the second he pulled his six inch black cock out of his
pants.

"I need you three to stay after detention." The three black
delinquents groaned until they saw their teacher lock the door
after the others had left. Mrs. Sharpe was a walking wet dream,
every teen boys fantasy. Their jaws dropped open as she started
undoing her blouse.

"Fuck me with that big black cock," screamed Tawana as she came.
The black woman had married a white man and now wondered what the
hell she had been thinking giving up black cock. She was riding
her husband's black best friend. "Fill my white pussy with your
black meat," she screamed. He looked at her oddly.

Reggie ran out on the football field blowing kisses at the Dallas
cowboy cheerleaders. The new draft pick had fucked half of them
already and they couldn't get enough of his twelve inch cock. The
entire squad had promised an orgy for the black team members if
they won. Reggie knew the orgy would happen even if they lost,
every one of them was a complete slut when it came to the black
team members.

Missy had lost a lot of weight to fit in her wedding gown as she
married the man of her dreams. He was rich, handsome, and great
in bed. Something snapped in her the moment the preacher said, "I
now pronounce you man and wife." She couldn't put her finger on
it, but something was different. That night at the airport hotel
for the first time, she failed to cum as she rode her husband's
hard cock. She knew what was missing the minute she got off the
plane in Jamaica. "What are you doing. I only bought that as a
joke?" asked her husband, knowing how his wife didn't like
showing off much skin. Missy had stripped and put on the tiny,
indecent string bikini and was heading for the door. "There's a
beach out there filled with black natives. I'm gonna go get me
some real men."

"You too huh," said the one girl coming up to the woman standing
outside the prison. The woman nodded. This was prime fishing
grounds. Late in the afternoon, the prison released a black
inmate. The girls whistled at him. "Need a place to stay hunk?"

Tyrone was handsome, built, and hung. He had always been a stud,
but even he was surprised by the number of horny white sluts
joining his gym. He ended up canceling all white male memberships
and turning his gym all female, except for his black friends of
course.

"Do I get the job?" asked Betty, her tongue licking a drop of
sperm off her cheek. Fat Ted looked down between his legs and
nodded at his newest stripper. She would join the other innocent
looking housewife he'd hired yesterday. The mostly black
clientele in this all black neighborhood would love these two.
The nudie bar business sure was getting strange.

"I understand," said George. Trisha looked at him surprised. "I'm
incapable of pleasing you, it's only natural that you fuck black
men. I'd like to come with you next time you fuck one." Later,
George was staring as hungrily at Mark's black cock as she was,
but all the black man would do was let George clean out her cum
filled pussy and ass when he was done using her body.

The End

Author’s Note:  Another Interracial mind control story from
Stormbringer. This story reflects one of my most common themes of
having someone’s nature changed. I thought the headband was a
good gimmick and I wish another author would pick up on the idea,
perhaps doing stories for some of the aftereffects I mention in
the ending.