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White Boys Make The Best Bitches- A Club Voodoo Fan Fiction free porn video
So I know people were wanting me to do another chapter of Universe of
Bubbles, and I might, but this story is where my mind has drifted to as
of late and I've finally felt inspired enough to write it all down. T
I consider this Fan Fiction, my interpretation of one of my favorite
FictionMania Stories.
Club Voodoo by Suzette
https://fictionmania.tv/stories/readtextstory.html?storyID
=3049555396163482450
I've taken her character and setting and put my own spin on the series.
Understand that this wasn't ment to try and steal anything from her or
her amazing story. It's just fan service in purest form.
If the Author wants me to take it down, please get in touch with me.
The easiest way would be to leave a review, email me or on Second Life.
PixieChantelle
Also for warning. I used to racey language in this story. If that offends
anyone, forgive me, pull ya panties out ya ass, but don't proceed.
Thanks
~Pixie
"White Boys Make the Best Bitches"
A Club Voodoo Fan Fiction
We were out late... Like way late, and in another part of town, the part
that you don't go to. Well the part of town that you don't go to if
you're a scrawny college aged White Boy.
I mean, me and Tyler and Jordan, 3 nerdy stoner cul de sac kids, sitting
in a brand new Impala car trying to buy weed. It was a friend of a friend
that Tyler knew from work. His name was Tyrone. After the worst dry
spell I'd ever seen, it'd been nearly a week with no smoke. We'd gotten
desperate, calling everybody who might even have the slightest clue bout
where to get some weed. And now we were sitting in the middle of the
ghetto at 2:35AM, scared to death.
"Dude, I think I just heard a shot!" Tyler jerked, looking out the
passenger side window.
"Nah, man, just chill out. Look Marcus said that Tyron has got
connections man, deep underground kinda shit, like I'll bet this weed is
gonna, like blow your freakin mind." Jordan grinned, tapping his fingers
on the steering wheel.
"Yeah... Yeah I was just joking man..." Tyler played it off even as he
tugged his jacket closer around him and sunk down in his seat.
I kept a watch out, Tyrone was freakin late. We was supposed to meet
outside at the Ebony Oaks apartments at 2:30 fucking sharp. The minutes
creeped by, a couple cars went by, but none of them stopped. Finally
headlights stopped behind us, this scrawny dude with sagging pants and a
tanktop draped over his shoulder stepped out and walked to the driver
side.
Jordan quickly rolled down the window, "S-Sup?" he said
"You Marcus' dude?"
"I-I am man..." Tyler waved from the side seat.
"Aight cool, lemme holla at ya'll..." Tyrone crooned as he opened up the
door and slid in the back seat beside me. He smiled at me and it gave me
an unnerving feeling, "Hey wut-up-wut-up ya'll, aight "
"What up"
"Sup"
"Wut up dawg" Tyler nodded trying to be smooth.
We all were trying to act cool. This mother fucker was scary, but we
wanted to play it off like normal, hopefully get this shit and go back
home.
Tyrone kind of laughed, you could see it in his eyes, "White Boys."
"Aight..." he said mater of factly, "like, it's like this, we gotta roll
to dudes place first."
"Wait what?" Jordan quickly asked, "You aint got it with you."
"We thought you would have it with you..." I said, trying to be helpful.
But the sudden look he gave me made me feel like prey.
"What? White Boy?!" His sudden bark shut all of us up.
"You want this good shit, you gotta go to the mortherfucking source. This
nigga aint playin. You want the niggas weed, you meet the nigga. These
motherfucking cops pissed now that that motherfuckin detective dude's
sons got nabbed."
"Oh fuck..." Tyler groaned nervously, rubbing his head.
"Aight fuck it, where we gotta go?" Jordan said, "I'm determined to get
my smoke on."
"Aight, cool," Tyrone said giving us all a glaring reaffirming look.
"Ya'll just follow my homie in the car, he show you the way."
The ride took like another half hour. We had to go further into the city.
Three white dudes and a gang banger. I just knew we were going to get
pulled over any minute now, but we wound up parking in a back alley. When
we got out the car, Tyrone's homies got out too. There were two of them
and they came up behind us quick. Marching us towards a large dark brick
warehouse.
