Then he died.
That is at least, what it felt like. He was falling out of Andre's grasp as the floor got closer and it all went dark. Stephen wasn't dreaming, he never had dreams like other people, but he felt warmth. All over his mind he felt heat as if he was in a tub of boiling water.
He woke up. Light was coming from a window but as quickly as he opened his eyes he fell back into his fiery sleep.
The next time he regained conciseness he knew where he was, it was at the Overseer's House. He was on a bed. He felt hot and could feel sweat on his forehead. The house had recently been cleaned. He heard birds chirping so it had to be morning. He raised his neck to sit up but quickly fell back to sleep.
After the third time waking up he was determined. He opened his eyes, sat up, and put his legs over to the side of the bed. He started to lift himself up but fell flat onto the floor, and he was out again.
Stephen woke up the fourth time in the dark. He slowly sat himself up. If it was night where are all the overseer's? He slowly sat on the side of the bed and raised himself off the bed. He took a few shaky steps but walked through the dark to the bathroom. He faced the wide mirror and flicked on the switch. Suddenly an overseer came out of nowhere.
Stephen got so scared he fainted immediately. He found himself of all places back in his bed. This time it was morning but the house was still empty of life. He walked to the bathroom again and faced the mirror and saw the overseer too.
He felt his new black skin on his arms. The heat radiated from his large muscles. He felt the this veins along his biceps. He raised his arms over his head to find he had no armpit hair it was baby smooth. He felt his knew hair with the line going down it. He looked deep into his sexy brown eyes with a determined look. He felt his new lips and face. His hands descended down to his chest. His hands rubbed his dark nipples. He felt the weight of his new muscle. He traced his hand over his washboard abs. He put his hands on his hips and turned to his side to flex his muscular butt.
Finally he looked down to see his new equipment. A 10 inch soft cock darker then his nipples rested on between his legs, hairless. He moved his hands and felt his warm member. It was huge, thicker than a beer can and heavy too. He moved along and saw his dark black balls that were the size of oranges. He stroked his member a little bit and felt the warm blood rush to his rod as it elongated, he stroked faster and faster till it surpassed 13 inches. He looked into those sexy eyes jacking himself off and he realized all the fun he was going to have.
But at that moment he heard a thumping at the door. He stooped touching he dick and turned to the door. Rocco fell out of the doorway as he caught himself on one leg. He was drenched in sweat and breathing heavily. Stephen (wow we have to change that he thought (Stephen is a bitch's name that is gonna take it in the ass. (I will now be Santiago))) also saw that it was about noon outside as the tropical heat flooded the room.
" Good your finally away, now I can have a beer." he said with a look of desperation and fear.