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Conjunction of Wishes
By Rabbi-El Dix
Mike and I met our freshmen year in college. We became roommates for
the next three years, and afterwards we got an apartment together.
Together we had wild times and I began to think of him as the brother I
never had... until the change that is.
Mike and I were like night and day, opposites in every way imaginable.
While I was around 5'10, Mike was 6'4. I was neat. He was messy. I liked
having one girlfriend at a time. He liked having five. He always shaved his
head bald; I liked to keep mine curly.
That's where the problems came in. I decided to go back to school for my
MBA, so I had to work days and go to school and study at night. Mike on
the other hand, was happy with his bachelor's working at a local software
company. Often when I tried to study, Mike would be having sex with one
of his girlfriends.
"Hey could you keep it down over there?" I yelled banging on the
wall after walking from my desk to his door. The moaning and groaning
would stop for about five minutes then start again. The banging of the
headboard would resume, and I was pulling my hair out again.
Eventually, I'd get some studying done and go to bed. The next morning I
wake up half refreshed, because of Mike and his freak of the week, Tasha.
I sat in the kitchen eating a bowl of cereal, when his freak walked in. She
was about 5'3, chocolate brown complexion, hair done up in braids, and
blue contacts in her eyes. She smiled at me.
"Hi cutie! I could hook you up with one of my girlfriends." wearing one of
Mike's t-shirts which was straining to contain her huge breasts. It barely
covered her ass, showing me her jiggling booty and that she wore no bra.
"Taken." I said trying to keep my mind from wondering... did her
girlfriend have an awesome body like she did.
"Oh!" she trailed off noticing I was staring at her ass, "I didn't know you
were up, I would've put on some more clothes." At that moment, she
dropped a plastic cup and bent over showing me her perfectly round ass.
Mike walked in a few minutes later in a pair of gym shorts. His muscular
physique revealed for the benefit of the young lady giving her the full
view of his brown muscular chest, and chiseled abs. He smiled at me
briefly, before grabbing her ass and thrusting his tongue in her mouth.
"Hey baby." She was a horn bag but I loved looking at her and apparently
Mike loved it too.
I tried to ignore her but my erection wouldn't. "Don't mind me...I was just
about to take a shower...nice to see you again Tasha." I walked off to the
bathroom to take a nice COLD shower before work.
Work was pretty uneventful except for the fact that I nodded off a couple
of times at my PC. Fortunately, nobody saw even though my face hitting
the keyboard made a loud beep. I knew the current arrangement with Mike
was not working out; his sex life was ruining my scholastic life. At five on
the dot, I was out of the office and on a train to the University. That
particular day was the day my Global Finance class got our grades back
for the mid-term.
After class was over we finally got our test results. "Mr. Perkins..." the
Caribbean professor called my name. He handed the test back to us face
down so we couldn't be embarrassed by poor results. I went back to my
desk and quickly turned the paper over. "F", I quickly flipped the
paperback over and buried my head in my hands.
"What's wrong baby?" a hand touched my shoulder softly. I knew it was
my girlfriend Maribel from her faint accent.
Maribel and I also met in college. She's been my girlfriend ever since our
sophomore year; she still is today despite my change. I looked up and saw
her glowing face. She's a beautiful Latina with wavy black hair, hazel
eyes and full lips. "You couldn't have done that bad." she tried to comfort
me but when she turned over the paper, she flipped it back over as fast as I
did.
"Yeah, I did worse than bad." I shaking my head like my life ended.
"There's still time... I'll help you study if you want." Maribel was smiling,
which always made me feel better.
"No... you know what happens when we study together right?"
She smiled evilly, and nodded slowly, "We can do that after we finish
studying."
Whenever, Maribel and I were anywhere alone we couldn't keep our hands
off each other. That was another reason for my failing grades, when I
wasn't studying I was fucking too. Maribel was hot, half Cuban/half
Puerto Rican. It was like having a cross between Jennifer Lopez and
Gloria Estefan rolled into one. I was afraid our sex life was ruining my
grades. Some how sex and school work don't mix.