"Dude I don't like this" Tyler whispered to me.
"Shut up," Jordan scowled.
"That motherfuckers a killer. I seen his tattoos, he has three teardrops
on his cheek. THREE MAN! THREE!"
"Shut the fuck up" Tyrone snapped as escorted us, his two dudes still
following us.
We made it past a rusted metal door and down a flight of brick stairs.
And as we went down further we started feeling and hearing the effects of
a heavy rhythmic base and seeing strobe light flashing. At the base of
the stairs were two old 20s looking glass doors.
And a very...very large black man guarding them.
Tyrone went up to talk to the door man,
"What up, uhh we here to see the big man..." Tyrone said holding out his
fist for a bump. But the doorman never moved, stone cold stare from
behind his dark sunglasses. He never returned Tyrone's fist bump. Instead
he pressed the intercom button on his headset,
"Mr. Mobutu, your visitors have returned."
And just like that the doorman stepped aside, Tyrone chuckled, licked his
lips and rubbed his hands together from the success. He clearly looked
relieved.
"Aight, welcome to Club Voodoo ya'll..." he said pushing the door open
and letting out the blast of laser light and hip hop bass.
The place was freaking packed out. Guys and chicks everywhere. Bimbo
thick white bitches, all over the place, you'd look you'd find one down
on the floor, grinding her swollen jiggling asscheeks up on some lucky
black dude. Lights flashing, smoke hanging in the air. This was one hell
of a party, but we made our way further back into the club. There were
girls up on small stages, bitches were fucking smoking hot, thick and
juicy. I had never seen so much big round white girl butt.
But there wasn't much time to gawk, Tyrone moved quickly, and his lackeys
were behind us to push us along. We finally made our way to the very back
of the club and there sat an extremely large bald black man. His head was
shaven and shiny like a cannon ball. He was dressed in the finest tailor
made black pinstriped suit. A bright golden skull shaped label on his
jacket and an old style top hat on his massive head. His thick arms were
draped around two of the most amazingly fine chicks I had ever see. These
girls were nothing but tits and ass, bounce and jiggle in just the right
places, tight form fitting dresses showed off every curve, their eyes
were large and wild, their lips fat and shiny. They purred and mewed,
staring at our group with playful grins.
Jordan, Tyler and I all there stared in jealous awe.
There was a huge white grin on Mr. Mobutu's black face. It seemed to glow
in the dark corner.
Tyrone quickly approached boldly up to the massive man. "Ah-hey Mr.
Mobutu, Boss..." he said motioning toward me and Tyler and Jordan. "I did
what ya told me, I got them ingredients."
"Ahh Tyrone... You have done, just like I told ya" Mobutu threw up his
arms and laughed charmingly. "You niggas are just what I need, somebody
that follows orders. You, Gage, Jones, you motherfuckers pay your dues,
and I like that. You did a good god damn job with that heist, and I think
you earned getting to run with the big dawgs now. Let's get the
initiation started."
Like did we just walked into a Tarrintino flick?
The entire time, Jordan, Tyler and I just stood there. Quiet and docile,
strangely. I mean this was without a doubt the most fucked up strange
weed run I'd even gone on. But Jordan was the first to blink out of it.
"Wait, like, Hi Mr. Mobutu... I'm Jordan, and uhh... we'd like to try
out... some of your wares? Could we like hurry this up? I mean that's
what we're here for right?" Jordan said, stepping up, trying to act cool
and confident in front of the obviously massively powerful man.
Suddenly the air got a chill, literally. The room got colder. Even the
girls wrapped around Mobutu's arms jumped.
"Take them to the sacrifice room..." was the last thing we heard before a
black bag were tossed over my head and something knocked the fuck out me.
The next thing I know, suddenly the bag was jerked off my head.
I was stiff, unmovable. Try as I might, my arms and legs felt like they
were stuck. Tyrone stood in front of me naked. His body was skinny, only
slightly more muscle toned than my own... equally naked scrawny white
frame.
But yeah. Rumors are true. Dudes cock was like twice as long as mine.
Tyrone looked directly at me, a cold smirk to go along with his cold
eyes. The same one from the car. His gaze scared the hell outta me, it
was like he was trying to stare into my soul, while also staring at a
piece of meat at the same time.
