Suddenly Troys memories began to change. She was a horny black girl who grew up in the hood. She would have lesbian experiences with Zattana when she was pregnant. She moved up position by literally sucking up to her superiors. She would often harass and rape her male staff. She was 22 and was always so turned on by the thought of being pregnant. Her clothes changed to fit her better and her nails became red with nail polish.
“Damn girl I love fuck your ass!”
“I thank you as always.”
“See ya girl I’ma fuck me some big dicks!”
Zattana spent a few more hours pole dancing. She then put on her black panties and sports bra. She put on her tight green shit and black yoga pants. She put on a black corset, long black coat and black boots.
She walked home. Phoebe wasn’t there. Zattana noticed her four years old son and made a wish to make him fourteen. He grew to her height. He was very thin and had pale skin, not as pale as his mother though. He had wavy jet black hair that reached down to his neck. He had beautiful blue eye and a pretty boy. He wore black sneakers, black sweat pants and a thin black coal that reached down to his shins.
“Hello son,” Zattana greeted.
“Welcome home mother, I just got home from school.” His voice was deep. It kinda turned Zattana on. No! She could fuck her own child, that’s wrong. Her son was the victim of a time warp that happened in some children where they would be replaced by a version of themselves ten years older. They would have memories of growing up.
Zattana made her way to the shed. She opened it revealing Cassandra the half cow. Her breasts were now I-cups, her ass was a foot and a half out, her hips wer 2 feet wide and she was 5,6.
“Hello Zattana do you want some milk?”
Zattana started taking off her clothes as she jumped on Cassandra and started making out with her. She then started sucking Cassandra’s breast while showing a vibrator in her pussy causing Cassandra to moo in pleasure.
She made