Jealous (AR, AP, Race Change)
"That bitch! That man stealing, fucking, black whore!" Brandi yelled. She had been with Dan for 40 years. Sure, they had never really been in love, at least, she didn't love him. But she did love his money. And for that, she had always been there for him. Mainly been on her knees, ready to suck his cock at a moments notice to pay for whatever was the newest blouse, cars, shoes, or even pair of tits. Now, it seems Dan had moved on. He was dumping her, and not just for anyone, but for her enemy Diamond. Brandi looked herself in the mirror. It simply wasn't fair. She looked at her wrinkles. Her hair, now grey. Even her massive tits that she was most proud of were finally starting to sag, and no amount of surgery could fix her. She pressed them up with her hands, and tried to smile, but finally started to cry. Then, she became angry.
Angry at Diamond, for stealing her man. Angry that she could keep her youthful looks and tight, round ass, when she couldn't. Her tits were firm and round, and stuck high up on her chest. Her face was tight and wrinkle free, and eyes shined with exotic beauty. Now, she was fucking her husband. She was using his money, the money that should have been hers. She was bouncing up and down on his cock, twerking that big whore ass she'd been blessed with. Those lips, those dark brown eyes and flawless black hair. And her husband couldn't get enough!
Even though they were the same age, age hadn't been kind to Brandi and it enraged her. It was only because of her race, because blacks don't crack, she thought. It wasn't her fault she couldn't get a bubble butt, it was genetics! "That black whore!" She screamed!
Suddenly, the world started spinning. She couldn't breathe! Frantically, she felt for her phone to call 911, but before she could dial, everything went fuzzy. She fell back, and felt as if she was sinking slowly into darkness. Suddenly, she heard a deep voice, coming from both everywhere and nowhere at the same time. "Brandi," it said. "You have lived a life of greed, hate, and selfishness. Your racism towards Diamond is misplaced. You called her a whore. We will see how you feel about that shortly... You are solely to blame for the failure of your life and your marriage, and now the life you know will end. But do not worry, you will have another chance to live a life. It may not be a good life, however, for you caused suffering in this one and so must suffer in the next. Good luck."
.... Brandi came too. She sat up, and looked around. No longer was she in her mansion. She was in a bare, white kitchen. She stood up. In front of her, was a skinny asian girl, naked. Brandi moved her hand in front of her face. The girl did the same. Brandi's jaw dropped to the floor. The girl was her! Brandi, the all American who grew up with the perfect smile, the big perfect round tits all the guys loved, and married the perfect husband, was now this! She was a flat chested, asian girl. She cried out loud, but only words in a language she didn't understand came out. Her phone was still in her hand. "I can call my husband! He'll find a way to turn me back!" she said with desperation. She flipped open the phone. Uh oh, none of the numbers looked familiar! She typed in Dan's as best she could, and clicked the dial button. It rang three times, before Diamond picked it up. Hello, Hello? Brandi said, at least, meant to say. But all that come out was sounds from a language she couldn't place! "I think you got the wrong number." said Diamond before hanging up the phone. Brandi looked at the phone in shock. Suddenly, memories flooded back of being used to service clients. She had dropped out of school, and taken to the streets. She had a lust for cock. Memories of her old life with Dan were still there, but this was her new life now. She was a Chinese, flat chested whore. This was her life now, the life she deserved.
Angry at Diamond, for stealing her man. Angry that she could keep her youthful looks and tight, round ass, when she couldn't. Her tits were firm and round, and stuck high up on her chest. Her face was tight and wrinkle free, and eyes shined with exotic beauty. Now, she was fucking her husband. She was using his money, the money that should have been hers. She was bouncing up and down on his cock, twerking that big whore ass she'd been blessed with. Those lips, those dark brown eyes and flawless black hair. And her husband couldn't get enough!
Even though they were the same age, age hadn't been kind to Brandi and it enraged her. It was only because of her race, because blacks don't crack, she thought. It wasn't her fault she couldn't get a bubble butt, it was genetics! "That black whore!" She screamed!Suddenly, the world started spinning. She couldn't breathe! Frantically, she felt for her phone to call 911, but before she could dial, everything went fuzzy. She fell back, and felt as if she was sinking slowly into darkness. Suddenly, she heard a deep voice, coming from both everywhere and nowhere at the same time. "Brandi," it said. "You have lived a life of greed, hate, and selfishness. Your racism towards Diamond is misplaced. You called her a whore. We will see how you feel about that shortly... You are solely to blame for the failure of your life and your marriage, and now the life you know will end. But do not worry, you will have another chance to live a life. It may not be a good life, however, for you caused suffering in this one and so must suffer in the next. Good luck."
.... Brandi came too. She sat up, and looked around. No longer was she in her mansion. She was in a bare, white kitchen. She stood up. In front of her, was a skinny asian girl, naked. Brandi moved her hand in front of her face. The girl did the same. Brandi's jaw dropped to the floor. The girl was her! Brandi, the all American who grew up with the perfect smile, the big perfect round tits all the guys loved, and married the perfect husband, was now this! She was a flat chested, asian girl. She cried out loud, but only words in a language she didn't understand came out. Her phone was still in her hand. "I can call my husband! He'll find a way to turn me back!" she said with desperation. She flipped open the phone. Uh oh, none of the numbers looked familiar! She typed in Dan's as best she could, and clicked the dial button. It rang three times, before Diamond picked it up. Hello, Hello? Brandi said, at least, meant to say. But all that come out was sounds from a language she couldn't place! "I think you got the wrong number." said Diamond before hanging up the phone. Brandi looked at the phone in shock. Suddenly, memories flooded back of being used to service clients. She had dropped out of school, and taken to the streets. She had a lust for cock. Memories of her old life with Dan were still there, but this was her new life now. She was a Chinese, flat chested whore. This was her life now, the life she deserved.