"Wah-wha the fuck?!" Tyler squeaked. He and Jordan were there two, we
were arranged in a circle. Each naked, with an equally naked black man in
front of us. We were each naked with a walled mirror to our backs.
Tyrone, Gage and Jones also had a large Victorian styled mirror behind
them. The room was circular and the walls floor and ceiling painted
black, Candles barely illuminated the room.
"You initiate the Ritual of Essence Drain..." a cold reverberating voice
filled the room.
Mubuto walked out from the shadows, his fancy clothes gone, replaced with
a ragged old timey suit jacket, bare chested, torn britches and bare
feet. In his hands was a bottle of rum and the others a skulled staff
covered with feathers dabbed in what looked like blood.
"Identify your prize..."
Suddenly in front of me Tyrone lifted up a small lock of hair. Was that
MY hair?
Mubuto walked around the three black men, each time taking a massive swig
of rum before blowing it back in each of their faces. He then next would
shake the staff, causing droplets of blood to splatter across their toned
black bodies.
"Pledge your allegiance to your gods!" Mobutu shouted, you could see the
heat of his breath rise as the room's temperature dropped drastically.
We were all three shivering, but not Tyrone or Gage or Jones.
Suddenly all three started chanting, deep rhythmic baritone chanting that
bounced off the walls and rattled my being.
"These guys are crazy!" Jordan squealed, already there were effects in
the pitch of his voice.
I stared horrified at Tyrone, who's tall sculpted body was just as stiff
and rigid as mine... apparently has grown. He seemed taller than he once
was, or... maybe I was shorter? In fact the room started to feel alil
larger.
It's the hardest feeling to describe, like water rushing past you, but
also through you at the same time. Something wasn't right. Tyrone's eyes
were huge and blank, the chanting had stopped only heavy breathing. The
air was electrified and freezing at the same time. Suddenly Tyrone
started laughing like a mad man. I looked and Oh My God, his cock was
erect and fucking huge!
Then the ripples hit, my body shuddered. I couldn't help but double over,
the invisible bonds that held me to the mirror kept me from falling to
the floor.
"Ohmygodhelpme!" squealed a squeaky girl voice, as I turned and looked
over at Tyler, his ass had freakin doubled, his body shivered and quaked
as his hips and thighs seemed to swell and expand out in all directions.
Hair spewed out from his head and down his shoulders.
I looked over at Jordan and he was laid back against his magic mirror in
total shock, groaning as two ripe tits bubbled out and waddled around on
his chest.
My mind was a complete blank, I couldn't process what the fuck was going
on.
Tyrone was still laughing like a hyena, his cock was raging hard,
throbbing and pulsating like it was about to erupt at any moment. God it
looked delicious. I looked down at my own now hairless... baby smooth,
small wimpy white cock as it shrunk down even further. I couldn't see
just how small it'd gotten because my own set of large blimped fat
titties expanded and cut off my view.
The horror seemed to last forever. My body felt hot and warped, my guts
were a mess, and my fucking hair kept getting in my face. My core
rattled, it's strange suddenly feeling weight in places you never had
before, or the way your flesh jiggles with each slight subtle movement.
It was too much to bare. I groaned helplessly and shut my eyes.
But just as soon as the ripples came... they were gone. The air died
down, the room was calm again.
"Welcome to the Family my Brother Warriors." Mubuto's voice was warm and
charming again.
I opened my eyes just in time to see Tyrone's now massive bulky black
figure shivering and covered in gleaming wet. He'd put on at least 50lbs
of pure muscle in a matter of moments. He was ripple in muscle and big
black beautiful Adonis. Gorgeous. I found myself unable of taking my eyes
off his massive black physique as he, along with Gage and Jones, lumbered
off into the darkness.
It wasn't until I saw the figure in the suddenly revealed mirror.
She was amazingly hot. Unreal kind of hot. Massive perfectly round beach
ball tits with thick round prominent nipples. Wild long blonde hair,
small waist, soft tummy, fat round wide birthing hips and ass along with
thick thighs and tiny feet. Her face looked more like a cartoon of a
blonde bimbo. And she was me.
