Getting a phat ass

ravenpeaches:

Samantha
frowned as she examined herself in the mirror, arching her back and
trying her hardest but, no, her butt was tiny she thought.

Ordinarily,
to most women, that wouldn’t have been the biggest thing. But to
Samantha it was. She had a huge crush on big, jiggling, ghetto asses,
often on sexy black women in hip-hop videos or the kind of
interracial porn she crammed into her laptop. To all intent and
purposes she was happy at her quad-legal trainee position but deep
down she knew what she really wanted was a phat ghetto-ass to shake
and jiggle!

BING!
Went her phone and Samantha grabbed it off the washstand and flicked
on the screen:

You
wish you had a nice big booty,

So
why not say it out loud cutie?

Once
you do, your dreams will be true,

And
you’ll have cock a plenty in your crew!

Samantha rolled her eyes. Just her luck, a spam text that seemed to
have his her inner most desire. “As if that’s gonna work,” she
muttered, “like saying ‘I wish I had a nice big booty….”

Just as she said booty, it was like the whole world shook around her,
Samantha’s vision went blurry and she was suddenly feeling like she
was falling and then…..nothing, she was in the bathroom and….wait.
This wasn’t her bathroom in her nice rented flat. The mirror was
chipped in a couple of places, the sink hadn’t been cleaned an..she
was back staring in the mirror at the new face staring back at her.

It was black. The lips dropped open as Samantha’s mouth opened too.
She was BLACK. Her hair now dropped past her shoulders in a wave of
blackness. Her skin shone with youth and….as she started to stare
down, she noticed her boobs were bigger and….her ass was phat!

Never mind the weirdness, Samantha’s face burst into a grin: “Oh
yeah, baby got back!” she grinned, ignoring the slightly deeper,
huskiness in her voice and instead grinding, shaking and slapping her
ass! “Oh man, this is epic!” she giggled, shaking it back and
forth, feeling the plump and sexy cheeks slap against each other.

Samantha would have carried on for ages but a deep man’s voice yelled
through the walls: “Get that damn ass out her Sammi, you got
customers lining around the block!”

Samantha
frowned at the sound of that but, coming out of the bathroom, she got
another shock. Instead of her formerly tidy, middle-class suburban
room, the bedroom was a bare-walled room with a sole double mattress
in it and an angry black guy staring at her. He quickly filled her in
that a) He was Darren, her pimp and b) she was a prostitute who spent
most of her time on her back, earning a 10% over what her joes paid
her.

Sammi was about to object when the man slapped her ass and something
clicked and, five minutes later she was being banged from behind by
one guy while she wrapped her lips around the cock of a second….turns
out her phat ass took her for rides when someone slapped it!

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