"Kyle? What...what..." Dwight gasped as his best friend transformed into an object from his darkest sexual desires. Kyle Perkins - a boy he'd known for his whole life - had become an adult woman. A skanky, slutty Mexican stripper and prostitute who WANTED him. It would have been his darkest dream come true...if it hadn't happened to his best friend.
"Who ess Kyle, gringo? Why ju ess wantin' heem, when Esmeralda ess here? Come to me, gringo. I am here to fuck ju brains out..."
She reached out to him, and drew him to her. He wanted to stop her...but he'd imagined a woman just like this doing this to him. He was only 16 years old (he'd been held back one year when he'd missed a month of school due to illness), but when this fantasy woman...this whore who his best friend had been changed into...pulled his pants down, and wrapped her lips around him cock...he stopped struggling. He looked around at Roger and Kevin...and closed his eyes.
With his eyes closed, Dewight experienced his first blowjob.
It was amazing and wonderful, and he couldn't imagine anything better than this. His best friend was gone...but what had replaced him...had replaced him.
The phone rang.
It rang again.
And again.
Esmeralda stopped for a moment - stopped sucking on the cock of the young gringo boy she loved and wanted to fuck - and said to the other two "Ees one of ju two gonna get dat, or ess I gonna have to?"
Roger picked up the phone, and asked "Hello?...uh, Dwight...it's Jennifer Smith. She says..."
Esmeralda snatched the phone away from the boy, and hissed in sudden fury "Who da fuck ju theenk ju is, bitch? Ju tryin' to steal Esmerelda's man, hey? Well, fuck ju, cunt! He belong to Esmeralda, ju fuckin' gringo beech, an' I gonna fuck heem all night long! Is ju got dat, beech?"
Esmeralda spat and cursed for a few minutes in Spanish, then handed the phone to Dwight. "I tell dat cunt a ting or two, huh? She know you private stock now, gringo. Hey...what ees ju name?"
Kyle looked at her...her huge tits...big ass...soft, brown skin and tumble of thick, dark hair...
"Uh...Dwight Simpson."
She grinned, lit a cigarette, and said "Den I ees gonna be Esmeralda Seempson some day, D'wight. I ees liking ju name, lover. Eet is so manly...an' handsome."
Dwight swallowed, as his dream girl took his cock in her hand, and jerked him off with one hand while smoking with the other. She was clearly in love with him...just as he'd always fantasized she would be.
"Hello?"
"Well, poor Kyle sounds like a real beaner whore, Dwight! Is that what you fantasize about? You fucking perv..."
"Transform or Dare, you witch!" Dwight suddenly shouted.
"Wh...what?"
"You heard me, bitch! You just killed my best friend...twisted him into someone nobody will recognize...and you deserve to be punished. Transform or dare! Trans...oh...uh...OH...!"
Esmeralda smiled as her young lover came, and she aimed his penis into her mouth, swallowing all that he provided. Then she stubbed out her cigarette into a paper plate, and took off her top, exposing huge, brown boobs the size of honeydew melons. She shook then in his face, and was pleased by the look of stunned, instant NEED that came over him. She wrapped her boobs around his cock, and started to titty-fuck him.