Her tits heaved and bounced like water balloons as the realization washed
over me. I was her!! Jordan and Tyler equally were left changed. Tyler
with his rosy features and long silky brunette hair and Jordan thick pale
skinned and raven haired. Their tits were perfect, they moaned and
squirmed against their bonds, their new forms swaying side to side. But
each of them, their only unfeminine flaw was a small stumpy bald lil cock
between their meaty thighs.
Mr. Mobutu calmly walked back into view. He was back to wearing the
original pinstripe suit. Instantly I felt my nipples stiffen, my asshole
squinch tight and a wetness dripping from my lil useless baby dick.
Behind Mobutu was Tyrone, Gage and Jones, all three still naked and
covered and erotically scented musky man sweat, and all three supporting
massive thumping erections. Each one carried a celebratory sacrificial
glass of rum.
I couldn't barely take my eyes off Tyrone's cock. It was thick, long,
swollen, and veiny, and it looked so inviting. Its head was fat round, a
beautiful reddish mauve color, that musky smell was driving my senses
wild. It was so inviting. I literally felt my mouth start to water.
"They're yours now, they belong to you..." Mobutu chatted, walking
between the mirrors. I was still eye fucking the parade of cock in front
of me.
"You have to keep them around, take care of them, they are the source of
your essence, break the bond and you break the spell"
Mobutu stood directly in front of me, smiling, his hand reached up and
brushed my chin inspecting my ultra-feminine features. Ohmygawd... he was
so alluring. With one smile, I knew I'd do anything he desired, instantly
I puckered my fat cocksucker lips and swooned.
"White Boys Makes the best... They naturally got alotta bitch in them."
He chuckled. He just insulted me, but fuck almighty it made me hotter
than fuck.
Did I always think like this? Wasn't this always the way it's been? It
was getting harder and harder to think, coherently. My mind was buzzed
with this new high that was running through my newly transformed ultra-
feminine frame. The ends of my tits were on fire, the cold air while the
spell was being performed had made my fat nips harder than a rock and
ache, now the warmth of the room returned and soothed my aching tit. I
was starting to loose myself in the moment.
"What the fuck?! These motherfuckers are still dudes! They gotta dick!"
One of Tyrone's dudes sounded pissed.
"Baron Samedi! Is the spirit of the ritual," Mr. Mobutu said with a
scolding tone, directly eyeing the dude, subduing him immediately.
"Baron Samedi is the Trickster god, the spell is to drain their masculine
essence and trade it for your feminine. Not their gender, the circle is
made, you are tied to this bitch now in the spirit world."
Mobutu smiled and looked to either side of him. "Star, Twilight, c'mere
darlings." And his arm candy bitches came quickly from the shadows and
hugged up against his massive bulk. "Show the boys what you working with
babies." Mobutu grinned. The two voodoo angels grinned at each other and
stepped in front, each one tugging their short lil form fitting dresses,
tugging them up, reveling their tight thong panties, and the harmless lil
squashed lump underneath. Each girl purred warmly as the reached down,
hooking a shiny elegant fingertip into their panties, tugging them down
or to the side, reveling a pair of small fruity looking nuts and a small
freshly nub of a penis.
"Meet the former sons of the former Detective Ralph Anderson," Mobutu
grinned.
"All the white bitches you been eyeing are former white boys. We take
their essence and trade it for ones we don't want."
"Yeah Jones..." spoke up the deep voiced Gage. "That bitch do look fine
as fuck... I mean a mouth is a mouth and an ass is an ass."
"And that's a fine ass..." Tyron chimed in with his smooth creamy growl,
his eyes were making me tremor. I couldn't look away, fuck I was horny as
fuck. Thoughts of nothing but being ravaged by this massive brute was
making my insides churn, I felt the wetness dripping from my emasculated
cock streaming down my thighs. There was a deep itch deep inside me, and
I had to scratch it.
Mobutu chuckled and came up behind Star and Twilight, his arms resting on
their wide hips. "Drink up and Enjoy boys" he said turning and walking
out the curtains.
There was a moment of silence. All six of us looked around and the
others, a silent agreement, and our bonds were released. Tyler and Jordan
and I suddenly hit our knees.
Tyrone, Gage and Jones all toasted each other and drained their glasses
before shattering them on the floor.
