Jenny thought for a moment before stating her answer. "Hmm, I think I want to be African."
"African? You want to be black?'
"Yeah!" Jenny smiled. "You better not have any problem with that?"
"I don't." Jeff assured her. "But I am curious why you want that."
"Well, I think black girls are beautiful. Also, when I look at myself, I feel like the typical plain white girl. Don't have much of curves or anything to make me stand out. I feel like black girls have what I lack."
"Eh. It's not like all black girls look the same. And, you shouldn't compare yourself to others like that. You're beautiful the way you are. You know I think that "
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. I just want to change already. Let's set this Chronivac thing up."
Jeff and Jenny looked at the options. They changed Jenny's ethnicity to East African. Also, she made sure her new self would be extra curvy. Oh, and everyone else but them would remember her always being like that.
"I am doing it." Jenny said as she initiated the change.
Jeff looked at his girlfriend in anticipation. He took note of her pale skin. Slowly, just enough for him to notice, her skin darkened. Her freckles on her face dispersed as her skin turned tan. Her nose broaded. Lips grew fuller. She smiled. She ran a hand doewn her body, drawing Jeff's attention downwards, caysing him to notice how her hips were now huge. She turned around, letting him see a big ass. It was huge. His eyes were fixated until she turned back around again.
"Do you like?" an unfamiliar voice came from her, deep and sensual.
"Y-yeah." Jeff said dumbfounded.
"I'll show you something you'll really like." She pulled her top off over her head, revealing a lot of her now dark sensual skin, and her boobs sitting in her bra, her very big boobs.
"Don't just stand there looking." She said. "I want you here all over me. I want you, white boy, to touch me, to make love to me."
Jeff closed in to her. She was still short, but as he embraced her, felt her in his arms, he noticed how much bigger she was. She wasn't petite. He had much more to touch, to caress.
While he tried his best to unclasp her bra, he kissed her. She tasted different. Her lips were softer. This felt like a new woman, almost taboo, but it was still Jenny he was kissing.
