Mrs. Carla got ready for her day, having put herself together, her favorite red button down top, minus the sleeves for a dress look, her skirt also red, reached down to calves, and a pair of high heeled boots, also bright red. Mrs. Carla was a curvy woman, having given birth to three children her body screamed milf, her bust having ballooned to a M for massive cup as she called them. Mrs. Carla taught kindergarten, and it showed in her mannerisms all the time. She looked in the mirror and smiled, satisfied with the image of the beautiful black woman that looked back at her. She went out to her kitchen and got her coffee, greeting, watching and seeing her three kids leave for school.
“God I wish I had their youth, the things I could do with energy like that.” She said aloud to no one, she made her way out to her car, as she was walking down the side walk, a boy came running in her direction, unnaturally fast, and before she could move, he crashed into her, her head came off, her view spun as she hit the ground. “Well if that don't beat all.” She thought as she felt her body in the distance groping around for her head, she felt it grab something and suddenly couldn't feel her body anymore, she then saw two hands, those of the teen that hit her, grab her head and lift it upwards, her turning her to face it she saw the most surreal sight, in front of her was the skinny body of a white teen, and further down was her body, with this teen's head on her neck as her body seemed to be trying to remove it. His body turned her around and placed her on his neck.
“Well, I'll be damned.” She said in her new male voice. “Look at that, I'm a white boy now.” She smiled, then turned to the teen who now looked in shock at his new hands. Kyle for his part was shocked and frightened, not only had the curse given him this curvy milf body, it was a completely different race, her skin a dark brown, his pasty mismatched face standing out like a sore thumb. He looked down and saw the massive bust that was hoisted up in a bra before him and tried to understand what he was seeing.
“They look great don't they?” He heard his old voice say to him, he turned and saw the previous owner of this body, her head was larger than what should be on his neck, her shoulder length hair draped over his old shoulders. “I hope you love that body as much as I did.”
“But...”
“No, you just gave me a gift, I get to be young again, you get to have that old, sexy body of mine and enjoy all those curves. I see it as a win, win situation. Now let's get you all your clothes.” She started back to the house, tossing him his phone, “Call you mom and get her over here, you'll need a car for this.” Kyle did as told, and explained to his mom what happened over the phone, knowing that the curse would make it believable. His mother soon arrived afterward, her car filled with his clothing, and Mrs. Carla and his mother chatted as Kyle did the work of exchanging their clothing, Mrs. Carla's husband came home just as they finished.
“Well I'll be damned! Look at you honey! You look great, and you....” He eyed Kyle, “You look great too.” Kyle shivered, he felt weird as his pussy twitched. Kyle got in the car, the door frame seemed smaller, Mrs. Carla was just under six feet, compared to his five feet, and he mother started to drive home. “You see Kyle, I told you to be more careful, I told you your head would fly off if you kept running into things. Now look at you,” She poked his new breast, “You've got the body of a curvy black woman, all because you couldn't be more careful. Now you'll learn what we women have to deal with all the time, it serves you right. When we get home you need to unload all of this quickly, I called in late to work, and called you in absent, I think you should get... acquainted with you new body before school tomorrow.”
The reached home and Kyle quickly unloaded all the boxes of clothing onto the porch, as his mother drove off he stood there, feeling awkward with his new curvy self, and sighed. “Fuck.” His hand quickly slapped over his mouth, the other wagged at him, then both lowered. “All I said was fuck.” He was slapped this time, he teared up a little, one of the hands reached up and patted his cheek. “Okay, no cussing from now on, got it.” He took control of his new body and started taking the clothing into his bedroom, unpacking everything and seeing the new wardrobe he possessed, it was mostly plain and conservative clothing, he only had on pair of none heeled shoes, and he noticed how large his new bras were. “Holy sh.... crap.” One of his hands reached up and gave a thumbs up, he thought this body was supposed to try and remove him all week, but apparently it was too nice to try and do that, she was just controlling him. Kyle tried to figure out what to do now.