"If it wasn't for Mike fucking so much, I could study in peace...only magic
would stop that shit." I said gritting my teeth. I had only said that to shift
the subject away from Maribel and me.
"Magic huh? You believe in Santeria?" she said with a strange look in her
eye.
"I believe in anything that works," I turned to her, "Why? You know
somebody that can help me?" I said, wrapping my arm around her little
waist.
"I might, come on, let's go." she smiled again pulling me up from my desk.
We caught the train to Maribel's neighborhood, which was the
predominantly Latino section of the city. She took me to a small run down
shop, which had "Botanica" painted on the window in bright green letters.
The inside had a musty, smell of garlic coconuts, and sawdust. It was
strange to me. It had no lights on except for the candles lit around the
place. It had the atmosphere of the house at the end of the movie "Carrie."
For some reason, I wasn't afraid, I actually felt relaxed.
It looked like a funky candle shop to me; I guess magical places looked
normal on the outside. A wrinkled old woman came out the back, "Uno
momento..." she croaked as she hobbled over to us. I would have thought
she was African-American like me, until she spoke flawless Spanish,
which made me think she was Dominican.
She looked at me the most, eyeing me up and down. She said something to
me in Spanish something about "Dominicana". I couldn't understand,
Maribel answered for me, telling her I didn't speak Spanish. She nodded.
"'Tu no Dominicana, eh? Tu got Dominicana in ju." she asked looking up
at me in her little hunched way.
"No, I'm black..." I started.
"Ahhh...moreno, you look Dominican, muy guapo."
I shrugged, Maribel smiled wrapping her arm around me possessively. She
gave Maribel a knowing smile. She looked at me again smiling wider,
revealing her missing teeth.
"Ah, Mari...'dis you man, eh?"
"Si, mami..." Mari went on talking about God knows what in an animated
fashion complete with hand gestures to me. Then the old woman hobbled
off to the back. I looked at Maribel, "What did you tell her?"
"I told her about your problem...that's all."
"Is she going to help me?"
Maribel nodded, "She is going to help all three of us, I don't know how
yet."
Just then, it seemed as if out of nowhere the old woman appeared. She was
holding three candles. She put them in a brown paper bag, closed the bag
and kissed it. I thought that was simple enough. She smiled at me, "I like
tu" she held up the bag towards me, "I give special magic...fo' free"
Maribel looked excited, I looked confused.
"What is it?" I said looking at the bag she was thrusting at me.
"'Tu make wish, wit candle... all 'chu make wish, it come true." she said
grinning.
Maribel smiled, and kissed the old woman, "Gracias, mami!"
I followed suit and kissed the old woman too. Her skin was amazingly soft
like the skin of a young woman. As we turned for the door the old woman
spoke gravely, "You all be careful with tus wishes, they 'fect each
odder...dis' three they effect you all."
We both nodded, and left the shop smiling and saying "Gracias." We went
to my apartment, where we were greeted with the sounds of Mike banging
away at yet another girl. We went into my bedroom, and opened the bag
taking out two candles.
"It's wish time..." I smiled pulling out two non-descript white candles. We
both lit our candles, and made our respective wishes. I wished that Mike
would find his ideal girl so I could study, while I got more quality time
with Maribel. Maribel wished that she would be in my life forever.
With our two wishes made, and the sounds of Mike in the next room.
Maribel and I began to make love also. The dark room, and the two lit
candles gave the room the "mood." I slowly opened Maribel's white silk
blouse exposing her smallish, tan breasts held back by a white satin bra. I
lifted her into my lap, sliding her bra down. I began to suck on her little
brown nipples. There's no need to go into more detail, we eventually got to
make grunts and moans of our own.
The next morning, I grabbed a bowl of cereal and met Mike in the kitchen.
"I heard you and Maribel last night, damn you out did me." Mike smiled
looking like a black Mr. Clean. "Well we went to this shop and got these
candles...that was the best ass I've ever had."
Mike furrowed his brows, "Candles? Those scented joints?"
