A Week As A White Girl
Brandon is a handsome black boy from the worst part of town, a high school student and a merciless lady-killer. He is bedding every girl that that comes on his path and together with his homeboy Aron he is always hunting for fresh white meat.
But from the moment he sets his eyes on the wrong girl, his life is about to change. When he wakes up and notices he is a girl, it he learns that black magic is nothing to joke about. And when he realizes that he is changed into a white girl, the horror is complete. He is given a simple challenge. He has to live as a white girl for one week. But to make his situation even more complicated, the girl he has changed into turned out to have quite an appetite for boys.
In a week he gets to know his hoodlum friend Aron better then he had wished for, get�s finally in the pants of one of his unattainable dream girls and has a quite humiliating sexual experience with a sly geek.
During this week Brandon finds out that being a snowbunny isn�t as bad as he had thought.
This sizzling sex story is the first in a line of a gender-bending series featuring male to female gender transformation, interracial gender bending sex, anal penetration, vaginal penetration, interracial black on white sex, humiliation, facials, lesbian sex, subordination and more.
STORY SAMPLE
He caught himself wondering how he would look, down there� He felt a bit embarrassed thinking that, but hell, what could happen? He was alone and above all, it was his own body, at least for a week. He sat down on the closed toilet bowl that was opposite the mirror so he could see himself from that position. Then he leaned backwards and splayed his legs. Yeah I�m a girl all right, he thought when he saw his reflection.
His vagina lay like a thick pink plum between his smooth tights. It was clean-shaven so he could see it�s full contours. The pubic mound was high and fleshy, the lips broad and thick. The very sight of it made his stomach tinkle. Slowly, like some invisible entity was leading him, his hand crawled down. His skin became more sensitive with the second and his breath elevated. He felt a warm deep excitement that was spreading through his body like wildfire. It was more intense then he had ever experienced before. He closed his eyes.
His hand crept between his thighs. He breathed heavily while his fingers touched the swollen lips of his vagina. It was so sensitive it almost hurt. Carefully like the antennas of a butterfly his fingers explored the curves of his new genital organ. It felt so warm, like a fire from within radiated a deep glow through the soft skin. Though he had quite some experience with females, he never had given their sexual feelings much thought. Women were there for his pleasure, not the other way around. Of course he used tricks to made them ready, but only for the cause of opening their legs as quickly as possible.
But now he was a female he realized that women hid a burning desire for pleasure deep in their bellies, and that only a spark could trigger a raging all-consuming fire. His index finger ran over the soft and fleshy pubic mound around the outer lips to the clitoris. When the tip of his finger touched his swollen pearl a warm wave washed over him. It felt lovely. Carefully he rubbed his clitoris with his middle finger. It was like every time his fingertip made contact with his clit it sends a code of pleasure to his brain. His nipples were hard like bullets and his juices were flowing richly.
With his wet fingertip he brought heaven a little closer. He had to control himself not to moan and scream. He rubbed his clit faster and firmer and it was like a warm suffocating mist of loveliness fell down on him. He had difficulty to breathe, his heart pounded, his ears were ringing and his skin tinkled all over. He lost all control over himself, and weird thoughts were popping up in his feverish mind. Like it is common on the moment of high excitement, he thought about people he wanted to sleep with. First he saw Brenda, stark naked, full curved in all her chocolate deliciousness. Then Anna appeared in the sweet mists of his thoughts. Instead of Aron she was riding him, with slow intense movements, almost crying of pleasure. And suddenly there was Aron...
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But from the moment he sets his eyes on the wrong girl, his life is about to change. When he wakes up and notices he is a girl, it he learns that black magic is nothing to joke about. And when he realizes that he is changed into a white girl, the horror is complete. He is given a simple challenge. He has to live as a white girl for one week. But to make his situation even more complicated, the girl he has changed into turned out to have quite an appetite for boys.
In a week he gets to know his hoodlum friend Aron better then he had wished for, get�s finally in the pants of one of his unattainable dream girls and has a quite humiliating sexual experience with a sly geek.
During this week Brandon finds out that being a snowbunny isn�t as bad as he had thought.
This sizzling sex story is the first in a line of a gender-bending series featuring male to female gender transformation, interracial gender bending sex, anal penetration, vaginal penetration, interracial black on white sex, humiliation, facials, lesbian sex, subordination and more.
STORY SAMPLE
He caught himself wondering how he would look, down there� He felt a bit embarrassed thinking that, but hell, what could happen? He was alone and above all, it was his own body, at least for a week. He sat down on the closed toilet bowl that was opposite the mirror so he could see himself from that position. Then he leaned backwards and splayed his legs. Yeah I�m a girl all right, he thought when he saw his reflection.
