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Dale thought life couldn't get any better. On his 17th birthday, his folks got him an IROC. He had clothes, money, and when he graduated his Dad was going to make him a full brother in the KKK. Dale made like awful for any black kid in his high school. The Principal was one of his Dad's best friends. Everything was going his way. Till the week Marc and Pam DeCroy enrolled in Dale's school. The DeCroys had moved to Georgia after their father's home in the French Quarters of New Orleans had been destroyed in the floods. They were very dark and these were the kind of people Dale hated. "That uppity nigger just don't know his place." Dale told his friends after Marc stopped him from shaking down a black sophomore for his lunch money. When Marc got between them Dale pulled out a knife, but Marc was fast and had been captain of his former school's wrestling team. In no time the bully was on the ground looking at the knife Mark had broken. Dale plotted his revenge. After school he followed Pam and forced her into an alley, where he was going to rape her. As Dale had pulled her underwear off Marc appeared as if by magic. Dale ran away before Marc could hit him. "Tomorrow you will learn respect!" Marc yelled after him. That night as he went to bed Dale figured he would take his gun to school and show the nigger who was boss. When he woke up he noticed that he was no longer on his soft bed but on a hard floor. The air was close with the odor of shit, piss and sweat. As he tried to move he found he was bound down by chains, and all around him he was surrounded by others. There was only a small flame flickering about 20 feet away, so he could not make out more then the shapes of the others chained with him. Dale screamed, he was so upset, his voice sounded different under the stress. A man came over an poured a bucket over Dale. "Quite or ye get another bathe!" Dale screamed again. The man poured another bucket on him, but this time it smelled of pee. Dale stayed quite for what seemed like hours, until a hatch opened from above. The light was almost blinding, as his eyes adjusted he could see the people all around him were black, then as he looked at his arm he saw the skin on it was black too. Several men came down the hatch in old fashioned sailor suits. They unlocked the negros and stared bringing them out of the hold. "What are you doing to me I'm really a white man?" Dale thought he yelled but even to his own ears what he said sounded like gibberish. Only some of the negros seemed to understand what he had said, and they were laughing. He was dragged up on deck trying to adjust his eyes to the light. As his eyes focused he saw he was walking down the plank of an old sailing ship to what looked like the set of a Hollywood movie. the streets were dirt, everyone was dressed in funny old fashioned clothes. The clothes he was wearing were dirty rags and his arms and feet were black. He and the others were taken into a large wooden building, as he passed through the doorway he saw a sign. Auction in 2 days, 135 men, 54 boys, and 158 women. Mansfield Slave Auctions. Dale was taken into a room with 50 other negros and his clothes were riped of of him, with the biggest shock of all, he no longer had a penis. There was nothing there but hair.and as he started looking back up his pecks were replaced by firm rounded breasts. Dale realized that he had to pee. There was a bucket in the corner the others had used. Dale swatted down and pissed with a good part going down dale's leg. He/she started to sob. Dale was taken to a large tub and scrubbed down with harsh soap, given a white robe, then she was put in a room with straw on the floor with all the other women who were going to be sold. She cried and cried, till someone brought in some food, she had forgotten how hungry she was. She tried to thank the man who gave her the food, but he looked at her as if she was speaking gibberish. After the man left one of the older women came up to her and said,"You have nothing to thank him for daughter, don't you realize what is going to happen to us? The white devils have taken us from our family we will never see Africa again." "I don't understand what you are talking about," Dale replied in disgust. I'm a white man." "Daughter, what are you talking about?" the older woman said. Dale broke down and tried to tell her of her life as a man. The oldest woman walked over she was at least 60 with tattoos piercings and the saggiest breasts Dale had ever seen , "You have a voodoo spell on you. My husband was a medicine man, and I see the remnants of the spell in your Ora. You will never have you old life back. This is a punishment for living a very bad life. You will