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Attitude Adjustment [BimboficationNeeded and BlackestKnight]

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Alice Scott was always excited when a convention or similar event came into town and VG-Con was no different. The event was large convention dedicated mostly to video games but also to the entirety of nerd fandom where she always felt right at home. It had games that she was curious about, manga that she wanted to read, comic books that she wanted to buy, and all sorts of collectibles that she could spend her money on. It was also a place where she could go to bond with her girlfriend, a lovely woman that she was very close to and with whom she shared many of her interests. She loved these conventions more than anything else for all of the things that they offered her, but there was always one thing about conventions that soured her during the mostly-enjoyable events, and that was the people. Namely the men.

Alice was a big fan of cosplaying, and as a result she would often go to these things in costume. Right now she was dressed up as Cynthia from Pokémon, with everything from the black ears, furry neckband, and small jacket to the flared ends of the pants, the black boots, and a blonde wig that obscured her reddish hair to provide a more realistic appearance. The outfit was pretty formfitting other than the jacket and always led to attention that she wasn't looking for. She wore the costumes because she enjoyed them and because it was a good time to dress up as a character she loved, but there were a lot of people that seemed to think that the reason she dressed up was so that she could be ogled by the men around her. As she walked around the convention she had felt a number of eyes ogling her with an odd lust behind it that made her very uncomfortable. Her girlfriend had had her Dawn cosplay on complete with the white stocking cap and she had noticed that Emika, her lovely girlfriend, was getting all of the same responses.

Right now Emika had made a stop in the bathroom and had granted her girlfriend permission to keep going without waiting for her. Right now the wig-wearing beauty was walking around alone in the convention hall in the sexy black cosplay. She had a purse in her hand and her eyes were grazing along the tables around her to get a look at her options. There was so much to buy.
 
Keyshawn made his rounds through the densely crowded cosplay convention, ever on the prowl for fresh "talent" he thought might help with his
modeling agency. Really just an excuse to meet and fuck beautiful women and turn them out to make a quick buck or two at these events. Nerds always paid top dollar for top shelf pussy. Moreso if the girl could carry on a conversation of their choosing. Keyshawn himself didn't see the appeal, none of the characters at these things looked like him anyway. The VG-CON was one of the more high-profile conventions in the country. A good place to canvass and get a feel for trends and all that.

It was around midday or so and Keyshawn had only been been around the joint once so far, but nothing so far caught his attention. Most of the girls at the booths were working for other pimps, tricking on the side or stripping. He needed to find a real gamerchick. A girl next door type he could get his claws into and mold into his golden whore. That was was until he caught a glance of just the type of girl he'd been looking for, from the opposite end of the room. She looked a little uncomfortable, a bit nervous and anxious . She had a rack and a decent enough ass for a white chick.
He noticed that she was browsing some wares, bent over showing off some of that lovely figure, she was dressed in all black like she'd been funeral. He made his move, he reached out, touching the same book as her at roughly the same moment. His dark hand cresting ontop of her lily white one. "So you like this kind of thing?" He said with an amused smirk. His voice commanded with a strong tone, though he spoke with a soft-spokeness. He was quite strikingly different from the other type of men at these kind of things, but he was a man all the same. A big black powerful man who was standing right behind her. She might have cursed her racist body for having its inborn reaction. Ones mind couldn't help but wander instinctively to interracial sex. Powerful racist imagery and thoughts overriding ones better upbringing and values, albeit briefly.
 
