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Black World Order Ch. 01

As Erica looked out from the dais to the predominantly African crowd,she couldn't help but think back on how far her dream had come. She looked up to D'qwan, her owner, and felt nothing but pride and admiration. He too had come a long way from the nerdy law student she had found huddled in the library. He was a god now. Well, technically just the new president of the United States, but to her and so many others, he was the god of the new religion - the religion of black supremacy.

She dreamt that the world would see the truth that knew was always there, and now they had. Erica looked down at herself, clothed in the skimpy red lace bra and panties, the color of which denoted her position under her owner and within the new society. She would catch the occasional African in the crowd stare at her and her barely contained tits; she could tell the height of their arousal by their erect phalluses, all enormous, but all were off limits as she was happily owned. Ownership was freedom. Freedom from responsibility, from thought, from everything that didn't involve serving D'qwan. She looked out and smiled; it had all started so long ago...

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She caught herself staring at the beaker again. It would seem all she did these days was work in the genetics lab, but when you don't have any friends, sometimes, the silence of the lab is as calming and comforting as one could ask for. It was late, and she had stayed late in the lab all week. And she was tired. Tired of having no friends. Tired of never having a boyfriend. Tired of never being flirted with. She saw the way men looked at the blonde bimbos from the sororities, and while she knew that she was better than them because she was smarter and had a better personality, she still envied their attention. She glanced over to the mirror hung above the sink and glared at what she had seen every day in her life; a mousy girl with carrot red fussy hair, no tone but no fat, B cup tits, freckles, and a complete overall average appearance. She wasn't ugly but wasn't enough of anything for anyone to really pay attention.

But Erica was only 18. She was a prodigy when it came to science, especially genetics. And though her parents died when some drunk asshole hit them with his car when she was 16, she had already been enrolled at Philadelphia State University for a year and living on her own. As an only child, she inherited everything, but it all seemed empty without them. And that's what caused her throw herself into her books and redouble her efforts into getting her degree and achieving notoriety. And this genetic cocktail was going to be her golden ticket.

Erica glanced again at the pink liquid in the beaker, then at the petri dish beside it. She had isolated the genes responsible for everything she identified as "beauty"; tit size, hair and eye color, complexion, metabolism; she had it all! Then, she had created and ingenious retrovirus that could rip out the old, ugly you and replace it with the enhanced version. "Rip" always seemed like a strong word for what actually was happening, but in her mind's eye, that what she saw happening; so she went with it. She was using it for purely cosmetic reasons, but ultimately, it could be used to remove and enhance other genetic defects of humanity.

Of course, human testing would never be approved at such an early stage, plus she was talking about reengineering human life - highly controversial and highly dangerous given the possibilities. So she kept it a secret, all to herself. To her advisors, she was working on the genetics of hair loss, something her older male advisors found very important, but also something she finished months prior. No, this was something she would have to carry out, start to finish.

Erica heard the 'ding' go off on the alarm and knew everything was ready. She carefully packed the serum, the virus, and her syringes and headed back to her dorm to grab her things and head home to South Jersey. When she got to her dorm room, she walked in to find her roommate and her boyfriend making out and doing some heavy petting. Gina was a Sicilian brunette with olive complexion, big tits, and a big ass, and she could get with any guy on campus if she wanted to. Erica and Gina were complete opposites but got along famously. Erica grabbed her bag silently and headed home where she would be alone for what she hoped was the best spring break of her life.

Once home, she unpacked her equipment and readied herself. The retrovirus was fast acting, which mean that once it started, it would be painful and she would become feverish as her body would futilely try to fight off the "infection". She inserted an IV for hydration and nutrients as should figured that even with the speed of the virus, it would still take a few days; she was rewriting her entire genetic code after all. She took one final look at the syringe, eyeing the curiously pink liquid one final time before inserting it into her IV line and releasing the virus into her body. She lied down and smiled, knowing that no matter what, she wouldn't be the same again after this, and she slowly fell asleep.