remain this way until you are humble or dead. "Humble?" Dale asked, "Humble for what?" "I hope you learn but it will take many years," the 60 year old said, then walked away. Dale ate her bread, she was still hungry and wanted more. It seemed like she had never been so hungry even as a teenage boy. "The curse even took away my ability to speak english, at least I can still understand it," she thought. She saw a small bread crust on the floor and ate it, then ate every crumb she could find, that seemed to help a little, then came sleep. Dale awoke with a wet sticky feeling on her thighs. Her robe was stained with blood, and she was still a black woman. She cried out in fear,"I'm bleeding, help me!" The medicine man's wife came over to her and said in a calming voice,"You have so much to learn about being a woman, this is just your period, it will come every full moon for you until you are old." "My stomach hurts too, so hungry, so sore," Dale moaned. "Child all women have discomfort during their cycle, but the hunger seems to be part of your curse." "This isn't fair!" Dale cried out, "I can't even pee without sitting down. I am not a nigger bitch!" and Dale started to hit the old woman. "CRACK!" The sound resounded in the air, and Dale felt a stinging pain on her back. Then 2 more blows from the whip followed. "That's enough," the one guard said to the other. "If we mark her up too badly we won't get as much money for her. Better clean her up for the auction tomorrow." Dale just laid herself on the floor shivering. The next morning the auction began,Dale was brought out on the platform hands tied behind her back. The bidding started at $100. Dale was sold for $220, this upset her until she heard that the old medicine man's wife sold for $75. She was taken away in a carriage by a stout looking man with gray whiskers. After an hour she saw the plantation, it was a beautiful 3 story brick building with large white columns in front. He lead her out back to a run down wooden building. "Come here Mac, I have a new nigger to help pick the cotton. Get her in the field, and teach her some english." The stout man said. "Yas sir, boss. she be picken as soons as Iz gets her some workin clothes.", Mac replied. "Waz her name, master?" "I think I'll call her Ruth, how's that sound Mac." "Yas sir boss that a fine name," Mac said, as he picked her off the carriage and lead her to the shack. "Master, wantz this girl out in the field, git her dressed an workin, Annie." A thin woman with Gray hair and no teeth, took Dale to a pile of old clothes. The clothes were old and ragged but at least there were some rags Dale/Ruth could use to help control the flow of blood from her period. Annie gave her some scraps from breakfast that Dale greedily ate. Then Annie grabbed 2 baskets and took Dale out into the field. "Yo is gonna be pickin Cotton wid me Ruth, yo understand?" Annie asked. Dale tried to say yes but Annie didn't understand Dale's new language, and Dale couldn't say yes in english anymore, so Dale shook her head yes. Dale picked the cotton for an hour or so, then when she thought no one was looking she decided to slip away. There was a pond near by so she stopped for a drink of water. There she finally saw what she looked like. The black face looking back at her disgusted her, but this was now her face. She could have been Pam's twin.The nightmare finally hit home. She started running to the road. Mac saw he and yelled for her to stop. Dale put on more speed, but it wasn't enough. Mac caught her and held her to the ground. His great size was more then enough to hold down a skinny teenage girl. "Da Boss gonna take care of yo nigger," he spat out as he carried her back to the house with one arm. "Master, dis new nigger try runs away," Mac told the gray haired man. "She's new give her 5 lashes but if she does it again give her 10, then put her back in the field," her owner said. Mac took her to the Foreman and Dale screamed with each crack of the whip. Then she was placed in the field until sunset picking cotton,her hands were raw and stinging. "This must be what Hell is like. The only good thing is my period is finally over," Dale thought after she had been picking cotton for almost a week. The only enjoyment she had playing with her breasts and fingering her pussy at night. Her breasts were as large as the girl she used to fuck when she was a boy. She would rub her nipples and wonder what it would be like to have them sucked. Other then that eating was the only other thing she could look forward to, she wondered how much better the food her owners ate. As she was eating the gray haired man came into the shack with Mac. "Mac my boy we are going to make some extra money with this one. I figure you should