Right now her right had was resting on an art book for a visual novel that she had finished recently. The number out of two hundred in the bottom left hand corner of the cover suggested it was a limited edition too which made it even more exciting. With made her less exciting was the number up in the top right corner that was more than she spent on food in three days. She was trying to figure out if she could afford it when suddenly the figure that she hadn't noticed approaching managed to sneak up and make a motion towards her. She was looking at the face of the characters on the book instead of her hand so the first moment that she noticed that something was up was when the set of thick fingers settled on her own. A moment later her eyes shot wide ope and looked over at the hand. The voice in her ear had an odd strength and she quickly ripped her hand away from under his and turned around. Her ass bumped into the table as she tried to get away from him with enough force that the man running the station reminded her that if she knocked things over and damaged them she would have to pay for it. She was surprised at the sight of the male. A powerful black figure with broad shoulders and a strong face. She felt bad for it, but she couldn't help but feel a bit intimidated by him. The fact that his hand had shown quite a lot of strength definitely didn't help calm her down. He was the kind of person that she would see walking around late at night around college campus and wonder if she could avoid without looking like she was trying to do it on purpose. It took her a few moments to be able to force a few words out. “I'd prefer if you take a step back and not touch me without my permission.” She insisted in a firm voice that she hoped would counteract his authoritative tones. “And yes, I do like this kind of thing.” Alice added quickly in case he was one of those people here to accuse her of being a fake geek girl.
 
When he reached out to touch her hand on the book, the girl reacted quite hysterical to his presence. It was a little humorous to see her squirm in such a predictable fashion. She seemed stalled as she searched for an appropriate response. When she replied with the following, “I'd prefer if you take a step back and not touch me without my permission.”

He couldn't help but back away, though not before leaning down to deliver something into her ear "As you wish my lady, that's a nice Cynthia cosplay you have there... by the way. Black looks good on you" He punctuated that remark with a smirk. He reached for his billfold, presenting a business placard, he tucked the card into the gap of her dress along the strap of her shoulder . "Ever thought of modeling?" On the card was a model posing as one of the sailor scouts with her legs propped up in a suggestive but professional appearing pose, at the top right was an index with his contact information and other info related to his agency. The name of the agency was listed as "Topshelf Models " in white drip-like ink superimposed to a dark background. "I've done work with Yaya Han, Monika Lee, and others in the business. An obvious lie but who would bother to look into such a thing, really? "How about this. I'll pay for that visual novel if you promise to do a session with me? How does that sound? He reached over tucking a fresh $100 into the palm of her hand.

"Come join Topshelf sometime, I'll be here for the weekend."
 
When he tucked the card into her shoulder strap she quickly grabbed the card and ripped it out so she could look at it. The card was pretty professional looking, with all of the information that would make him look good and a picture that made her frown slightly. There was a certain lewdness to the position that suggested to her that the goal of the photoshoots that he did wasn't to appreciate the craftsmanship of the outfits that his models was wearing, but to show how they accentuated the women wearing them. The names that he pulled out were pretty impressive with all of the names quickly registering in her mind. She was surprised that a guy that had that kind of background would be coming to talk to her right now, especially in such a crass and brash way. Alice was all set to reply, with her plans being to tell him to fuck right off but when he reached in again and a crisp one hundred dollar bill was placed in her hand it seemed to shock her. She seemed taken aback by the sight, but she did her best to push down the idea of accepting. Sure, some extra money would be great, but she wasn't here for this.

“Thanks for the offer, but I'm not interested in shoots made for men online to jack off to the sight of me in my costume.” Alice said finally. It hurt to do, but she held the hand with the hundred dollars back out towards him. She wanted it a lot and knew it could make the weekend more enjoyable but at the same time she had some firm principles to stand on.
 
“Thanks for the offer, but I'm not interested in shoots made for men online to jack off to the sight of me in my costume.”

Yeah, right. The bitch probably did her fair share of cock-teasing in high school, girls like that usually were, reformed thots and such or maybe she was one of those types who was never that comfortable in her body, now shes too good to show off those lovely assets of hers because some perverts may use her as fap material. She should be glad to wake up with a body most girls would die for.

She needed to be reminded just what she was turning down. "I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name there Cynthia? My name is Keyshawn. Friends call me K-Jon. He reached over taking control of her hand, he was warm to the touch and his grip was unbelievably firm, he reeled her into his space ever so with so little effort, so that he could inspect her more closely. He doned a cocksure smirk.

