Jon calmly watched as the die came to rest, black side up, and felt the now slightly familiar jerk in reality that accompanied the magic of the stone; however as he looked back up at Karyn he did a double take.
The girl that stood before him now was barley recognizable as his friend; her skin was now a dark ebony black, and while her hair was still blonde, it was thicker, courser and done up in a dozen or so tight braids that looked like they had been harshly treated with peroxide to achieve the effect. Her features were border and flatter, her lips fuller, her nose wider, and her figure a good deal curvier; were as she had been a skinny girl with two large breasts stuck on her chest, now her body was fuller, not fat, but defiantly more meat on the bone, this made her breasts seem like a more natural part of her body as they hung off her chest with just the slightest sag to show they were natural, in fact if Jon were any judge they had become slightly bigger, though that might just be the effect of how they were displayed in the tiny black bikini top that strained to keep them under control. Her impressive and overly exposed cleavage was balanced by her thick, rounded ass that seemed to be the epitome of a ghetto booty, and which was barley contained by an impossibly tight pair of purple shorts, and flowed down into a pair of spectacular, if slightly thick, legs ending in a pair of feet encased in transparent plastic stilettos in a similar shape of purple as her shorts.
Her make up was thick and bright, and her curvy body was dripping with well BLING; lots of gold chains, bracelets and rings, all liberally sprinkled with 'diamonds'; on her fingers with there bright purple square cut nails, and multiple times through her ears as well as through one eyebrow, one nostril, and through her thickly painted purple lips. Finally there were the tattoos, done in heavy black ink in order to show up against her dark complexion, a stylized dragon covering most of her upper left arm and a tortured angle covering the right side of her back from shoulder to tail bone.
Karyn just stared down at her self in disbelief for a minute before looking up and exclaiming in her new slightly deeper voice; "What the F*CK is this" waving her hands along her new body "We look like escapees from a bad rap video, is this what you think being black is all about" Karyn finished slightly contemptuously. Jon shook his head angrily, coursing his own thick gold chains to rattle violently, "Hell no, of course not, I just thought we'd all turn into black versions of ourselves, not turn into wanabe gangsta's or something, although.. Oh shit" Jon's now brown eyes widened slightly as something occurred to him, "But this was the sort of image that occurred to me as you were rolling the die, it just sort of popped in there, I guess the stone most have used it as a template" at Karyn's exasperated sigh Jon continued slightly defensively "Oh sue me!, this town doesn't didn't exactly have a massive black community, it's not my fault most of the black people I've seen have been on MTV "