I shook my head, "No these were magic...you wish something about the
house, and the people you love in it and it comes true." I said with a mouth
full of frosted flakes.
"No shit? What'd you wish for?"
"That you would find some girl to make you happy, and for me to spend
quality time with Maribel... I got the quality time, now you have to find
your girl."
Mike smiled, "Man you on some soft shit, I'll never settle down..." he
rubbed his shiny baldhead.
"I got you a candle too..."
"Word...let me use that joint!! I'll blow Janetta's back out after I make my
wish!" he said rubbing his hands together talking about another girl all
together different from Tonya. I think she was a paralegal.
"It doesn't work that way, the wish you make will affect you, me and
Maribel, it has to be a simple wish."
"That's fucked up man... Alright, I'll make a simple wish."
"Okay...I'll leave the candle on the table, I'm going to spend some quality
time with Maribel."
I went and took a shower, and went over Maribel's house. We went to the
mall; I thought that was a cool way to spend some time with my baby.
Afterwards we brought some things for me, and some things for her. Then
we came back to my apartment, we studied some, and then Mike began to
pound Janetta. We couldn't study much after that, so we started watching
TV on my bed. Then, just as if the picture on the TV would scramble, it
seemed like my sight scrambled the same way for a moment. Then
everything was normal again, but it wasn't. Everything had changed. My
room seemed feminine. My bed went from Full to Queen sized. It was no
longer Spartan and sterile looking, it was more colorful and inviting.
"What's wrong?" Maribel asked looking over at me.
I shook my head and rubbed my eyes, and just continued to watch the TV.
I hadn't noticed that we had changed positions. My hand was on Maribel's
round, firm butt before now it was on my cheek, propping my head up.
"Your roommate is always fucking." Maribel looking at me "I don't know
why you picked a guy for a roommate." she said shaking her head.
"What, you want me to have a girl roommate? You'd flip..." I stopped at
the sound of my voice. It was a woman's voice. It wasn't too high or low.
It just wasn't mine.
"You know my father wouldn't let me move out, instead you moved in
with that male 'ho...I'm surprised he hasn't tried to fuck you yet."
"Why would he want to do that, we've been boys since..." I started.
"You've been "boys" since freshman year right? Ever since you lived
across the hall from each other in the dorm right?" Maribel rolled her
hazel eyes. "He treats you like a guy so that he can fuck you... you're his
dream girl."
This had to be a dream or something strange I thought. The wish, Mike
must've made a stupid wish. It affected us all, just not in the way I
expected.
I had to see what kind of damage Mike had done. When Maribel said,
"You're his dream girl." I got up and bolted to the bathroom. I just knew he
wished me into some slut like he was used to being with.
I expected to be greeted by the reflection of a dark skinned woman
with big boobs, sort of a black version of a cross between Pamela Lee and
Carmen Electra. Instead I was mildly shocked, I wasn't a drop-dead
gorgeous woman out of a guy like Mike's wet dream. I looked very similar
to the actress Nia Long. I wasn't what anyone would call a "dime" or a
"10", but I was cute.
I was about 5'5 and 110lbs. Hair cut in a conservative boy-cut in an ironic
twist of fate. My skin tone was a few shades lighter than the paper bag
brown it was before this change. My lips were fuller, and everything
seemed wrong with my body, because it was. My fairly muscular arms
became fairly muscular legs. My hips were much wider, my fingers and
hands were smaller, more delicate. The reflection of a reflection of a Nia
Long look alike with her mouth slightly agape was now me.
"Oh Shit!" I spoke for the first time really noticing how womanly my
voice sounded. It wasn't high like my youthful innocent looks would be. It
was more like a temptress' alto.
I pulled up my T-shirt to reveal fairly nice looking breasts, maybe about a
36B. I wasn't really surprised at this. When I pulled down my Lycra tights
and panties, what greeted me "down there" wasn't a surprise either. I found
a dark, well-trimmed patch of pubic hair. I slid my new hands down
between my legs for a little exploration, and was greeted by wetness.
When I raised my hand up to smell myself, I was in for the shock of my
life. Blood was on my hand. I caught my first period while playing with
myself.