She awoke what seemed like an instant later but noticed it was much darker outside. She leaned over to her nightstand to get her phone; it had been four and a half days; her calculations had been 50% off and while she had given herself enough hydration to stay asleep that long, she had not done so with her nutrients, which explained the extreme hunger she had. But other than the hunger, the only difference she felt was a weight on her chest. She stood surprisingly easily, went to her bedroom mirror, and couldn't help but grin ear to ear. She was hot! Her mousy hair became wavy and bouncy; her body became toned with muscle yet still womanly; her eyes were a stunning violet; and her tits were huge! She only them this big on the glamour models Gina would look at when she thought Erica was asleep.

Her body had changed so dramatically that she didn't think any of her old clothes would do anymore. But it was nighttime, and she needed something to eat, badly; so on she threw a sweatshirt and some pajama pants and drove over to the local diner. Being that she spent all of her time at the college, no one recognized her, but the late night crowd of drunks and stoners paid her plenty of attention. She ordered the lumberjack special with extra bacon and ate it with gusto as her stomach demanded nothing less.

Erica glanced around the room, surveying her fellow nighthawks when she noticed one of the girls from what Erica was calling 'the stoner table' was looking right back at her. Erica turned away quickly and went back to her pancakes when she noticed the girl had walked over and was standing next to her.

"Mind if I have a seat?" the girl asked.

"Um, no. Not at all," she replied, "I'm Erica." She looked the girl over quickly. She had on short black skirt showing off shapely legs and a tight AC\DC T-shirt. She wasn't into girls before, but she could feel an attraction to her the must have come from the retrovirus; she would have to note this later.

"Adrianna, but everyone calls me Adri. My friends and I haven't seen you here before, you new here?" Adri responded.

"You could say that." Erica smiled flirtatiously at Adri. "I'm back from college for spring break and just got really hungry; so I came here."

"Well no one should eat alone so why don't you come join us?" asked Adri.

Erica smiled. In all her years as her old self, she never had someone ask her to sit with them; she always had to do the asking. But on the first night as her new self, she already had an invitation! "Why not?" replied Erica.

The two girls walked over with Erica's plates to Adri's table. "Everyone, this is Erica; she's home for spring break. Erica, this skater is my boyfriend, Mattie; this slut is Sarah; and this guy with the tank top is Jamal - he's our token black friend."

"Shut up, Adri, or I'll bend you over this table and fuck you until the only words out of your mouth will be 'Oh', 'Yes', and 'Fuck me harder!'" Jamal replied jokingly.

"Oh behave, Jamal. Mattie, are you going to let him talk to me like that?" Adri asked as she and Erica sat down, but before Mattie could respond, Sarah jumped in and asked, "So Erica, where do you go to school?"

"I'm getting my Masters degree in genetics from PSU," replied Erica.

"Holy shit, but you only look 18?" jumped in Mattie.

"I am 18," said Erica, "I got into PSU early and stayed for my Masters, probably will stay for my doctorate too; they have a good program."

The group looked stunned. "Shit, we're just a bunch of failures who go to community college," interjected Adri. "I was gunna ask if you wanted to go to the Shore with us this weekend, but I guess you wouldn't wanna hang with a bunch of losers like us."

"Are you kidding me?! I would love to go with you guys, but I wasn't planning on going to the shore so I don't have anything to wear," sighed Erica.

"Not a problem. I'll take you shopping tomorrow and we'll get you everything you need! You just bring a credit card or a big wad of cash. Either way, I'll take care of you," said Adri as she smiled and placed a hand conspicuously high on Erica's thigh.

Erica thought for a moment. She had just met these people, and while they seemed normal, she didn't really know them. And while Erica had never been sexual at all before now, she suddenly wanted to explore this part of herself with Adri. Erica looked right at Adri and smiled, "I'm in."

The next day, Erica showed up at the mall in loose fitting jeans and another baggy sweatshirt. "You know, you have this beautiful face but need a ton of help with your wardrobe," called Adri from the entrance to the department store. She was wearing another tight black top and short skirt; Erica really did like how it showed off her legs.

"I know! I need a complete fucking makeover; you up for the challenge?" Erica asked. Adri smiled, "Girl, I'm going to change your world. Let's start with the basics." And with that, Adri grabbed Erica's hand and dragged her through the mall and into Victoria's Secret.

Upon walking in, an associate walked over and introduced herself. "Hello, my name is Jane; how can I help you today?"

