Paula was having a blast! It was hilarious watching people change into completely different things. She scanned for her next target.
The next stop presented a perfect opportunity. Her previous targets were exiting the bus and a large muscular man shoved his way passed them, knocking the black girl off her feet and sending the blonde boy scrambling to help her up. The muscular man smiled evilly. Paula was pretty sure it was intentional.
The man continued his way into the bus searching for a seat. He briefly made eye contact with Paula and gave her a nasty glare. Paula noted numerous tattoos all over his face and arms, including prominent swastikas. His head was shaved and he wore jeans and a white stained muscle shirt.
Following the man was a tiny white woman with scraggly blonde hair. She was very pale and stared at the ground. She sat next to the muscular man and he brushed his hand across her cheek. Paula’s notes the woman flinched from the touch. “What!” demanded the man. “You gonna flinch when I touch you? You’re a pretty shitty girlfriend.”
The woman mumbled something and looked down. She was clearly terrified. Paula was looking forward to this.
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John Miles was annoyed. What the fuck was a white boy doing hanging out with a black woman in his town, on the city bus that HIS taxes paid for. He looked at his girlfriend Tina and started ranting about race mixing.
His brain started to feel foggy. Something was wrong. He looked at Tina. Had she always been so large? Had her skin always been so dark? When had she gotten the prominent muscles on her arms, and the six pack abs.
John shifted. His butt felt puffy and large. His shirt clung tightly to his body. Had he really decided to wear a pink halter top? He looked down at his pale white legs. He examined the pink booty shorts that clung tightly to his waist and crotch, showing off every line of his genitals. But they looked wrong too. He was supposed to have a penis. Why did he have a camel toe? He squirmed and looked at Tina. No, Tevon. Tevon was so large and strong. It made Joe-Ann feel excited and she felt her pussy lubricating as she stared at his muscles.
“Tevon,” she asked, listening to her high pitched voice for the first time.
“Yeah, bitch?” Tevon responded brusquely.
“What happened? Why am I the girl?”
“Dunno.” He rolled his eyes dismissively.
“Hey. I’m worried. Listen to me!” She felt nervous being this forward with him.
“Bitch. Shut up. I don’t know what happened. But I’m in charge now and I’m sick of hearing your mouth. If you don’t shit up I’m gonna make you blow me after anal tonight.”
Joe-Ann gasped. She felt small and scared. But also in love with this big black rock of a man.
At the back of the bus Paula was laughing uproariously. She thought about her next action.