The black man licked his lips, as he engaged her on a personal level. "Opportunities like this don't come around twice. There's so many stories of girls who missed their windows and regret not taking that offer when they had the chance. I understand if you don't want to be objectified but you don't think people objectify me for the way I look? I model. I've had men & women come to me, assuming that I'd have sex with their wives or them because of some porn stereotype. Even if you find work with another agency, you'll be typecast just because you got some curves. See how that works? I think you should try it out any way, just to get a feel if it's for you or not. "
 
“Alice.” She interjected monosyllabically when he mentioned that he hadn't caught her name yet. She didn't think that this ass was going to need her last name and he didn't seem interested in volunteering his last name anyway. Right now it was obvious that she still wasn't calming down from her position. She still had her back up against the table and a stern expression on her face. The man operating the small booth looked a little annoyed at the two people that were getting in the way of his customers but the awkward and scrawny pale-skinned artist was also not interested in trying to argue with the towering dark-skinned man that made up half of the group. He just grumbled softly to himself before turning his attention to someone standing at the table that actually appeared to be interested in purchasing some of his items.

The moment that his hand made contact with hers the natural redhead tensed at the feeling of his hand grabbing hold of hers. She could feel the powerful grip holding firm around her wrist and a moment later her eyes widened at the feeling of him pulling her in. Alice could feel the strength of his body in his movements and now that she was close she could feel the heat of his body radiating up against her. With a small, vaguely unhappy frown on her lips she listened to him explain his story. It was vaguely sympathetic, but not enough to get her to calm down “And tell me then. What exactly is this great opportunity that I'm missing out on? The chance to have your camera shoved up my skirt? Or maybe jut some cleavage shots?” Alice replied with her protests remaining firm but slightly less intense than before.
 
"Listen Alice, mind if we took this conversation somewhere else preferably?" He glanced back to the lineup forming around the booth. Without saying too much. They were beginning to attract some looks and they were holding up the line as well.

With his hand still embracing her own , he guided Alice over to a more unoccupied space on the conventions outskirts. He may have held onto her hand a bit longer than he needed to. Perhaps leading to some kind of awkward tension, but as long as she didn't mention it, he wouldn't bother to stop. He needed every opportunity to open her up. The redhead didn't seem to fight him so far despite her reservations.

"Has anyone told you can be a real hard sell? I'm just gonna be level with you here Alice. You look good, and you do have the type of body men are generally interested in for all the wrong reasons, but I wouldn't consult you If I didn't think I couldn't raise your profile. Yes, I may put a camera on you and tell you to give me sexy, but that's your choice. If you want to finagle this into high fashion or whatever that's cool, but you have to build a foundation and it starts here. What do people notice about you first? It's not your smile. I know. We use our obvious gifts to get what we want in life. How many people do you think know that I went to Duke of all places? Scored in the 10th percentile of my class while breaking records on the field, in that order.

These people find out after awhile there's more to me than meets the eye, but it's not the first thing on their minds when I meet people. It wasn't the first thing on your mind."
 
When he mentioned taking this somewhere else she glanced around for a few moments before letting out a soft sigh. “Fine, we can go somewhere else, but not for too long. My companion's going to be looking for me soon.” She replied before allowing herself to be led away. Alice had decided that mentioning her romantic relationship with said woman probably wasn't the best idea. The kind of person that would stop her and ask to take pictures of her in a cosplay was probably the same kind of person that would enjoy the thought of her having a hot girlfriend to add to the photos. She wanted to shoot her girlfriend a quick text, but she quickly found herself being dragged along and unable to grab for her phone.

She glanced around the unoccupied area for a few moments before turning her attention back towards him. “You would be surprised.” She replied curtly at the mention of how she was a hard sell. It was true that she could be a lot of work when it came to most things. She was the type of person that didn't make any big decisions without thinking long and hard about it and right now the idea of a photo shoot was something that she considered to be a big decision. The mention of him going to Duke was impressive, but what got her attention more was the mention of her own 'gifts'. She was pretty sure she knew what he meant. “Let me guess. You're talking about my tits and ass, right? Those are my gifts? Not my 4.0 GPA at Cornell?” She replied with slight anger in her voice.
 
“Let me guess. You're talking about my tits and ass, right? Those are my gifts? Not my 4.0 GPA at Cornell?”

