The exclusive tables at the Dolce Ganno restaurant downtown were full of life and conversation on a busy Friday evening.
Sat at one of them was Allie Raymond, a beautiful, 37 year old model.
'Well 38 now' she had to remind herself.
She was out celebrating her birthday.
Still, many who looked at her wouldn't put her a day over 25. She had flawless, chocolate coloured skin, warm brown eyes, luscious dark locks that flowed to her upper back and a killer body, with long pins and a generous set of double d's all accented perfectly tonight in her little green cocktail dress.
'Black don't crack' she'd often joked.
She knew her looks were a huge asset in her career though. She'd been a model since she left her senior year at high school. Now, she was reaping the rewards of a successful career, living a luxurious life in the big city, with plenty of work to hand (her speciality in modeling being summerwear and 'nightwear') and a host of friends she could share in the adventure of a lifetime with.
Some of those friends were at the table with her tonight, laughing and gossiping as they sipped on expensive wine and took pictures for their Instagram accounts.
"Seriously Nikkie, you should try it out one time" Allie spoke to her friend.
"I don't know Allie, I'm happy enough in my career" Dominique, or Nikkie for short, replied. A year younger than Allie, they two had know each other since middle school, though their paths had converged with their careers, with Dominique getting more into political and social writing and presenting.
"Yeah but look at you girl, you're still gorgeous. It would be a fun something to look back on at least" Allie continued to persuade her friend.
She wasn't lying either. Dominique, though slightly curvier than her friend, was still very attractive, with deep brown eyes, plump lips and even plumper breasts.
"Millie, you'll back me up on this right?" Allie asked the girl to her right.
"She dosen't need my persuasion Allie, she knows she's got it girl!" Millie joked.
A blonde, white girl from overseas, Millie might have been 10 years Allie's junior, but the two had hit it off like a house on fire. She looked up to the older black girl too, having been her guide to the crazy life found in America. And like her friend, she shared many of the physical traits needed for modelling.
"Fine, I'll think about it" Dominique sighed , conceding defeat as she toasted the other girls.
Millie took Allie's attention elsewhere though.
"Oh my gosh, look who's over by the bar Allie".
The two got a in discreet peak to see Rafael, an attractive hunk who had shot many of Allie's best works lately. Though she reveled in the single, girl boss kind of life, she knew he was the kind of man she'd maybe, just maybe, settle down with.
"Millie, stop" Allie told her as she blushed.
"Come on babe, it's your birthday. Like he'd refuse you tonight" Millie cheekily hinted, drawing a few giggles from the others at the table.
"Well if you don't ask him out to this bar place we're going soon, then I will for you".
"Please don't Millie, I'll talk to him myself in a minute" Allie batted back.
"I just need to use the restroom quickly".
Excusing herself from the table, Allie sauntered over to the ladies toilets, the clicking of her heels audible amongst the lively noise of the restaurant. Casting another quick look to the bar, she caught Rafael's eye. He gave her a warm smile and a wave that she returned. She felt a little flutter in her chest at his handsome gaze.
Jumping into one of the stalls, she let out a relieved sigh as she flicked through her phone. A message popped up from her brother, wishing her a happy birthday. He was serving overseas and would be home next month. They couldn't wait to be reunited.
Finishing and pulling her panties back up, she exited for the sinks. The bathroom was currently empty, allowing her some time with the mirror and her phone after she'd washed her hands. She twiddled her expensive gold necklace as she snapped some photos with a smile.
Life was good right now and her birthday was going swell.
As she looked back at her phone however, she found it had frozen. Sighing in frustration, she shook it and tapped the side go get it to work again. Eventually, it responded.
'Ugh, I need to upgrade' she thought.
When she looked back up however, she saw the light above her was flickering slightly now.
'Strange' she pondered.
As the light faded and reappeared, she took a chance to look in the mirror again. That's when she saw it. The faint, shadowy outline of a figure standing just behind her. Turning quickly in shock, she found nobody there however. Spinning back into place, the figure in the mirror had gone. She rubbed her eyes a little in disbelief.
"Heh, maybe I should slow down on the wine" she nervously giggled as she set her phone on the side for a second.
It was then that she started to feel a chill in the small of her back. It was enough to make her shudder.
"Gosh, we've only just started September" Allie noted as her teeth chattered. Looking back up the mirror, she almost screamed as she saw the shadowy figure again. It was closer and clearer now however, something like a hand reaching for her back.
Before she could meet it, she felt the cold chill slowly pierce into her skin. She took a deep gasp as her head shot up, the invading feeling almost paralysing her as her body started to shake. Eventually, all of the shadow disappeared inside of her and a sharp pain began coursing from her temple.
"Ahh...noo..." she stuttered as she held her head in agony. The strange presence began to flow through every nook and cranny of her mind as she saw thoughts not her own. Memories of a criminal moving through the streets. Sex, money, violence... then an old man and the eyes of a demon.
"Please...stop..." she whimpered, a tear escaping her eye. But it was too late. Grasping the basin, her body convulsed as the invading presence took control and her vision faded to black.
Eventually, her head dropped limp for a second, before she took a sharp intake of breath and an evil smile crept on her pretty face, her eyes briefly glowed red. As she gazed into the mirror, a low chuckle not her own, escaped her lips.
"Well now, ain't this something..." Kal's deep, manly voice spoke as it escaped her luscious lips. He admired his new visage in the reflection, running his dainty, slender fingers across his cheek, then through his hair, before they finally began to creep towards his new body's bust.
"Fuccckkk, this babe is seriously hot" he moaned as she squeezed her tits.
"Never thought I'd be a dame, but I guess being a demon let's me be anyone I want".
He let one hand slowly slide down his vessels toned stomach before it reached between her legs...and slowly began to rub.
"Mmm, so this is what these broads feel down there. No wonder they was so happy" he chuckled, his toes tensing in his heels.
A sudden ping to his side startled him somewhat as he came to his senses. He looked down to see a small contraption with a screen. Johnny had once taught him to recognise this was a cell phone.
"Different to my day for sure" Kal noted as he picked it up, finding he could unlock it with the touch of his fingers. On the screen, it looked like this girl had been ready to send a photo message.
38 up and still winning
"Get outta here she's 38!" Kal exclaimed, looking back it his reflection.
"She'da made a trophy dame for sure!"
It was then Kal noticed his faux pas. Though he wore this woman's body as his meatsuit, he still sounded like himself. While it didn't phase him, anyone else hearing his burly tone escaping this little lady's lips might thing otherwise.
"Better fix that..." He noted as he began to clear his throat. Eventually, the tone became more feminine until at last, he used her vocal chords flawlessly.
"This'll take some getting used to" he spoke in his new voice, 'Allie' sounding like she was somewhat trying to put on an Italian American accent to the more trained ear.
"But she'll definitely do for keeps until I gets bored".
Sliding down the straps of her dress, Kal yanked the top down to get a better look at the big milkers on his chest.
"Sexy as fuck" he chuckled as he saw her nipples growing stiff.
Kal could have quite easily gone further if he didn't hear somebody coming for the door. He quickly pulled the dress back up as he readied himself for whoever came.
"Sounds like my first victim. And should be another broad too..." He quietly muttered.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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