By the time I looked up and Tyler was already on all fours, his thick
round pornstar ass waved back and forth high in the air. He crawled up to
Jones. But before I could see what happened next, Tyrone had my hair. He
jerked my head upwards to stare directly into his deep dark chocolate
eyes.
"Take this bitch," he ordered, grabbing hold of the thick trunk base of
his heavy veiny monster cock, lifting it up and plopping it to the side
of my pretty face. "Ohmygod..." I quivered in shock, I immediately turned
my face to that most amazing thing, rubbing my fat swollen sensitive lips
across its dark brown smooth surface. The smell was most intoxicating,
rich and musky. I had to have more.
I draped out my tongue and bathed that gorgeous cock. The flavor was
mesmerizing, I wanted more.
"Yeah bitch. You love that shit," he chuckled, grabbing my head and
forcing my face into his crotch, my nose rubbed over his thick patch of
hair. I kissed and sucked on that dick even as I was smothered by it.
Gawd I wanted more.
"Open ya mouth bitch," Tyrone purred deeply.
My eyes looked up at him submissively and immediately did as instructed,
sticking out my tongue and saying "Ahh..."
Tyrone chuckled but I gagged, that massive black rod was plopped into my
mouth and forced down the back of my throat. My neck swelled and my
esophagus sealed tight, drool slobbered out of my mouth. "You gonna have
to work on that bitch" Tyrone laughed pulling his cock back and rubbing
his slimy tool across my face Why would he do that to me? I feel so
offended...
I coughed and gagged to regain my composure, but once I caught my breath,
I knew I had to have it all
"Slobber on that shit bitch, then I get busy," Tyrone ordered.
I could hear Jordan already getting busy, A quick look and I saw him
pressed up against the mirrored wall while Gage wrapped himself around...
her. His massive long black dick ram rodding her fat white ass. And her
face was the look of shock and awe, but I did see her eyes roll in the
back of her head.
It looked so much fun.
So I did as I was told, grabbing that cock and using cocksucker skills I
never knew I had. I began kissing and slurping over that massive maroon
colored crown like it was the most delicious treat on the planet. Popping
my fat pouty lips, keeping my teeth back and my jaw opened.
Apparently Tyrone loved it, his breathing was heavy, I could feel his
increased heartbeat each time his fat cock throbbed on my tongue. His
juices were washing over my taste buds. My fingers explored his amazingly
muscle knotted thighs and calves, it was such a treat to caress my
fingertips over his sculpted ebony body. My fingers brushed over his
heavy churning set of balls and reached their way back. My lips puffed on
his fat cock while my hands squeezed his tight hard round asscheeks.
Suddenly I was spun around. Like an animal, Tyrone's massive frame
pounced on top of me. Pinning me to the floor, claiming me. One hand
grabbed the back of my neck and forced my head down. The other slapped my
thick ass, which I instinctively lifted up to him.
"Hmm motherfucker," Tyrone growled as he took his huge tree branch of a
cock and spanked it over my ass cheeks, making them wobble and bounce in
front of him. It was so embarrassing but I shook my hips and made my
juicy ass wiggle more. The next thing I felt was the air rushing over my
asshole. It was like a jolt of electricity.
"Hmmph damn look at that thing wink..." Tyrone growled, his voice was
stern and focused. A wicked smile curled across his face.
Tyrone flapped that thick long black thing of his up on my puffy lil
pussy asshole, laughing. I felt that tight lil ring quiver with
anticipation. He chuckled and slimed that swollen crown across my hole
before he wedged it in.
"Auugh!" I gasped, the pressure was immense. There is no way that thing
is going in there.
But the harder he pushed the more I stretched. "Uugh gawd.. Uggh fuuck,"
I whined pitifully till my ass popped and squeezed around the bulbously
head of that black mamba.
"Ugh... ooh yeeaaahhh..." I sighed and shivered as that throbbing
creature shoved and popped further inside me, my tight velvety inner
walls giving way and snugging around Tyrone's rod.
"Hmmph god damn you ass is tight bitch, motherfucker...ooh shit" Tyrone
grinned. My mind was blank, I had just been penetrated, taken and claimed
like the bitch I was. Fuck yes it's amazing!