Adri grabbed and shoved Erica forward. "This girl has clearly been living under a rock for the past 18 years and needs some serious help. We need to get her a total wardrobe." Adri reached up and grabbed Erica's tits; Erica blushed with excitement. "Erica! What have you been hiding under here? These have to be..." Adri gave her tits another squeeze, "G cups?"

"Let's see," replied Jane as she smiled and turned to get a few different brass and sizes to try on. "Get the sexy ones, Jane; this girl needs to get laid! And money's no object!" yelled Adri.

Erica blushed a deeper shade of red. "I don't know if I need that, Adri."

"Don't be silly! Everyone needs sex and therefore you must look sexy; although, those tits of yours should be enough to make any man... or woman desire you.". Adri kicked her lips with a look of hunger, and all Erica could do was look away. The blushing had given way to a growing arousal, again, clearly a side effect of the genetic re-engineering; she would definitely have to note this.

Jane returned and ushered the two girls into a private dressing room reserved for higher end clientele. Once inside, Jane spoke, "Please remove your clothing miss so we can begin." Jane was very professional, which was comforting in such an intimate situation. She was also fairly pretty. Not well endowed in her chest, but slim with fair skin and blonde hair.

Erica stripped herself of her garments and turned around to see both Adri and Jane's mouths agape. She saw their eyes glued to her massive, perky tits. She followed Adri's eyes as they slowly made their way down her torso, admiring her toned abs, waist, and hips. When Adri's eyes got to Erica's pussy, Adri licked her lips, just a little but enough for Erica to notice and the mere thought of being so sexy heightened Erica's arousal even further.

For all of the naked bodies she had seen, even Jane was impressed by this model of human sexuality. "I think I have some more ideas that would look great on you," said Jane as she turned and left the room.

After Jane had left the room, Adri spoke, "Brains and beauty. You must have all the boys back at PSU fighting over you."

"Not really," replied Erica. "I've never actually been on a date."

"Well certainly you've had a one night stand or two! With that body, how could anyone resist?!" countered Adri. She walked right up to Erica and ran the back of a solitary finger down Erica's side, from her naked breast to her hips, "I know I couldn't" she stated flirtatiously.

"I never really fit in with anyone there. I was always younger than everyone else and was concentrating on my studies." And while this was a true statement, Erica still knew it was misleading. Everyone resisted her body because this body wasn't her body until the day before. "I'm still a virgin, to be honest."

Adri's expression changed from flirty to shocked. And then almost as quickly to hunger. Adri grabbed Erica's hips and pulled her into a passionate kiss. Erica was at first shocked, "But what about Mattie?!"

"Mattie and I have a special relationship. There's a lot you'll learn about our little group this weekend." Having finished talking, Adri gave back into her lustful desires for Erica, and in turn, Erica then gave into her desire as well. She pulled Adri into her, thrusting her tongue into Adri's mouth.

"I believe these emerald green and black lace sets would look amazing on your pale complexion," spoke Jane as she reentered the room. Erica and Adri quickly broke off their kiss, both women still showing a desire for the other. Jane had Erica try on a red lace plunge bra with a crochet lace shortie. Erica loved the way they accentuated her tits and ass, and she noticed that she was finally getting the self-confidence she was hoping to find through her experiments. "What do you think Adri?" asked Erica.

"I think you look delicious! Good enough to eat," replied Adri.

"Excellent," jumped in Jane. "Let's try the emerald." Erica liked the way the color contrasted with her hair. The bra also made her breasts pop out, which she liked, but she thought the panties were suitable but nothing extraordinary. Erica looked in the mirror at Adri and saw her mouth 'I want you' at her. Erica blushed and changed the subject. "I like the look of the black one as well, but I'm going to the Shore for the weekend and will need something; do you have any swimsuits?"

"We do, and I think I have some ideas," and with that, Jane left the room again.

Adri rushed over to Erica and kissed her again. "I don't know if you know this, but you're a fucking sex goddess, and you and I are going to fuck this weekend." Erica was both taken aback and incredibly turned on my Adri's forwardness.