"See, that's what I'm talking about hon. No one can look at you and tell what school you went to or what your gpa was. People are superficial. Your tits and ass are just vehicles among others to sell yourself to perspective bidders. People want to see them so, let em out." Unannounced, he pulled at her blouse's plunging neckline, exposing those delicious perky udders in the process. "Don't give me that look, bitch" He had her against the wall now. Bringing himself face-to-face with her. Closing in on the the girl then he made his move.

He gave her tits a good squeeze. His hands groping and fondling at her erect pink stubs , his strong dark hands playing with her areola's a bit before going down to tease underneath her boobs as well , he leaned into her ear whispering. "I have a big black cock that I'm just dying to introduce to you to. I'll show you mine if you show me yours. This can go easy or this can go brutal" He took her hand and forced it into his pants letting her feel his massive girth. Jesus, he was a monster. "Go ahead and see for yourself whore"
 
Alice already had a long rant prepared about how if someone paid more attention to her tits than her intelligence then that kind of person wasn't the type of person that she wanted to be friends with, but before she got the chance he decided to make his move on her. A loud gasp of shock came when suddenly he ripped the neckline of her top down. The black garment slid quickly out of the way and allowed her two ample breasts to bounce free. She grunted at being forced into the wall and the moment that his hands made contact with her breasts her body tensed. She liked having her breasts played with, but not by this asshole.

Her eyes widened slightly when her hand was forced up against the powerful bulge in the front of his pants. Alice didn't have a lot of experience with penises, but from her vague knowledge of the male genitalia she could tell that he was absolutely massive. The idea of having a dick that huge wrecking her pussy might have been arousing for some women, but for her it was more of a worrying idea than anything else. “You fucking pervert. If you don't pull away from me right now I'll make sure that you get arrested for sexual assault. Pig.” She spat out at him as she attempted to wiggle free from his grip but failed to escape the hold of his strong hands.
 
He didn't stop on account of a little protesting. She could yell, she could do anything but she was going to get fucked either way. By now his cock had been freed and she hadn't quit jerking him off despite her threats, taking his hand to her neck, he pulled Alice into a deep prolonged kiss, her pout pink lips fighting off but finally yielding to his own, he could feel her twist in disgust as she struggled to kiss him back. "You know I eat pussy too. I'm a feminist." Maybe on some level she accepted he was just too damn strong to fight off.

"You're afraid of this big black man and what he could do to your pussy, go ahead say it. If you plead like a little girl, I might stop before you're completely ruined." Keyshawn felt around her ass with his heavy engrossing hand, he then flipped her over so she faced away. He wouldn't strip her completely, but he could get to either hole he wanted to. "You're probably thinking to yourself, please don't let this nigger get me pregnant, please don't let him rape me. Is that what you're thinking?" And then he forced his cock into her pleading once-tight twat forcing her leg apart , he grabbed a hand full of redhair and plunged it in deep.
 
By this point Emika had finished her bathroom break and left the bathroom. Alice had said that she would be waiting in a specific area of the convention hall, but after she walked up and down the same area she was pretty sure that her girlfriend wasn't in the area. The short woman looked a bit worried but quickly pulled her cell phone out of her pocket to shoot a quick text to Alice asking where she was. After a short pause she found herself without a response. "I knew she would get distracted." The tank skinned woman murmured as she walked off to locate her lover among the crowds.

The text message sent to her did get a vibration out of Alice's phone, but when he ripped her shirt down she had dropped her bag which was now sitting on the ground where she wasn't going to notice it. Right now her attention was fully on him. The fear that he had instilled in her was enough to force her to leave her hand resting on his pulsating phallus. Her eyes remained widely open as he kissed her and at the same time her body twisted away and her lips remained pressed together to stop him from being able to force his tongue inside of her mouth. "Feminist my ass, you sexist fuck!" She blurted out once he had pulled back and made his laughable comment.

"I don't want anyone's dick inside of me!" She blurted out in reply. She kept hoping someone would come help her, but their isolated position left her unable to get any help or assistance. There was nothing she could do to protect herself. Another loud grunt came when she was twirled around and her front was forced into the wall. Alice tried to push herself back but when the head of his dick pressed against her pussy she froze. "No, please d-!" She began but before she could finish her body trembled at the feeling of his cock pressing inside of her pussy. "No, pull out!" She gasped as her squirming caused her wig to shift out of place slightly.
 