be able to get a baby a year out of her, maybe more. I heard the president isn't going to be letting anymore slave ships come to America anymore. Annie is to old so you put Ruth in a motherly way." Mac just smiled. As the old man walked out Mac took Dale by the arm to his room. Dale tried to get away but Mac pinned her down. As he removed his pants Dale saw the largest uncircumcised penis she ever saw. It was over a foot long and as wide as her wrist. He pulled of her makeshift underpants, and got on top of her. "I luvs ma job," Mac said as he thrust himself in her. She screamed in pain as his huge pecker broke her cherry and thrust into her tight vagina. She lay there crying as his cum dripped out of her pussy. She sat up to leave, Mac pushed her down and raped her 2 more times. 8 months later her belly was large and covered in stretch marks. Her breasts had swelled to more then double their size, and when she would lean down milk squirted from her nipples. All day she would sweat in the sun, at night she wished Mac would have sex with her once again. After her beaver got used to the size of Mac's cock she started to enjoy it, but now master told Mac he would have to wait till after the child was born to have sex with her again. She gave birth to twins 5 weeks later. She thought the pain was worse the being hit in the nuts. But as she pushed the first one out she felt good inside, she had given life. The clothes she wore before she was pregnant no longer fit as her hips and breasts had grown with the pregnancy. At least Mac was making love to her again. But she noticed that his dick wasn't as tight in her cunt. Over the next 15 years she gave birth to 12 more children. Though each birth was less painful as her pussy loosened, when the master would sell one of her children the pain was worse than the whip. She finally could speak english again but she sounded like Buckwheat from the "Lil Rascals." She hated the whip, and was often wiped for stealing food. Then one day she cried to the Foreman, "Pleaze boss, if you don't beat me I will make it worth your while." When her pussy was tighter he would be satisfied with sex, but at this point he told Dale that her cunt was like a large jelly jar, and he wasn't interested. "Please boss not the whip! I know you will like this." Then she pulled off his pants and gave him a blow job. The Foreman had never even known that there was such a thing. With that he would bring her food and whiskey for oral sex. Dale was now well over 200 lbs and growing. As time went on Dale got to move into the house as the master's daughter in law Mary had given birth but did not lactate. Dale became Mary's servant and wet nurse. Dale preferred have babies suckling to picking cotton. Dale got orgasms from the babies sucking her huge breasts, and although she could now suck them herself it felt better to have someone else sucking them. Her dark nipples were over 5 inches in diameter and an inch long when erect. Dale was the happiest she had been since becoming a woman until one day as she helped Mary on with her corset. As Dale tightened the laces she said,"Missy Mary, why yous wear that thing every day, it surely not comfortable. "And end up with saggy old breasts like yours Ruth?", Mary laughed. Dale realized that in all her 25 years as a woman she had never had any support on her tremendous cleavage. With all the hard work she had done in the fields with her breasts swinging to and fro and over 20 years of breast feeding, she was saggier than the old woman from the slave auction. She even wondered if in the 21st century anyone even made a bra big enough for a 42 year old mammy like her. She looked in the mirror, years of working in the sun and weighing almost 300 lbs and gray streaks in her hair she looked more like 60. She hadn't been aloud to use a razor and the hair on her legs was thick. The hair in her armpits ran down to the beginning of her breasts. The master wasn't even using her for babies anymore because the slaves no longer wanted an old woman when there were teenagers available. At least the foreman still enjoyed blow jobs, but how much longer would that last? Dale went to bed crying. When she woke up the next morning she heard a familiar voice she hadn't heard in a long time, it said, "Dale, it's time to get up for school son." Dale was home again in the 21st century. As Dale's eyes opened, there was the old room. Then Dale got out of bed and looked in the mirror. A middle aged black woman looked back, and then she cried. As Dale looked in the mirror crying, a hand lay on her shoulder. "It's alright sister," said a voice that she hadn't heard in a very long time. She turned and saw the man she was before all this happened. Then the voice said, "So