His vagina lay like a thick pink plum between his smooth tights. It was clean-shaven so he could see it�s full contours. The pubic mound was high and fleshy, the lips broad and thick. The very sight of it made his stomach tinkle. Slowly, like some invisible entity was leading him, his hand crawled down. His skin became more sensitive with the second and his breath elevated. He felt a warm deep excitement that was spreading through his body like wildfire. It was more intense then he had ever experienced before. He closed his eyes.
His hand crept between his thighs. He breathed heavily while his fingers touched the swollen lips of his vagina. It was so sensitive it almost hurt. Carefully like the antennas of a butterfly his fingers explored the curves of his new genital organ. It felt so warm, like a fire from within radiated a deep glow through the soft skin. Though he had quite some experience with females, he never had given their sexual feelings much thought. Women were there for his pleasure, not the other way around. Of course he used tricks to made them ready, but only for the cause of opening their legs as quickly as possible.
But now he was a female he realized that women hid a burning desire for pleasure deep in their bellies, and that only a spark could trigger a raging all-consuming fire. His index finger ran over the soft and fleshy pubic mound around the outer lips to the clitoris. When the tip of his finger touched his swollen pearl a warm wave washed over him. It felt lovely. Carefully he rubbed his clitoris with his middle finger. It was like every time his fingertip made contact with his clit it sends a code of pleasure to his brain. His nipples were hard like bullets and his juices were flowing richly.
With his wet fingertip he brought heaven a little closer. He had to control himself not to moan and scream. He rubbed his clit faster and firmer and it was like a warm suffocating mist of loveliness fell down on him. He had difficulty to breathe, his heart pounded, his ears were ringing and his skin tinkled all over. He lost all control over himself, and weird thoughts were popping up in his feverish mind. Like it is common on the moment of high excitement, he thought about people he wanted to sleep with. First he saw Brenda, stark naked, full curved in all her chocolate deliciousness. Then Anna appeared in the sweet mists of his thoughts. Instead of Aron she was riding him, with slow intense movements, almost crying of pleasure. And suddenly there was Aron...
A Week As A White Girl
Brandon is a handsome black boy from the worst part of town, a high school student and a merciless lady-killer. He is bedding every girl that that comes on his path and together with his homeboy Aron he is always hunting for fresh white meat.
But from the moment he sets his eyes on the wrong girl, his life is about to change. When he wakes up and notices he is a girl, it he learns that black magic is nothing to joke about. And when he realizes that he is changed into a white girl, the horror is complete. He is given a simple challenge. He has to live as a white girl for one week. But to make his situation even more complicated, the girl he has changed into turned out to have quite an appetite for boys.
In a week he gets to know his hoodlum friend Aron better then he had wished for, get�s finally in the pants of one of his unattainable dream girls and has a quite humiliating sexual experience with a sly geek.
During this week Brandon finds out that being a snowbunny isn�t as bad as he had thought.
This sizzling sex story is the first in a line of a gender-bending series featuring male to female gender transformation, interracial gender bending sex, anal penetration, vaginal penetration, interracial black on white sex, humiliation, facials, lesbian sex, subordination and more.
STORY SAMPLE
He caught himself wondering how he would look, down there� He felt a bit embarrassed thinking that, but hell, what could happen? He was alone and above all, it was his own body, at least for a week. He sat down on the closed toilet bowl that was opposite the mirror so he could see himself from that position. Then he leaned backwards and splayed his legs. Yeah I�m a girl all right, he thought when he saw his reflection.
His vagina lay like a thick pink plum between his smooth tights. It was clean-shaven so he could see it�s full contours. The pubic mound was high and fleshy, the lips broad and thick. The very sight of it made his stomach tinkle. Slowly, like some invisible entity was leading him, his hand crawled down. His skin became more sensitive with the second and his breath elevated. He felt a warm deep excitement that was spreading through his body like wildfire. It was more intense then he had ever experienced before. He closed his eyes.
His hand crept between his thighs. He breathed heavily while his fingers touched the swollen lips of his vagina. It was so sensitive it almost hurt. Carefully like the antennas of a butterfly his fingers explored the curves of his new genital organ. It felt so warm, like a fire from within radiated a deep glow through the soft skin. Though he had quite some experience with females, he never had given their sexual feelings much thought. Women were there for his pleasure, not the other way around. Of course he used tricks to made them ready, but only for the cause of opening their legs as quickly as possible.