"Who knew champion cynthia would be brought down in such humiliating fashion. Black cock is super-effective. That's what you get you worthless white trash whore. You'll never go back to the way you were before. What woman willl want you now after I'm done with you? " He grunted through powerful thrusts. He could feel her body shake and contract with unadulterated lust , a look of need unbecoming of her hovered in her cerulean pools, he'd seen the same look from many of the same women he'd pumped and dumped before. The inescapable moment right before he fucked their brains out along with any ounce of self respect to accompany that thought in the same stretch.

She was nothing special. Just another opinionated cunt with an inflated sense of herself. She needed to be reminded just how beneath she objectively was to him.

It was there alright. It seemed like with each hateful remark, her pussy gushed out slicking around his rigid ridiculous cock . He might have called her "cunt" or "cracker" or some other slur a dozen or so times. She didn't seem to respond to any of it, only moan.

She was a proud one alright, but she was gradually succumbing to the fever building up inside her swelling womb. "Look at yourself" He pulled her hair back so that she could see her reflection in a nearby window fixed above , the detached "so gone" look of pleasure strained upon her facial exterior. It must have been difficult to see herself become this other type of woman.

"So, just what kind of cracker are you anyway? Irish? Dutch? From here you look like a white trash" Thrusting deep, he made her ass slap and turn bright red from his efforts. He didn't pull out, he wouldn't pull out. His hands fixed on her hips as he stroked her with the first 8 or so inches, leaving some room for an extra two or three that weren't even inside her, working her into a doggy position with her face palmed firmly against the wall, her body bounced wonderfully to his strokes. With almost no effort, he picked her up off the wall and began bouncing her on his beautiful black master cock.
 
As much as Alice hated it she found pretty quickly that her body hated it quite a lot less than her. The only things that had been inside of her pussy were fingers, tongues, and the occasional rare dildo and vibrator so having a real human dick inside of her was totally different. He had manged to convince her that resistance was futile, so she barely hesitated as she was positioned up against the wall with his cock splitting her pussy wide open. It hurt at first, but the pain even began to fade away and was replaced with a powerful pleasure that she found odd. Each time that he insulted or mocked her she would flinch visibly but like her fucking she found it sadly sexy, with her body trembling at the lewd and aggressive words. Her mouth hung open to let out a constant stream of gasps and groans as her head was forced back. Her eyes sharpened for a moment at the disgusting sight of her face obviously filled up with pleasure. She hated it, but at the same time part of her loved it. “I-Irish...” She gasped out weakly as her body continued to tremble. The eight inches was nearly too much for her and her unstable body made it clear that this pleasure was unlike anything she had felt before.

Alice was definitely the controlling half of the relationship, the one that would carry the map and decide where they were going, so without the company of her costumed girlfriend Emika was left pretty confused about where she was going. For a long few minutes she did very little more than simply wander around and look for some sign of her redhead lover. She ended up assuming a search pattern emulating something of a spiral, starting in from the location where she thought that they were going to meet and working her way outwards to the outskirts. Finally she located an odd corner, an area off to the side where few went, and that was where she found what she was looking for. “Alice?” She gasped at the sound of cries, and with a hurry she moved forward. She poked her head around a corner, and that was when she saw it. Her jaw dropped at the sight. She could see the towering black man standing over her girlfriend, shoving his huge dick inside of her. Alice had gone mostly limp at this point, and was doing little more than groan. “W-what's going on?” She murmured mostly to herself as she found her eyes locked on the absurdly sexy but simultaneously upsetting sight.
 
Keyshawn wasn't done having his filll with his new cocksleeve aka Alice. For a girl who was so proud and outspoken about her feminism, she wasn't very strong or independent laying limp on his cock, depleted and horny and pleading in a little girls voice. Not only was she cheating on her girlfriend, she was enjoying it with a man who was a misogynist at best, a sleazy pimp at worse. This was her true female instinct. She couldn't ignore that.

Yeah, he raped her, but he didn't try to restrain her at this point, she was doing all the work, popping her legs open and taking him into her sweet cracker twat. They were locked in intense sweaty confusing hate sex. Her face said it all, she was probably crying and or looking away at the time, her face streaked in cold wet tears, running her makeup.