this is what I would have become, you have lead your hard life, did you learn anything? Because your curse is not yet over. You must hide until after your father leaves, or he will hurt you. Go to the St. Mary Mission and wait." Dale hid in the closet, while her old self began dressing. She was almost as scared as when she realized she had turned into a black woman at the slave auction. Her father had never let a negro into his house, if he found a large naked black women in there he would shoot first. "Come on boy, you gotta teach that coondawg a lesion, gotta keep em in their place. God damn Jew liberals makin' um think they got rights. Well we'll show them," her father yelled through the door. "I'll show them alright Dad. Can you give me a lift to school, my car is acting up," said the white Dale, as he walked out of the room. Black Dale stepped out of the closet as soon as they left. She needed clothes, she needed money, but most of all she was hungry. The only thing it the house that would fit her was her father's bathrobe, and that was tight at the arms and didn't come close to covering her enormous belly. She had to get a large bath towel and hold it in place with a rope. She found half a chicken in the icebox and washed it down with orange juice. She had forgotten how much she loved orange juice. She had forgotten how much she missed modern plumbing. While in the bathroom she grabbed a razor and some shaving cream. Then she filled her pockets with as much food as she could, fearing her father could be back at any minute. She got a pair of sneakers from her room, they were loose but they would have to do. Finally she took all the money she could find it was only $38, but it would get her across town. It was 6 blocks to the nearest bus stop, but it seamed much farther, as she heard people taunt her about her outfit, how fat she was, or her hairy legs. A block before the buss stop she saw a Krispy Cream outlet. She couldn't help herself she hadn't had donuts or fresh coffee in 25 years. As she walked in the woman at the counter started snickering, but the counter woman almost burst out laughing when Dale said, "Pleaze missie Iz wants a dozen dougnuts 'an a large coffee." Dale didn't realize that she was still talking like she was on the plantation. She almost ran out of the store but the smell of the donuts kept her a prisoner. She put he food down at a table in the back and swallowed about 7 donuts in less then 5 minutes. Her breasts were sore and extra heavy because she hadn't suckled a child since last night. She went into the bathroom and locked the door. She had to suckle herself to remove all the milk. while she was in there she shaved her legs and arm pits for the very first time. She left the sink full of hair but at least she felt a little more human, though it felt very strange where she had shaved. She took the remaining donuts, and left the shop for the bus stop. While waiting for the bus she ate her remaining food finally feeling full, but by the time she had gotten off the buss she was hungry again. On the way to the mission she stopped and ate a small pizza with a coke. When she finally got to the mission a woman with a kindly face welcomed her in saying, "What's your name dear." "Ruth uh Dale," Dale really wasn't quite sure at this point, "May Iz pleaze stay here, there no place for me ta go." The kindly woman introduced herself as Liz, and asked if she would like some new clothes or a shower. Of course Dale wanted to shower first, it had been so long since she had a real hot shower. The water felt like kisses on her breasts as she lathered them up, and she was feeling almost horny as she rubbed her beaver with a wash cloth. Then came a shock the hair on her legs and pits was back, thicker then before. "How can this be?" she thought, but remembered that she was still under the curse. She dried herself off and proceeded to put on some real clothes. The bra was way to small to fit her, she looked at the tag in the back 46dd. "My God I'm a cow!" The panties were tight but felt so much softer then used petticoats she used to wear. At least her dress was a better fit and felt so good against her breasts and belly compared to her slave clothes. "I'm sorry," said Liz, "But we really don't have much underwear for large women, its the best I could to." Dale thanked her for her kindness. After supper she went to bed wondering what would happen next. The dorm room needed a paint job, and some of the other women there seemed worse of then her, but This was Dale's happiest moment in a very long time. The next morning came the greatest surprise, when Liz told he she had visitors. In came Pam, Marc, and an older black gentleman. The gentleman spoke, "Aunt Dale are you