Jeff decided on turning into an African wife. He always got turned on when he saw a black woman on the street. He loved their smooth, dark skin, their jet black frizzy hair, and their luscious curves. He didn’t know if his dad had anything for African women, but if he was going to transform into a woman, he figured he might as well be someone he wants.
He starting jotting down everything he wanted inside the information boxes and then reviewed everything:
Name: Caaliyah Haweya-Kendrick
Age: 43
Gender: Female
Race: African-American
IQ: 100
Language: English, Somali
Sex Drive: Medium
Build: Curvy / Thick In The Right Places
Hair: Mid-Back Length Dreadlocks
Eyes: Dark Brown
Occupation: Stay-At-Home-Wife
Family: Father/Mother (Somalia) / Stepson & Stepdaughter
Love Interest: Mike (husband)
Reality Changes:
Mentality - YES
Aware of Changes - YES
Change Clothes - YES
Reality - YES
Duration: DAILY, 18:00-06:00
Transformation Intensity: LIGHT
After double-checking all his selections, he glanced at the clock; 4:30pm. He still had some time before the transformation, but he decided to proceed and clicked on “Start Transformation” before he had second thoughts. Nothing happened of course, it just said on the screen that the changes have been made. Figuring he could rest easy, he turned off the Chronivac and jumped on the couch to watch TV.
About an hour later, getting closer to his transformation, Jeff had succumbed to the fatigue of a long day at school, and was gently snoring. The Chronivac had turned itself back on, and it read “commencing scheduled transformation” on the screen. As the clock struck 6, it began...
First off, Jeff’s clothes disappeared to prepare for the transformation. Jeff’s body began to grow ever so slightly as his skin smoothed over, with all his body hair receding into his pores. It stopped when he was just a little taller than his normal self, and his skin began to darken. At first, it looked like he was in the Caribbean, getting a instant tan, until his skin grew darker and darker until it was a rich dark brown. His hair lengthened, becoming frizzy before styling into long, thin dreadlocks. His face started to change, becoming more like someone of African descent; wider eyes and nose, and thick lips perfect for kissing. His body slowly began to put on weight, specifically in the hips and thighs, growing thicker. Two buds starting expanding out of his chest, slowly growing bigger until they had become a hefty pair of DD breasts. Down below, his penis began to shrink and retreat into his body as a female reproductive system formed, pumping his body with estrogen, as his hips expanded to be capable of bearing a child. Next, SHE began to age, accumulating some more fat in her thighs and ass, her stomach got just slightly pudgy, and her breasts grew more, and sagged slightly. Finally, a pair of yellow lace panties and a blue and yellow loose-fitting Ankara pattern robe materialized on her, allowing her rather large breasts to sway freely.
The transformation ceased; gone was the 16-year old Caucasian male, and here was the 43-year old African woman and wife to Mike Kendrick. Reality shifted as pictures of Mike and her appeared where older ones of him and his family were. Jeff’s old room became a spare bedroom, and new clothes and accessories suitable for a female appeared in the closet along with Mike’s clothes. Caaliyah began to stir, moaning and rubbing her breasts gently.
“Mmmm, I must’ve dozed off...” she said with a slight accent. She looked over at the clock; 6:15pm. “Oh, Mike will be home soon! I didn’t start with dinner yet!” She jumped up, her breasts jiggling violently in her loose robe. She tightened the straps on her robe, slide her feet into her sandals and darted into the kitchen. The kids were sleeping over with friends tonight, so she decided to make some traditional Somali food. Mike loved it, but David and Katie weren’t so crazy about it.
She started cooking, putting up a pot of Maraq Digaag soup, and heating up oil to fry Sambusa. The transformation had given her the right knowledge of Somali culture and cuisine, as if she had always grown up surrounded by it.
Half an hour later, the Mike came in through the front door, removing his tie and putting his briefcase on the table. He sniffed in the air and smiled, strolling into the kitchen to see his beautiful African wife. He walked slowly up behind her and and squeezed her thick ass cheeks.
“Hello gacalyso.” Caaliyah said affectionately, turning around and kissing Mike on the lips.
“Everything smells delicious.” Mike said, peering over her shoulder and into the pot.
“No, don’t look! It’s a surprise! Go relax.” She said, playfully pushing him away and winking. He laughed and walked in the dining room to set the table. Soon after, Caaliyah brought all the food inside and they ate.
After cleaning up, Mike went upstairs into the shower as Caaliyah put all the dishes away. She went upstairs and into the master bedroom, peering into the bathroom. She smiled deviously, slipped off her robe and panties, and walked into the bathroom, her hips swaying with every step. Mike had his back to the glass door of the shower as he washed, so he hadn’t seen Caaliyah come into the bathroom. She bit her lip and opened the door and slipped inside the steamy stream of water.
“Hey babe, what’s up?” Mike said, turning around to face her.
“Well... I finished cleaning everything up, so I figured... why not save some biyo and shower together?” Caaliyah said seductively. Mike smiled.
“Sure babe.” He said, acting innocent, and handing her his luffa. Caaliyah smiled and added more soap onto the luffa, keeping her eyes locked on Mike. She lathered up her breasts and ran the luffa down to her shaved pussy and ass. Then, she moved the luffa to Mike, gently scrubbing his chest, and moving down to his penis, which was growing harder by the second. She glanced down and smiled, kneeling down and dropping the luffa. She grabbed his rock-hard member and started to jerk him off before shoving it straight into her mouth. She sucked on his cock, moving faster and faster and Mike groaned in pleasure.
“Ugh!” He blurted as her instantly shot a hot load of cum into Caaliyah’s mouth, and she swallowed every drop of it.
“Mmmm. More where that came from?” Caaliyah said, hungry for more.
“You bet your ass.” Mike said, lifting her up and kissing her on the lips. They both exited the shower, grabbing towels and vigorously dried themselves off, before moving into the bedroom. Mike pushed Caaliyah down onto the bed and started kissing her. Before long, he was stroking his member, and inserted it into Caaliyah’s awaiting pussy. She moaned as his cock slipped further and further into her canal, and bit her lip as he started to thrust slowly in and out of her. After a couple of minutes of doing her doggystyle, they both moved onto the bed and Caaliyah started to ride his member, moaning louder as she bounced on top of him faster and faster. Mike started to groan, and before long, he shot another load of cum, this time deep in Caaliyah’s pussy. They slowed down, and she moaned in pleasure, looking down at her pussy, which was leaking Mike’s cum. She slid her fingers across her pussy lips and put them in her mouth, sucking up the juices.
As they finished their sex session, Caaliyah dropped down next to Mike on the bed, and smiled, kissing him on the lips.
“Love you babe.” Mike said.
“Sidoo kale waan ku jeclahay.” (Love you too) Caaliyah replied as Mike turned off the lights, pulled up the cover and wrapped his arm around her as they both surrendered to sleep.