"DAMN!!" was all I could say, well shout really.
Maribel ran to the door, "What's wrong girlfriend?"
"I think I got my...period."
"Oh shit! You out of tampons!?"
"Yeah I think so..." I said looking around for a box that I was once
ashamed of, but now needed.
"Ok...I'll get you some." I heard the door slam and someone run out.
About fifteen minutes later she came back with a box of tampons. She
thrust the box through a crack in the door. Blood was slowly trickling out,
I quickly read the instructions and put the tampon in. I was too ashamed
and scared to tell Maribel "I used to be your boyfriend, you have to show
me how this is done." So I decided to act like this was the way everything
should be, like this was normal. The tampon actually felt like the reverse
of sex, like my outsides were on the inside. I cleaned the bathroom up and
went back out.
Maribel had put the "Color Purple" in the VCR. I never quite understood
that movie, but now somehow I found things funny I didn't before.
Maribel made some tea and we drank in while we watched the movie.
"Girl, I'm so jealous..." Maribel spoke while we watched the movie.
"Jealous of what?
"You were the only one to get an A in Dr. Webber's class!"
Was this the class I was failing? How was I the only one to get an A? His
class was one of the hardest MBA courses in the University. I found
myself getting more and more curious about this "new" life I was in. I
pulled out a photo album to see the changes in there. Maybe I would be
able to get a picture of who I should be acting like.
The pictures gave me not only details of who I was but a second memory.
All the pictures of the old me were replaced by the new me, doing
something femininely parallel. The picture of me holding a karate trophy
when I was eight turned into a picture of me holding a ballet trophy with a
little pink tutu. The picture of me receiving the winning pass in the high
school state football final turned into me making the winning shot on the
girls' basketball team. The picture of me posing in my football uniform in
college turned into me posing in a girl's tracksuit. I was able to tell
Maribel all the interesting stories from my new life.
One picture truly troubled me, the picture of me and Mike play-wrestling
together with me holding Mike in a headlock had changed into Mike
holding me firmly around the waist with him behind me. The odd thing
was the memories I got from this picture. I remembered how hard he was
and how his penis was rubbing up against me. We almost had sex that
night. I shuddered, but I wasn't sure if it was repulsion or excitement.
Half way through the movie Mike and his bimbo stopped having sex. She
must've gone home because Mike came in to bother us. He was wearing
nothing but a pair of tight, white boxer briefs. His dark body was
glistening wet after his hot shower. He stopped in the door, "Sealy! Shave
me dammit!!" he was trying to quote lines from the movie. Mari and I
threw pillows at him and called him corny. But I got a good look at his
body. He looked like a dark prince standing in the door. His massive pecs,
chiseled six-pack stomach, even his chocolate legs were cut with muscle.
But what I was really looking at was the massive bulge in his underwear. I
think both Mari and I were staring at it before we threw the pillows at him.
He was joking around, but he wanted me to help him shave his head.
"After the movie, I'll do it!" I yelled after him as he moved out of the way
of the flying pillows.
"Damn girl!! Did you see that? He's packing in down there!!" Mari said in
her loud but lovable way.
We finished watching the movie and it was about 11pm, so Mari made her
way home. I was alone with Mike and a bunch of conflicted feelings. He
came back in the bedroom wearing a pair of basketball shorts that were
doing nothing to hide that big bulge.
"You ready?" his voice sounded so good, so deep.
"Let me get ready for bed first," I said, making up an excuse not to look at
him.
"I'll be in the bathroom..." he turned and left a few moments later I heard
the water running in the bathroom, he was getting ready.
A strange thought popped in my mind. I wanted to seduce him, I wanted to
wear something sexy and revealing while I shaved his head. I fought that
thought, and put on a tank top and cut-off gym shorts, I put on a bandana
so that I wouldn't mess up my hair when I slept. It was scary how much
my second memory let me know about what I "should" be doing.
"Ready?" I said standing in the door, with my hands on my hips.
"My little wife's gonna shave me..." he said with a smile I'd never seen.