But now he was a female he realized that women hid a burning desire for pleasure deep in their bellies, and that only a spark could trigger a raging all-consuming fire. His index finger ran over the soft and fleshy pubic mound around the outer lips to the clitoris. When the tip of his finger touched his swollen pearl a warm wave washed over him. It felt lovely. Carefully he rubbed his clitoris with his middle finger. It was like every time his fingertip made contact with his clit it sends a code of pleasure to his brain. His nipples were hard like bullets and his juices were flowing richly.
With his wet fingertip he brought heaven a little closer. He had to control himself not to moan and scream. He rubbed his clit faster and firmer and it was like a warm suffocating mist of loveliness fell down on him. He had difficulty to breathe, his heart pounded, his ears were ringing and his skin tinkled all over. He lost all control over himself, and weird thoughts were popping up in his feverish mind. Like it is common on the moment of high excitement, he thought about people he wanted to sleep with. First he saw Brenda, stark naked, full curved in all her chocolate deliciousness. Then Anna appeared in the sweet mists of his thoughts. Instead of Aron she was riding him, with slow intense movements, almost crying of pleasure. And suddenly there was Aron...
But from the moment he sets his eyes on the wrong girl, his life is about to change. When he wakes up and notices he is a girl, it he learns that black magic is nothing to joke about. And when he realizes that he is changed into a white girl, the horror is complete. He is given a simple challenge. He has to live as a white girl for one week. But to make his situation even more complicated, the girl he has changed into turned out to have quite an appetite for boys.
In a week he gets to know his hoodlum friend Aron better then he had wished for, get�s finally in the pants of one of his unattainable dream girls and has a quite humiliating sexual experience with a sly geek.
During this week Brandon finds out that being a snowbunny isn�t as bad as he had thought.
This sizzling sex story is the first in a line of a gender-bending series featuring male to female gender transformation, interracial gender bending sex, anal penetration, vaginal penetration, interracial black on white sex, humiliation, facials, lesbian sex, subordination and more.
STORY SAMPLE
He caught himself wondering how he would look, down there� He felt a bit embarrassed thinking that, but hell, what could happen? He was alone and above all, it was his own body, at least for a week. He sat down on the closed toilet bowl that was opposite the mirror so he could see himself from that position. Then he leaned backwards and splayed his legs. Yeah I�m a girl all right, he thought when he saw his reflection.
His vagina lay like a thick pink plum between his smooth tights. It was clean-shaven so he could see it�s full contours. The pubic mound was high and fleshy, the lips broad and thick. The very sight of it made his stomach tinkle. Slowly, like some invisible entity was leading him, his hand crawled down. His skin became more sensitive with the second and his breath elevated. He felt a warm deep excitement that was spreading through his body like wildfire. It was more intense then he had ever experienced before. He closed his eyes.
His hand crept between his thighs. He breathed heavily while his fingers touched the swollen lips of his vagina. It was so sensitive it almost hurt. Carefully like the antennas of a butterfly his fingers explored the curves of his new genital organ. It felt so warm, like a fire from within radiated a deep glow through the soft skin. Though he had quite some experience with females, he never had given their sexual feelings much thought. Women were there for his pleasure, not the other way around. Of course he used tricks to made them ready, but only for the cause of opening their legs as quickly as possible.
But now he was a female he realized that women hid a burning desire for pleasure deep in their bellies, and that only a spark could trigger a raging all-consuming fire. His index finger ran over the soft and fleshy pubic mound around the outer lips to the clitoris. When the tip of his finger touched his swollen pearl a warm wave washed over him. It felt lovely. Carefully he rubbed his clitoris with his middle finger. It was like every time his fingertip made contact with his clit it sends a code of pleasure to his brain. His nipples were hard like bullets and his juices were flowing richly.
With his wet fingertip he brought heaven a little closer. He had to control himself not to moan and scream. He rubbed his clit faster and firmer and it was like a warm suffocating mist of loveliness fell down on him. He had difficulty to breathe, his heart pounded, his ears were ringing and his skin tinkled all over. He lost all control over himself, and weird thoughts were popping up in his feverish mind. Like it is common on the moment of high excitement, he thought about people he wanted to sleep with. First he saw Brenda, stark naked, full curved in all her chocolate deliciousness. Then Anna appeared in the sweet mists of his thoughts. Instead of Aron she was riding him, with slow intense movements, almost crying of pleasure. And suddenly there was Aron...
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| BN ID: | 2940150518209 |
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| Publisher: | jan van wingerden |
| Publication date: | 09/19/2014 |
| Series: | A week as a white girl , #1 |
| Sold by: | Barnes & Noble |
| Format: | eBook |
| File size: | 55 KB |
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