...a black woman for the rest of my whole life." your girlfriend answered.
"A black woman?" you asked as you're curious.
"Yes, a black woman. A fully African woman." your girlfriend answered as she explained.
"You can't be serious, can you?" you asked, incredulous.
"No, I swear! It is serious, I'm not lying to you, hun." your girlfriend insisted. "That's what the witch said! She said it casted the spell on me accidentally!"
"Okay, now this is getting weird eventually." you respond as you get panic. "So does anyone knows about this curse?"
"Well, only my family knows about this, not everybody, except my friends y'know, when I became a black woman, I can't even go out and let people mock my skin tone, hun. Not even my friend and you." your girlfriend answered. "Plus, I know you're worried about me, but I don't want you to see me as like that, I afraid you might ran off if I become a hideous black woman."
"So, is there anything to break the curse?" you asked her.
"I don't know, I think- oooohhhh my god, it's happening!!!?" when your girlfriend was about to said, she's quickly scream in pain as she's hug her body. When you saw her like this you quickly to call 911, but then she's stopped you 'cause it's no use to call the ambulance. As you try to touch her, her clothes immediately ripoff as her body begins to grow taller. The first thing you see is your girlfriend's long blonde hair quickly grow into a black big and very curly hairstyle, and her face become rounder and softer as her mouth is also getting thicker. Next, her skin tone that starts from white into darker while her bones and curves are gain some more. Then, suddenly her breasts from C cups into big F cups, and as for her ass are getting bigger. And finally, when the transformation was complete, the person that stand before you was no longer your white girlfriend, she is now a fully a black woman look like one of those ghetto black whore. "So, dere yah have it, Ah am now become Black ho." your former girlfriend responded with a black woman's voice and her accent as you're shocking to see this.
"Oh my god, so the curse is real." you replied as you're believed your former girlfriend said is true.
"Well, yeah..." your former girlfriend as she seems so sad with a weak smile. "Ah guess Ah'm the black gurl for the rest of mah life now, hun."
"Hey, don't say such a thing like that, babe." you said. "I promise you that I will find the way to break the curse."
"That's nice of yah, hun. But Ah don't think it never work." he said. "Ah guess Ah have to except that Ah am a black woman."
With that, when you heard about this, you kinda feel bad for her. But come to think of it, you looked at her up and down, your former girlfriend is very sexy, busty, and feminine too, and you weirded yourself out slightly by noticing that she had a nice booty that she can twerk it like Miley.
You then thought yourself that this is too weird and you... urgh... god this freaking you out right now. You know, you're a white guy, you mean... you that your girlfriend, but now she's black. And you can't just leave her like that, she needs you and you also love her still. This is messed up, and you can't figure out what to do. You try to make choices.