She looked like a bitch in heat awaiting her grand prize. His sperm was the icing on the cake that made it all worthwhile. His mark of posession of her, if he came in her pussy she was as good as done. Cumming on her face would be even more degrading, but a facial would be too obvious. He wanted to send her back to her girlfriend with a present not as noticeable but something more personal, something she'd find and if she were a true freak she'd want a taste , with a grunt he fired two healthy loads of ropey seed into her gaping pussy, a nice creampie to go, a bit of his cum oozed down her leg. Keyshawn clearing his throat, he said something to her to the effect of. "I like you Alice, but sometimes you need to mind your place when men are talking. I hope this doesn't ruin our potential relationship. I want to work with you, but I also want to fuck you. Just gimme a call if you're ever in need of some dick. "

She'd be making cookies and doing laundry by the end of the week. Keyshawn was zipped and ready to go. He thanked her. She was such a mess. She reeked of sex. Her eyes were glazed over. He helped her with her clothes, he could tell there was still a bit of bad blood but he'd knocked her down a peg or two since then. "So, tell me about this girlfriend of yours. She anything like you? " He knew this was a touchy subject for her to talk casually about her girlfriend to the guy who just raped her. He then said something that probably made her skin crawl "I want you to introduce me to her. Don't tell her I just fucked you, just say that I'm your new agent. She's the cute little chinky girl you were with earlier, right?"
 
By the time that he had been fucking her for a good few moments the fight was gone. Her hips would occasionally push back towards him as her eyes squeezed shut as a sign of her obvious discomfort. She could do little more than take his cock inside of her body at this point, something that felt far better than she would ever want to openly admit. When finally his cock squirted out inside of her Alice's eyes shot open and her body trembled for a few moments. She collapsed forward against the wall and panted heavily for a long few minutes. She hated him, hated the idea of a potential relationship with him, and hated that he had fucked her, but still the thought of her calling him was appealing. She hadn't cum that time, but she had just barely been short. With a sigh she began redressing and did her best to fix her make-up and clothing so that she wouldn't be so obvious to those around her. At the same time Emika ran off quickly, leaving her girlfriend behind. Emika had no idea what to do right now, so she just decided to go back and stand where she would have waited for Alice if she hadn't located the redhead.

The sudden mention of her girlfriend got the attractive redhead to tense in place. A look of mild panic crossed her face. She could handle him doing this sort of thing to her, but the thought of him hurting her girlfriend was something totally different. Still, by this point he had made it very clear that resisting his requests would only end up with her being forced into it in a more violent way. His mention of the girl she was with earlier also proved that he had been watching her before making his move which was not a shocking idea. A small nod came as she looked away for a few moments and then nodded slowly. “Yes, that's my girlfriend, Emika.” The attractive woman replied as she made sure that her clothing was looking as flawless as possible. She wanted there to be as little indication as possible of what had just happened to her. The experience she had just gone through had been amazingly embarrassing and she didn't want anyone to figure it out. “When do you want to meet her? Do you want to meet up later, or should we go find her right now?” Alice replied before a look of worry crossed her face. Emika was certainly done with the bathroom and was likely worried sick looking for her. “I should probably go find her. She's probably just wandering around aimlessly without me.” She added with an obvious bit of worry present in her voice. Alice was a pretty good girlfriend so she didn't like the thought of her lover wandering around the convention hall totally unaware of where she had gone off to. Of course she had no idea that Emika knew a lot more about what had just happened than she would ever want her shorter lover to be aware of.
 
He looked her over carefully inspecting her wardrobe with an attentive watchful look. Alice was alluring in her little black dress. Who knew she just got bent over and fucked like a cheap piece of whore meat. The fact that she'd just been done made her hotter in some reason he wasn't quite sure, she looked a bit more uninhibited. "Don't take this the wrong way, but you look hotter Alice. That dress was stiff on you before, now it's relaxed to your defiled form. These virgins may not see it, but I can tell you were just broken in" Maybe she was cut out for the modeling gig after all. He added. "My sperm is particularly potent and produces a primal effect over women slowly changing them from the inside, you can feel it. can't you? You can feel my sperm percolating in your womb. It's a euphoric feeling, I've been told. "

"Do you love her?" He shot a cursory glance her way, awaiting her response.