I felt funny inside, warm, like this was the way it should be. He shouldn't
be having sex with these "hoochie-mamas" he should be with me. I knew
how he really was inside. I could calm him down. I slapped him on the
back of the head.
"More like mama's gonna shave her little boy...you act like you're twelve
sometimes."
He just smiled looking into my eyes. I felt an urge to kiss him, "Sit down
so I can reach your tall ass." I had to change the subject, it felt so right, but
it couldn't be.
He sat down on the floor in front of the toilet and I sat on the stool. I never
realized how sensual a woman shaving a man could be. I slowly lathered
his head up, making sure I rubbed shaving cream from his hairline down
to his neckline. Then I slowly began to shave with the grain starting at the
top working my way to the sides and back. Every gentle push I gave his
head he eagerly responded with a slow movement in the direction I
pushed. Finally, I wiped the leftover cream off his head and dried it.
"Smooth as a baby's bottom." I smiled, thinking of what our children
would look like.
Then I kissed his head. I don't know why, but it felt right for the moment.
He turned around and looked at me, slowly standing up. I slowly stood up
in response, he was so much taller than me. I felt so eager. He leaned over
and kissed me. It all felt so good, I felt so warm and safe in his arms.
"I've been waiting for this for a long time..." he grunted and he picked me
up sitting me down on the sink.
I spread my legs instinctively, so he could get at me better. He slowly
pulled off my tank top, revealing my erect brown nipples. He gently
massaged my breasts, which felt so good. It seemed like the more sensitive
he got with me, the more sensitive I felt! I began to moan softly as he
kissed on my neck, moving down to my shoulders. Finally he got to my
breasts, he sucked very gently. I wanted to cry out, but I was afraid, I was
playing the role too well. Besides I didn't want to moan like one of his
girls, I wouldn't give him the satisfaction. He began to ease his hands
down to the elastic band of my shorts. The tampon!
I quickly grabbed his hands. I felt ashamed; especially if he found out I
was on my period. "Mike, no...We can't do this." I said looking into his
eyes.
Mike looked shocked, "Why not?" this had never happened before, and he
was rarely turned down. Now I could see why. "We've been friends for a
long time...I don't want to mess that up."
He shook his head quickly, "No, no...I...this wouldn't ruin it!"
I knew he was lying, but a thought popped into my head. I was dating
someone, so was he? I could use that on him. "We're both seeing
somebody, I don't want to cheat on Ronnie." He looked dumbstruck for a
moment, I had him; whatever he said at this moment would be wrong.
"They don't have to know..." he said realizing his mistake as soon as he
said it. He closed his eyes and tried to speak.
"Oh, so I'm some kind of cheap in-house pussy, huh?"
"No, that's...not ...what I meant..." he said trying to choose his words
carefully.
"Move!" I said pushing off the edge of the sink stamping off into the
bedroom.
I found myself getting up an hour earlier to get myself ready for work.
Mike was still asleep. I found myself eating a poached egg and toast
instead of cereal. I put on a navy pantsuit with a white silk scarf. I looked
at my new face, which looked so much like Nia Long and nothing like the
old me for a long moment. Something in me was different that day; I felt
as if everything had been normal that night. I didn't realize I was changing.
I went off to work as usual.
Work went by pretty uneventful, I found guys looking at me much more
but that's about it. I wasn't really thinking about them because I was
thinking about Mike all day. I knew if we had another encounter like that,
I wouldn't be able to hold him off. The only thing that stopped me before
was my period.
I went to school after work, and found I was now one of the best students!
I couldn't believe it. Reality continued to shift. It seemed as if it were
shifting around me as I went about my day. Now that I think about it, it
had to be because I accepted the change so willingly. My body began to
change too.
The day of my change I had a "nice" body. My breasts were a little on the
small side, I was what you would call athletic. I noticed today my breasts
were now 36C's, and my hips had filled out to 36 inches. I still looked like
Nia Long, but now I looked like Nia Long with a stripper's body. I felt
sexier with the changes. I was becoming just the type of woman Mike
loved, but I seemed to be keeping my brain (Though it was a female
version!).
