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  "Shit girl! I`m black!". I was beyond deligthed of becoming a true ebony goddess. "Hey! Check this out", I said to Nathalie and put down my phone. "Shake dat ass", I giggled. New knowledge had entered my head, affecting my personality. It would certainly help me in the long run acclimatising to being a hot black babe. I shook my ass into a twerk. All that extra fat made it so easy shaking it around, even when encased in a pair of tight jeans.  My skin and curves felt so extraordinarily exotic. Having my mind changed to better suit my body was exhilirating. I could enter any black community now and they would greet me with open arms as one of their own. It was like I was an undercover spy for life. It seems more about me changed than I was prepared for. When I was thinking about the black community my mind began to drift towards black men. My mouth salivated a little of the thought of having a black man taking me to bed. I was

"Oh fuck yes!", I screamed out of pleasure in the shower as my girlfriend Nathalie licked my pussy vigorously, like so many times before. Suddenly I remembered vividly how it felt to have a penis betwen my legs sucked off. I shrugged my head.These disturbing thoughts quickly dissipated, leaving just a lingering memory of it in the back of my head.  This wasn´t the first time I had visions, or whatever, from another life. Last month I had one where I looked myself in the mirror and saw a bearded guy staring back at me. That totally freaked me out!  I told Nathalie about them but she told me not to worry, and if it got worse she would stand by me no matter what. "Oh god". "That´s the spot", I moaned. Nathalies tongue in my pussy made me dismiss the strange vision, and concentrate fully on her pleasureable ministrations on me. My hand rubbed my sensitive breast I smiled to myself. These perfect pair of tits were all the proof I needed

"Teehee. My tits are really big!" The potion I drank really made a number out of me. My intellge...intille...intellgan...smartness dropped a bit. Made me blonde. And hotter. I know I knew more before. Some things are harder to understand now. But I appreciate my body more now! Like my boobs! They are great! They feel really good when I touch them. My pussy feels good too. It tingles everytime I play with my boobs. First I start with my boobs, then I finish with my pussy. Guys stares at me all the time. I like it. It makes me all giddy inside. I think I want to follow one of them home. I know they just wanna fuck and all, but I want that too.  Is it slutty if I go home with one today and another one tommorrow? I really don´t care to be honest. I´m a free spirited woman now!  

It had been two weeks already? Time sure flies away when you are having fun. I started practically from scratch about my knowledge about the female life, andI was learning more and more about it each passing day. Even though I knew about it I was still surprised on how obvious guys were when checking you out. Truth to be told, I liked it, so I often made sure to put on a little extra on the sway of my hips for them. It had been a busy two weeks with shopping, beach visists, parties and girl time. Girl time was when Nathalie taught me something new I had to know in my new female life. It is so good betwen us that we went from girlfriend and boyfriend to best friends!  

So many of the problems of the grown up world just disappeared when I became a child again.  Goodbye debts. Goodbye worries. I was a carefree girl now, and I had a whole new life in front of me. My young body was filled with an unending amount of energy.   "Oh my god!", Nathalie said with her hands covering her mouth when she saw me. "You are such an adorable little girl!" Her words made me blush a little. "You will so be the little sister I never had. I will teach you everything!", Nathalie said excitedly.   "Nadia! That will be a perfect name for you!" I hadn´t given getting a new name any thought but it made sense, and Nadia felt really nice on the tongue.    

"Wow". Nathalie looked both dumbfounded and and in awe at the same time. "You look fantastic!", she said with a loud whisper. "Like elegant and refined maturity fantastic!" I had thought that those ten extra years on my age would have felt more, but in fact I actually still felt great.  My body was indeed more mature in every sense, a maturity stemming from a decade of knowing yourself better and improving upon that. I spoke eloquently and I looked truly astonishing, with an aura of calmness and authority around me.  The ten years of age was a small price to pay for the amount of respect my new body now demanded.