His hand reached down taking a handful of her peach ass, knowing she wouldn't do much about it except whine or protest, he played with her ass regardless of how she felt, his powerful dark hand working up and down, massaging her lovely ripened backside.

"If only Emika had a big black cock, right?"

"I want to meet her as soon as possible, you're afraid I'm going to embarrass you infront of your girlfriend? or maybe I'll do the same to her as I did to you? I think you'd enjoy that on some level. What would you do if I fucked her Alice? You'd love her anyway? Even if she came to you with a mouthful of my spunk? she loves you Alice, remember that. She probably loves you so much she probably wouldn't mind the little mess I made. You should show her what I did to you and ask her to help you get it out. She'll be on her knees soon enough. That girl loves you. I know her type " He seemed to press this button of hers, what he had in store was far more sinister in design.
 
Alice's cheeks were pale enough to clearly show off a deep blush when he commented on how she looked. She hadn't noticed any of this supposed relaxation or breaking in that he mentioned, but his mention of how his cum could affect women sent a shiver through her body. “I haven't noticed anything.” She replied even as she felt his moist heat swimming around inside of her womb. She was very thankful that she had birth control to make sure that her acne didn't come back. “Of course I do!” Alice added quickly before gasping loudly at the feeling of the hand squeezing at her rear. She tensed in place but knew that pulling away wouldn't help so she simply remained standing there ramrod straight.

“I am perfect happy without her having a cock! Emika is the perfect lover and adding a penis to her would not improve anything She does more than enough with what she has.” She insisted in the strongest tone that she could muster. She was obviously quite annoyed at him questioning her relationship with her girlfriend, but what made her even more annoyed and uncomfortable was when he mentioned the possibility of him doing to Emika what he had done to her. That was a very worrying idea as far as she was concerned. She had put herself in the role of a protector of sorts towards her girlfriend and this well-hung fellow was definitely something that she would have to help to keep her safe from. “I would still love her if you... touched her, but I don't want you to do that. Take it all out on me, we saw that I can take it. I don't want her getting dragged into this.” Alice added firmly before finally getting fully dressed. “If you want to meet her then we should go now. She's probably worried sick about me randomly disappearing like that.” The costumed blonde added as she looked away from him.
 
“I haven't noticed anything."

"When I met you, you were uptight and overbearing. Now you're blushing and agreeable. I'd say you've changed quite a bit Alice. I might have called you out of your name a few dozen times and I think I just called your girlfriend a chink. Most people would be very upset about that, but you Alice. You didn't seem to mind any of it. More surprising, you answer to it. You acknowledge that you're a cracker Alice? Not a lot of irish pride eh? A lot of ni-brothers would love to have a piece of that fine white ass of yours." He gave her ass a sudden hard slap, the sound of her spanked ass echoed throughout the convention hall. All sorts turned to look at the interesting interracial pair. All eyes were on Alice for a moment before going back to their usual business. How embarrassing.

"but can she humiliate you the way you need to be humiliated or make you feel submissive afterward? When you're with her, she's your bitch. When you're with me, you're my bitch. You're like that girl from the 50 shades of grey book." He only smiled, knowing this to be true.

"I know you want to keep her pure from the big black wolf and his monster cock, but what if she really craves this? What if she comes to me asking for degradation? What am I to do then? I want to take it all out on you but that'd be easy, I've already showed that I can do that. " He then lead the way going with or without her, they'd been walking for some time, eventually they'd run into Emika.
 
A deep frown formed on her lips when she heard him explaining the changes that he had seen in her. It was true that many of those things had changed in the last few moments, but she would claim that wasn't out of lust but out of a want to get this all over with. “I do mind.” Alice insisted softly but her words appeared to be mostly unheard. A loud yelp came when his hand came down on her plump ass. She blushed deeply at the attention. She wanted to yell at him right now and tell him off but she knew that would help nothing.” She looked away in embarrassment at the mention of him humiliating her. She hated how good everything had felt, but before she could argue she saw him starting to walk away. “She won't come to you. I guarantee you.” She informed him as she walked beside him towards where her lover would be waiting.