The next week went by, and was pretty uneventful. My period stopped and
I felt hungry for a man. Mari and I went to the gym. On the stair machine
Mari asked me in-between pants, "I see going to the Botanica worked!"
I raised my eyebrow; did she know what had happened to me? "Not in the
way I expected..." I said sounding a little down.
"Yeah, your tits did get kinda big... but you "look" like Mike's ideal
woman!" she almost screamed out in her Latina accent.
Reality had changed. She didn't know who I was before. I knew I was
stuck. I might as well go home to Mike and make it official. I felt a tingle
in my crotch at the thought of being with Mike. "Yeah girl. I'm gonna
whip it on him!" I said almost as loud as Mari.
I went home after my workout. Mike came home soon after from playing
basketball. He was still sweaty; I felt even more turned on by this
gorgeous, sweaty, ebony man wearing a tank top and sweatpants that
revealed the huge bulge in his crotch. "Hey sexy..." I said in a sweet voice
as he entered. It was time for some real "Love Jones."
I had on some tight, cotton cutoffs and a cutoff sweatshirt. My brown legs
were exposed and well oiled. My stomach was tight from the workout I
had just done. I was going to knock his socks off.
"Hey" he said eyeing me like a hungry man does his supper.
"I got you a little present... I hope you like it." I said looking down at the
floor, looking submissive.
"What's the occasion?" he said looking surprised.
"It's just something I wanted you to have..." I said as I removed my top
exposing my erect dark brown nipples.
"Ohh...well I have something I wanted you to have too..." he said
removing his sweatpants and underwear exposing his erect dark brown
member.
"Looks like we're in the giving mood tonight." I said dropping to my knees
before him, like a priestess praying to a god.
Not much else was said that night.
I started my giving him the best blowjob of his life. He moaned and
moaned, running his fingers through my hair gently. I sucked until my
jaws hurt.
Just as he was about to explode, he pulled me up, "I want to do it inside
you." he whispered.
He laid me up on the counter in the kitchen pulling down my shorts. He
slowly slid his massive wand into me. I wanted to scream out; instead I
ripped his tank top and began to suck on his chest. He began to pump
slowly at first. His strokes became longer and harder.
I pulled his bald head to my chest and he began to suck on my Hershey
kiss like nipples. I came first and I actually saw stars!! By this point he
was pounding away at me like a beast. I felt a warm squirt, then another,
and another. He began to slow down at this point.
My first time was a fifteen-minute quickie!! It was one of best experiences
I had though. The next morning I woke up in Mike's huge arms. I felt so
protected, and so good. I found myself just staring at him as he slept. He
woke up and said, "You know I didn't plan for it to be like this," he said
sounding apologetic.
"Oh baby... Its okay, I wanted it too." I mistook his meaning.
"I wished I'd live with Nia Long, my dream girl... I didn't expect you to
turn into her!"
He knew everything that happened. "Well...none of us knew this would
happen, Maribel doesn't know... she made a simple wish." I said
thoughtfully.
"I'm happy that you're this way... I get the best of both worlds, my best
friend in the body of a beautiful woman." he smiled. It's strange, but I
didn't care. I was happy this way.
"Well baby... I can't argue because I like being this way." I said kissing
him softly.
"I guess you might as sleep with me from now on." he said looking for a
response.
"Might as well... Mrs. Michael Leigh has a nice ring to it." I said seeing
his shocked response.
"I guess I can't argue," Mike looked at me with a smile, "you are the
woman of my dreams... come here baby." he said, pulling me close,
kissing on my neck.
Six months later here we are, living together, Maribel moved in with us.
She is my best friend, and I still love her (like a sister). Mike and I are
getting married in August in Jamaica.
I'm waiting until I get established as a CPA before I even think about
having a baby. I get my MBA in May!! I'm getting all kinds of offers from
firms. Raven & Sharonna look the most promising though. So that's what
happens when there is a conjunction of wishes. Somehow everybody ends
up happy!
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