"Oh come on Adri, I don't turn you on that much!" scoffed Erica. But Adri didn't respond. She just stared right into Erica's eyes, took Erica's hand and moved it under her skirt. Much to Erica's shock, Adri wasn't wearing panties, and not only that, but Adri's pussy was sopping wet.

"Erica, I want you. And if that bitch Jane wasn't going to walk back in any moment, I'd already be between your legs licking at your pussy and drinking up your juices." Erica moaned at this suggestion; the thing was though - at this point, she wanted to be between Adri's legs too. She wanted to suck on Adri's tits and do whatever else would make Adri happy. She could feel herself getting wet just thinking about serving Adri. She was right; they were going to fuck this weekend.

"I think this will be perfect for you," Jane announced as she came back in and placed two bikinis on a table. The first was a black bikini with a thong bottom and a bra-like top with criss-crossing strings across her chest; Erica loved that look! The second was an American flag bikini with a blue field and stars over her right breast and red and white stripes over her left; so that it looked accurate when looking onto it. "We don't have the Flag bikini here. But I have a friend at another store in the mall, and she let me borrow it to show it to you. I thought it'd be perfect for the Shore."

"Well it sure is patriotic; I'll take them both!" exclaimed Erica. And with that, Jane gathered the bras, panties, and bikinis and brought them to the front. Erica then walked over to Adri, "Go home and get ready for the weekend; I'm going to go to the department store and get a couple of outfits for the weekend, but I want it to be a surprise," Erica smiled. "Pick me up at my place in 3 hours?"

Adri pulled in Erica's face for one last deep kiss, smiled, nodded, and walked away.

*******************

When Adri pulled up to Erica's house, Erica realized that the whole group had piled into Adri's Mazda3. She walked over in a yellow sundress that showed off her legs, "So where am I supposed to sit?" asked Erica.

"Sorry, space is limited; you mind sitting on Mattie's lap?" responded Adri as she got out of the car and moved towards the front passenger seat. Erica looked into the car and saw Mattie sitting in the rear passenger seat, with a big suitcase in between he and Sarah. Erica shrugged, "Yeah, I guess that will work." And as she placed her suitcase in the trunk, she turned and bumped right into Jamal on his way to the driver's seat..

"Sorry baby, but you lookin' good today. Adri sure did know what to do with you; she knows what to do with me too." Jamal smirked. Erica stared for a second at him. This was the first really good look she got of him and he was handsome and muscular. She wondered why he didn't have a girlfriend; maybe it was Sarah? She continued to move to the rear door and carefully sat down on Mattie's lap.

"Is this ok?" she asked him.

"Oh yeah, don't worry; the Cape isn't too far away," Mattie responded, and they were off.

The procession of one classic rock song after another made the ride pretty fast, but after about 15 minutes, Erica felt something pressing against her ass. It was small and wasn't pressing against her too much, but it was definitely there. She turned back to Mattie, "Is everything OK?"

"Oh yeah," Mattie responded. "I just get real hard when I see her doing what she loves." Erica was confused. Whatever was pressing against her ass didn't seem hard; she didn't understand how it could be Mattie's erection, but she also knew the science of it all and didn't question, just blushed. Until she looked where Mattie was pointing, and she saw Adri going down on Jamal's deep black cock while he was driving. It was enormous, so long and thick that Adri could barely fit it in her mouth, but she looked determined to make Jamal cum. Long strokes of her tongue along his lengthy shaft followed by her head bobbing up and down, probably only able to take two-thirds of his length into her mouth.

"But I thought you two were dating?" Erica asked.

"We are," Mattie stated matter of factly. "I'm Adri's cuck. I'm her boyfriend in all ways but sexual. Jamal's such a better lover than me; it's only fair to Adri. After all, I'm just a little whiteboi."

Erica was still taking in everything Mattie had just said when Jamal began to groan and long, thick, streams of ejaculate erupted from Jamal's beast of a phallus. Adri caught some in her mouth, but then closed it, seemingly prefer to catch the rest on her face. When Jamal was done, Adri looked right at Erica and pulled her in for a kiss, forcing the ejaculate she caught in her mouth into Erica's. It tasted warm and salty; Adri smiled again. "We're gunna have a good weekend, hey Slut?"

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