Your phone isn’t there. You look around for it, panicked. You see a beautiful African American woman with generous dd tits hanging freely. Her hair is done up in a curly but well maintained Afro and she wears a wide smile. Her pussy is aroused. You’d place her in her late twenties.
She sits down next to you holding the phone. “You probably want this back” she says with a sigh.
“Yes.” You contemplate snatching it from her but her confidence has you a bit unsettled.
“Tell them to run off and play. We need to talk.” She is gesturing at Tammy and your new friend.
“We are done girls,” you say with resignation. The new girl stands and wanders off, looking for a new sex partner. Tammy looks at you with confusion. “Just go strut around for a bit, Tammy” you order her. “Stay close enough that you can see me. I’ll gesture when I want you to come back.”
Tammy scowls and walks down to the water line. Thomas has always been a strong swimmer and as Tammy goes out into the waves you can tell that trait carried through.
“So, who are you?” you ask. “What do you know?”
“Who am I now or who was I?”
Youre eyes go wide. This is getting dangerous. She puts her hand in your thigh and sighs. “You don’t need to be scared of me. I can’t use it. The result of an unthoughtful edit I made a few years ago on an earlier version.”
“Who are you?”
“My name is Tamika. I’m just a typical young wannabe actress with a day job waiting tables. Nothing exciting. Now the more interesting question is who I was.”
“And Who was that?”
“Arthur Goldberg. That name would be meaningless to you but I was once one of the most powerful men in Hollywood. And very white. Needless to say, I made some mistakes.”
“What kind of mistakes?”
“Oh. All kinds of them. Here’s a funny one. Remember the all-female reboot of ghostbusters that bombed?”
“Yeah.”
“Well. What if I told you that wasn’t supposed to be an all-female lead cast until I made an inadvertent edit. Well, I guess those four men are perfectly happy as ladies so it’s not the worst thing that happened.”
“Holy shit!”
She moves her hand up your thigh and cups your balls. Your cock starts to stiffen. She shifts and straddles you, lowering herself into your dick. You feel yourself slide inside her tight pussy. She starts riding you. Your hands reach up and cup her large tits.
After a brief moment she says “well long story short, I have a request. And also a warning.”
“The warning?”
“The more you use this thing the more it’ll get outside of your control. Your edits will start having more and more unexpected consequences. Eventually you’ll lock yourself out of being able to use it all. Like me. And you’ll be stuck.”
“Just because that happened to you doesn’t mean it will happen to me.”
“You’re not the first person I’ve run into using the app,” her hips are working hard. Her ass is smacking against your legs. Up and down. You can feel her pussy clenching your cock.
“Well. What’s the request?”
“I want you to change me. I don’t want to be a woman anymore. Or at least not the nympho that I am.”
“And none of the previous people you met could?”
“They tried,” she admitted.
“And?”
“They were too far gone. It wouldn’t work right for them anymore.” With that you feel her pussy clench hard and she shivers from a powerful orgasm. You release deep inside her. Panting, she rolls off of you and lays beside you. She hands you the phone.