I’d also given him a little to do, not much but a little. Boy-shorts and a dorm shirt, nothing fancy or hard to work with (get off) easy. I’d also...taken the time to shave, put some music on and had a cold beer waiting for him. There wasn’t much conversation, it was pretty simple, we were both horny and he really needed a good lay. It was my pleasure to service him.We started out slowly, cautiously (at least he did), I let him set the pace until he fondled me a little then started to play with. I never got pregnant, which was also no small miracle, considering the amount of cum those dudes left in me. In the end I had fucked many different black guys, I stopped counting at twenty. I never fucked any white guys, the black dudes were my choice.I told Chad about how Traci would like to try making a video. How Hank had such a little dick and she wanted to experience a big black one. He told me to set it up. Diamond was happy to have another woman available. Diamond shared Traci's videos. My washboard abs, my biceps, and my thigh muscles were ripped like a weight lifter.Since this unknown magical miracle-maker has taken refuge in my being, I realized I had just now made the first wish for myself and transformed my own body.I’m five foot-eleven and weigh one eighty-five. I’ve been gaining weight lately, and I really needed more muscle mass to make my body size fit my height and my age. Now, I have the body I’ve always wanted. Though I was thrilled, I wasn’t quite as emotional as. Denise should have been on his mind, not Anne — Denise would be upset if she knew. Well, Elizabeth wouldn't be the one to tell her, not yet anyway — after all, Stan was right, a simple fantasy meant nothing.The following Wednesday, it was Stan's turn to drive. That afternoon, Denise asked if they could go for a meal instead of just a drink, "'cuz I didn't have time for lunch today." Stan agreed, because he couldn't think of an excuse not to."You make the reservations, Stan. I'm like putty in.