The four obese, black sluts made passes at several men, drank heavily and eventualy made their way to the dance floor where they bumped and ground for awhile with the men they'd forced themselves on. Eventualy Annabelle, Beulah, Candy and Della found themselves in a cheap hotel room with the men who they'd chosen, where they had the best sex of their lives. After several hours of hot, sweaty lovemaking (which the men were supried to find they enjoyed) they all passed out. The men awoke first and left a small stack of bills on the dresser before leaving.
Beaulah was the first to wake. She was having a strange dream where she wasn't a young, white, school girl at all - but rather a hugely fat, middle-age, black slut. It was so strange...
She waddled to the bathroom, blinking sleep from her eyes, and ploped her massive behind down on the toilet. She did her business quietly, then wiped and flushed. She turned to the mirror and saw a round, chocolate-brown face with wide nostrals, big lips and dyed blond hair set into sloppy bunches. She had a gold tooth, and she still wore thick make-up...
She was her!
"OH MAH GAWD!" the huge black woman roared "WHAT DA FUCK HAPP'N TO MEH?"
She rushed out of the bathroom like a charging hippo and saw three other black woman who were equaly as fat. They started to wake, noticed their changes, then all began to shout at once!
"SHIT! WHAT HAPP'N TEH US?"
"DAS WHAT AH WANNA FIN' OUT, GIRLFRIEND!"
"DON' BE CALLIN' MEH GIRLFRIEN', BEAULAH!"
"WAH HAP'N TAH THE WAY WE'S TALK? WE DON' SOUND RIGHT!"
The four woman argued and screamed. Wept and raged, but finaly decided that they were to hungey to think about this right now. So they dressed in the clothes they'd wore the day before (which made them look even more like whores on this bright, sunny morning) and waddled outside. They found they were in a strange part of downtown - much more dirty than they were used to. They waddled to a McDonalds and used the money the men had left to buy three-dozen breakfast sandwiches.
They sat eating and trying to ignore the stares of the people around them. Almost everyone was black, but none of them spoke with the same thick "Ghetto" accent's that Annabelle, Beulah, Candy and Della now spoke in. Finaly, Annabelle said...
"It's gotta be dat fat guys fault! He done dis teh us!"
"Yeah,,," rumbled Della "..I kin 'member him sellin' us des clothes an' shit. Dis is his fault!"
Beulah nodde her head, which caused her huge body to wobble even more wildly than before. "Den he made us fo'get's all 'bout bein' white chicks an' made us all sexed-up an hoany!"
"Das right, Homegirl!" rasped Candy, her voice rising as she gestured wildly with her right hand. "Den we got's dose fine guys back to de hotel an...SHIT! WE GOT'S FUCK'D LAS' NIGHT!!!"
A McDonalds employee asked them to quite or leave, and the four fat, black ladies quieted down.
"Dat ain' all, Candy. We's a whole bunch older now! We's all at leas' 35 or so. What we gonna do?"
They sat and ate for awhile, before Beaulah (who was the fattest at 600+ lbs) decided "We go's back to dat mall an' we fin's da fat guy. De we make's him make us back de way we usa be."
All four ladies agree'd that it was the only plan that made sense, then started off. None of them realized that their transformation's were more their own fault than anything else. They hadn't become real black woman, but rather they'd each changed to fit the stereotypical image they'd each had of black woman.
Waddleing as fast as they could (which was rather fast, as all three were quite muscular underneath all that blubber) the four fat woman started in the direction they guessed the mall was.