"Uggh gawd baby, fuck me..." I mewed from in-between whimpers and moans.
Tyrone long dicked my sweet asshole for several long strokes. I felt him
grinding the head of his cock against my pelvis. It was so fucking hawt,
having this swollen beast inside me. I really quickly grew accustomed to
the mind blowing sensation of Tyrone's huge thing sliding around inside
of me. But his pace really started to ramp up and my world was about to
be rocked.
"Hmmph bitch, mother, fucker, Uggh yes!" Tyrone roared as his sexual
frustration was being taken out on my poor sore asshole. Like a
jackhammer. The constant flapping of his hard hips into my big round
jiggling and gyrating white bitch ass was making my eyeballs roll around
in my skull.
My new round thick bimbo sissy self heaved and jumbled around, my tits
were rocking back and forth, slapping the cold hard floor. My split ass
rolled like the ocean, bouncing like two inflated water balloons, ripping
with soft sissy ass fat each time Tyrone jabbed himself inside my
sizzling sissy bottom.
My lil baby balls wobbled and wobbled uselessly, and were brutally beaten
by Tyrone's swinging sack.
My core was being rattled. My half hard chubby lil girl cock leaped
forwards and back, spewing my sissy juices across the hard floor.
It was like I was hypnotized, dazed in an erotic trance.
My knees ached like hell and burned as my ass was jerked back and forth.
That is until Tyrone split my legs apart. I yelped and my fat hips ached
like hell, but I did the splits, and Tyrone just literally drilled my ass
into the ground. My poor lil winkie was squashed underneath me and
smeared across the floor.
I couldn't take anymore, my mind was about to blow. I whined and I
begged, but fuck I wanted more, I wanted to feel this way forever. My
entire body felt on fire, exposed and abused and grateful for it. I
relished in giving myself to him, to be the object of his desire,
submitting to his ownership. My mind was made up. There would be nothing
else more important in this world to me other than serving black cock. I
was black owned, now and forever.
Just as the thought went through my head and I accepted it. Almost as if
on cue, Tyrone's cock erupted inside of me. It was simply the most earth
shattering event ever. That massive beautiful monster spewed forth the
sweetest nectar. My butt was relieved when that slimy white goo
splattered across my inner lining. I instantly felt his seed squeezing
out of my convulsing asshole.
"Oooh shiittt...." Tyrone huffed, his voice was heavy and exhausted.
I was in a blissful moment of heaven, I felt his seed inside of me, all
those hot sticky squirmy dudes sloshing around inside my guts in a futile
attempt to find an egg.
I relished the moment, tiny hot sparkling droplets of sweat rained down
from Tyrone's god-like body down on my well fucked ragged ass.
Tyrone smeared his mess into the inner walls of my bowels before he
pulled away, leaving my swollen red bottom a total gooey empty gaping
mess.
My fingers reached back and rubbed the cavernous entrance to my butt, I
was horrified to find out just how massive and empty my asshole was.
I heard Jordan mewing, and Tyler was gargling the massive load of cum
that was painted across his now Barbie doll appearance.
I could barely hold my head up. Tyrone laughed to himself and smeared the
rest of his cock juices across my red ass. It was starting to get darker
in the room, I was starting to fade out. I closed my eyes just as
suddenly...
Lights. Big ones.
The room was suddenly lit up and the mirrored walls around us each fell
to reveal an audience.
All 6 of us stared in shock and shame as the crowd that had been watching
us the entire time began roaring in applause and laughter.
"What the fuck?!" Tyrone roared. His hulking black figure looked
magnificent in the lime light.
The crowd laughed, I sat up on the floor, instinctively trying to cover
up my nakedness.
They had watched the whole thing through the mirrors.
Mr. Mobutu clapped as he walked forward. The 50 or so attendees began to
silence.
"Now THAT was a good god-damned show," Mobutu said with a cheery laugh
"You motherfuckers are beasts!! I aint seen fuckin like that in long
goddamned time. "
"...What that fuck?" Tyrone asked quietly.
"Now I know you fools are all confused now bout the shit just went down."
Mobutu grinned. "Brothers, you passed the test, you are now official
members. Welcome to Club Voodoo."
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