alright, you must have skipped your medicine yesterday. I have your pills right here you can take them after breakfast." Dale just looked at them in shock, realizing she didn't have a lot of other options. They got into a car and the gentleman introduced himself as Arlo McCroy. He looked at Dale and said" My God, you look so much like my late Mother- in-law. I understand you know my children. We will go to my house for breakfast and to talk." They arrived at an old victorian house with a large wrap around porch and turrets, and proceeded into the kitchen. The woman already in the kitchen dropped the dish she was holding and shrieked, "MOTHER! but how?" "Ask your son," Arlo said. Marc explained about the fight and the attempted rape "...........so I remembered the story Grandpa told about the man who lynched his father, and how he sent him to live as a Jew in Nazi Germany. " Marc's Father smiled and said, "Very true, after being in a concentration camp, he realize that all people have certain rights and became part of 'Amnesty International.' Yes it certainly made him a better person. And the curse doesn't work unless the punishment fits the crime, but why did you choose your Grandmother." Marc laughed, "Well more like my Great, Great, Great, Great, Great Grandmother. I figured if Dale became part of the family she would realize bigotry is an ugly thing. " Marc's Mother Faith asked Dale to tell what had happened to her. Dale told everything from waking up on the slave ship to the journey to the DeCroy house. Then Dale sobbed, "Does you know what happened to my babies after they were sold?" "Some of them one of your decedents was Rosa Parks, and Jackie Robinson. Your family has done great things toward racial equality," said Marc. "Iz was so wrong to look down on peoples because of da color of their skin, can you ever forgive me for what ?" Dale begged. Arlo and Marc went in the other room to talk, while Faith asked Dale questions about like in the old south. After about 90 minutes the men came back in the room. "The curse is still not done with you yet, you must go out into the world and help make it a better place. You may not change the appearance of anything on your body that can be seen or felt other then brushing your teeth or cutting your hair. This means you can not even use makeup, or even pluck your eyebrows. This will help teach you that people are prejudges about things that we cannot control. You must help end hate and ignorance. To help you, your voice will now sound sweet and wise, what is inside you will once again be young strong and fertile. You will live a very long time. Choose your path wisely as either you will live a long lonely life, or a long life full of love and hope.," said Arlo. Then Marc said, "In other words inside you are 17 again and you won't sound like a character from 'Huck Finn' any more.." "This is a great gift, use it wisely. You may stay with us, as we are family, but you must go out into the world and get a job." "First we must get you some clothes," Faith said. "No first we have to eat," said Dale, The she whispered to Faith, "And my breasts are sore, I need to drain them." After lunch Faith took Dale to the mall, getting shoes and sox was easy. There was only one store that had clothes that would fit Dale. Faith realized that Dale was a larger woman then her mother as they shopped for underwear. The panties were easy enough to find but bras were a different story. The largest Bra at the store was a 48 H industrial strength model and it was tight. They ordered a 48 I ,that would come in sometime in the next week. Dale didn't mind, the bra was a wonder of engineering. It was the first time her breasts didn't waddle all over the place when she walked. The bra was heavy on her shoulders, but now she could skip and jump without losing balance. Her breasts felt so much better cradled in cotton rather then rubbing around loose in old ruff clothing. The final stop was at the pharmacy where she got a breast pump to help with her lactating, as well as some feminine products. It was more comfortable using the breast pump but Dale missed having someone sucking on her over sized nipples. And the kotex would work so much better the stuffing rags in her petticoat. It was decided Dale should take on the identity of one of the missing from the New Orleans flooding. As she had few job skills for the real world and no high school diploma, she ended up as a cleaning woman. Arlo wrote on her letter of recomandation, "Will work like a slave." Soon she had 5 different houses to clean, and was well liked by all her employers. Within a month Dale was in her own small apartment. She had grown to 320 lbs. And was still always hungry ,but had never been happier, but she was