...an exotic naked Ebony.
She sat on your bed, right where you've left your girlfriend, the delivery box still in her hands - only now her hands are black, as is the rest of her body from head to toe. Her fingernails, clutching the branded cardboard, are covered in white nail polish. On her lips are as big and thick as it's kissable and can do a blowjob. Her nose is slightly big and wider than your former girlfriend. Her brown eyes are wide as they're African-descent beauty.
Your girlfriend’s blonde hair is now dark-raven with softly crinkly hairs down lower.
From what you could see between the covers, her body is completely different too: gone was your short, slightly sweetheart... an exotic African on your bed is now considerably curvier with big happy breasts with big dark areolas and chubby nipples begging for attention, and big thick black booty can smash your head. Plus, she’s still naked as you notice her entire body is seemingly smooth and somehow spicy. You couldn't get enough of her scent - warm, musky, sexy, wild.
"Uh... babe? Is that... you?" You speak out as if it's all you manage to blurt out at this sight.
"Yes, still me, sugah." Your transformed girlfriend replies with her new husky and seductive African accent voice. She was too busy exploring her new body, noticing how much her body had changed.
"Man, you actually seem pretty calm about this! Have you done this before?" You joke, letting out a chuckle.
In response, she then looks up at you. She stares at you for a moment, piercing through your soul while brushing through her curly raven hair behind her ear. "Ah am, honey, in fact,... Ah'm just a bit scared at first. But come to think of it, this is the most bizzare, unexplainable thing that has ever happened to me in mah life, sugah. I feel change as if I am about to faint." She explains. "Y'know, I’ve always wanted to explore what it feels like to be someone else. Now look at me, I'm black!"
That's when you notice it - she doesn't convey any emotion. Not her face, nor her voice, show any sign of this panic she's feeling - she's bound by her body's urge that she’s become.
You would spend more time being amazed by this, but right now, she needs your help! What should you do?