horny and what man would want her. She went to the adult bookstore and bought a vibrator and some oil. That night she rubbed the oil all over herself and tried the vibrator. Her pussy got warm and wet as she teased her clit with it. It felt soooo good but it was way too small for her beaver. All the children she had stretched her. If her belly wasn't in the way she could have put her hand in it halfway to her elbow. The next pay, she made a trip to the bookstore again and bought the largest vibrator they had. After she paid for it, she heard the clerk say to her co-worker, "Yeah, that fat bitch was in here last week, no wonder she needs a vibrator. I mean who in their right mind would fuck that, even if she wore a bag on her head." "You would have to strap a board on your ass to keep from falling in," said her co-worker, "Couldn't pay me enough to do her." Dale ran to the bus crying. It was a hot summer, and Dale would have given anything to go swimming, but where would she find a suit in her size? She had learned that although a big fat ol' mammy was normal in the old south, in the 21st century she was like a leper to some people. If she went to a pool with her fat, flabby, hairy, legs and arms she wouldn't be able to bear the comments. Didn't people realize she was a human being needing to be loved? Needing to do the things normal people did? Oh to go skinny dipping in the old creek again. All she could do was sit back and eat another bag of chips. She met Faith one day at the K.F.C. and while they were in line waiting to order they heard, "Probably won't be any chicken left after that fat assed nigger gets there." A familiar voice laughed, "Get to the end of the line coon, leave some chicken for us white folks." Dale turned around to see it was her Father and one of his Klan buddies. Dale felt like she was back with the foreman and his whip. Faith had turned to see who could say such a cruel thing, looking Dale's Father in the eye. Faith said, "Looking at your belly you have no right to talk." "No nigger talks like that to me," yelled Dale's Father. Trying to sound calm Faith said, "I am not a nigger, I am one of God's children, and we are all equal under his eye." "Fuck you yard ape! I'll teach you some respect!" Dales Dad said as he slapped her. His Father's friend went in for the next blow, but Faith kneed him in the groin, and he fell to the floor. Dale's Father grabbed Faith by the hair, gave her the evil eye and said, "Your gonna pay dearly bitch. He pulled back his fist to hit her again. Suddenly Dale was no longer scared. She grabbed her father's arm and twisted it behind his back. "Tell her you you are sorry." "Never you fat nigger cunt!" Dale twisted his arm harder "Apologize now, its good for the soul, and your health," Dale said as she grabbed his free arm and put him in a full nelson. " I'm sorry, please let me go," he cried. "And say your a little man," Dale said. "I'mmmm a little man." "And I think I'll prove it," Dale said as she released him she pulled down his pants reviling a very small penis. The two men ran out of the restaurant one with his pants around his knees, while everyone in the restaurant laughed and cheered. "Thank you for standing up for me, no one has done that since my change. Are you going to put the curse on him?" Dale asked. Faith said, "The curse will only work if the person has a chance to change for the better. They are both lost souls." That night Dale felt positively liberated. She got out her oils and vibrator. While she played with her pussy she milked herself with the breast pump. Her beaver got wetter and wetter as the large vibrator went in and out. Her nipples screamed with delight as the pump filled with milk. She rubbed more lotion on herself, and felt her large breasts, from the soft cleavage to the rock hard sensitive nipples. Her pussy was so moist she could feel her ass getting wet. She came so hard she ejaculated on her feet. She put her toys away and fell asleep sucking her nipple. One of the customers she cleaned for was a rich couple in a large house in the country. The wife was pregnant and her husband was away. He asked Dale to stay at the house and keep an eye on his wife while he was on his business trip. The 3rd night he was gone, a terrific storm had formed causing the electricity and phone lines to go down. The wife's water broke, the woman panicked, but Dale said, "I've helped deliver so many babies, I should be a Dr. You'll be fine Missy." Dale handled the delivery flawlessly, she cleaned up the baby girl, and gave the baby back to Missy. The baby cried. "She's hungry, that's all," said Dale. Missy tried to feed the baby but her breasts would not give milk."Here let me," said Dale, and she pulled of her shirt and bra. Missy had never seen such a large pair of breasts, as Dale was holding her right breast in on arm and the baby in the other. Dale had forgotten how mush she enjoyed suckling babies, and her underwear grew wet. Missy and her husband had Dale move in as a nanny and wet nurse, her days of cleaning were over. She moved in and had full run of the house and a very well stocked pantry. When they went to visit Missy's in-laws, Dale stayed alone in the big house. Every night she would enjoy the large hot tub. When she entered it she no longer weighed 350 lbs. Everything floated like she was in 0 gravity. She laid back in the tub and marveled at the fact her 52 double I breasts could now pass the pencil test. Rubbing herself all over she thought of how perfect it would be if she only had a partner. As she got out of the tub and looked at herself in the mirror, she doubted she ever would. Although she was 17 inside her 45 year old body looked closer to 60. The lines in her face from all the years of picking cotton in the hot sun were deep. There was more gray in her hair, and her flabby arms had stated to look more like bat wings. Her belly button was level with her pussy, and if her belly wasn't there her breasts would touch her thighs. Everywhere was covered in deep stretchmarks, and she found her pussy could easily hold a 2 liter bottle of Pepsi If anything the hair in her armpits was longer and thicker. She lifted up her belly to see that the hair on her pussy was thick as the hair on her head only slightly thinning out on her thighs. "At least I have friends that care about me no matter what i look like," she thought. She still saw Liz over at the mission when she brought over the clothes she out grew or while doing volunteer work. She helped homeless people get jobs and turn their lives around. She counseled battered wives about overcoming oppressive husbands, and that their children came first. After a few years everyone started calling her Aunt Dale. Dale was still nanny for Missy's family which had grown to 3 girls. Missy's Father Joe had also moved in the year before after his wife died. He often went to the park with his grandchildren and Dale, and even volunteered at the shelter with Dale. On day he asked if she would like to go to dinner and a movie. Dale told him dinner was fine but at 390 lbs. she no longer fit in the seats at the theater. He said, we can just go to the drive in. The first 2 or 3 times they just enjoyed the movie and had a simple goodnight kiss afterwords, but then Dale noticed Joe's arm around her shoulder or his hand on her thigh. By the end of the movie he was creasing her breasts. Suddenly her milk flowed through her shirt, she was so embarrassed." I'm sorry," she said, " but I was hired as a wet nurse." "I don't mean to sound rude, but can you still do that at our age?" asked Joe. "You'd be surprised at what I can still do," Dale said. That night they made love, Dale really didn't feel much from Joe's 6" penis but the warmth when he came. What she liked best was being held fondled and kissed. She woke up the next morning with Joe holding her like a large teddy bear. The next night when they made love, Dale let him keep on a few lights. Joe was a little braver and put his hand into her warm vagina. He controlled her like a puppet his fingers tickling her g-spot, while he sucked her large black nipples. She returned the favor by giving him a blow job so good, that he cried out waking one of his grandchildren. The got married a few months later. They went to work at the mission full time. Joe succored grants from his business chums while Dale lobbied the state for rights for the homeless. As she came into the shelter one morning who should she see but her father. He had lost his job by insulting the new owner who was Mexican. He had soon become an alcoholic and his health was gone. After he had been there a few days Dale found he had been drinking and started a fight with some blacks when he was panhandling outside of a bar. The man who killed him had used reasonable self defense. Dale had mixed emotions about the whole affair. About 2 years later Dale got pregnant and had a son. Joe didn't think this was possible but he didn't know about the curse. Dale was happy that after all these years she would be able to raise a child of her own. Arlo and Faith showed up at the baptism, Arlo told Dale the curse was now through its course, she could do what she wanted with her body even turn back into a white man. Dale replied, "I've never been more complete, maybe I'll shave and try to diet, but I wouldn't give up my life for anything. Just answer me one question, how did Marc do the curse. Arlo answered, "He prayed to God to make you a better person." the beagle