Emika was looking around the area when suddenly her eyes locked on her wig-wearing lover walking towards her. She smiled slightly at the sight of her girlfriend approaching, but the smile faltered for a moment when she noticed that right beside Alice is the towering black male that she had seen when she went to the corner of the convention hall. Still she didn't want to make it clear she knew something so she put a smile back on her lips. “Emika! Sorry for disappearing on you, I got distracted.” Alice explained with a sheepish grin as she came to a stop in front of Emika. “Oh, I almost forgot. This is Keyshawn. He runs a modeling agency and said that he can help me become famous as a cosplayer.” Alice added. She didn't want to leave him free to introduce himself. “Oh, um, hi, Mr. Keyshawn. I'm Emika.” The short woman said. At her 62 inch height she felt utterly dwarfed by the towering dark-skinned male that was standing in front of her. “I'm happy that someone noticed her talent. She and I worked really hard on that.” Emika added quietly. Her right arm twitched a few times as she appeared unsure of if she should offer him a handshake or not.
 
“She won't come to you. I guarantee you.”

"Well, we'll just have to see, won't we Alice dear? Here's hoping she isn't anything like you" She said it but she didn't sound all too sure. No one wanted to think their innocent girlfriend was capable of cheating, until it actually happens to them. Keyshawn didn't put anything past anyone, especially a woman. He learned early on that he could only put his trust in only one person. Bitches were "suckers" to a good, but he didn't hold it against them. He respected the game on both sides. Alice was a lying little cunt who couldn't fess up to the fact she liked dick, pussy is great but a good dick to stretch her out and make her feel like a woman--no a whore, was something special. If she had any balls, she'd tell Emika and beg her for forgiveness. Who knew what kind of girl this Emikas was anyways. Maybe she tried a dick or two-hundred and she isn't the kind of model girlfriend Alice thinks she is. Alice couldn't think beyond her own pride,

Yes, having keyshawn have his with with her girlfriend would suck at first, but it would also do something else. Well, two things really. One being that it would exonerate her from their nasty affair, and secondly they'd be saving so much time and stress trying to keep it secret. This worked out better for him anyway. He could still have fun with Emika behind Alice's back and bring Alice into it when she's already been trained, sometimes turning your girlfriend out is a good thing. Alice wasn't in love with him, and he wasn't in love with Alice or her girlfriend. This way, everyone could get fucked and make a little extra money on the side, guilt free.

When he was finally introduced to Emika, he couldn't help but notice how petite she was compared to both him and Alice who was no amazon herself. Plenty of guys got off on that submissive timid asian schoolgirl fetish and Emika looked and seemed to play the part without knowing. He stared at her for the duration of her routine, in his mind he was fucking her senseless. The way he looked at her, he left little imagination to what he'd been thinking about. Eventually, he reached with his hand to take her hand that she didn't seem quite sure what to do with. Jesus. He was so much bigger than Emika it was insane. Not just in height, but all around thicker. Alice probably feared what his cock would do to her. "I'm sorry I had Alice for so long. We were just hammering out the messy details. She's a glowing beauty, isn't she? If it's alright with you, I want to make Alice the prima donna of my modeling agency, TopShelf. So what do you say? " He then gave Alice a good nudge/paddling? from behind so that she stood directing facing Emika now. It seemed they both hung on her answer, whatever it may be.
 
Emika wasn't sure at all how to respond to the presence that she was being confronted with right now. Standing in front of her was not only her beautiful girlfriend, but also the towering male that she had seen fucking her lover only minutes before. The obvious lie that the two of them gave to explain it didn't help either. She could tell that something was up, but at the same time she didn't want to make a big deal about it. She just felt like getting mad about it in public wasn't the ring way to handle anything. It would take a lot of strength to keep all of those emotions held in for the rest of the conversation, but right now she would have to be strong unless she wanted to end up having some sort of problem with Keyshawn. His physical stature was definitely one of the reasons that she didn't want to argue with him. Her barely-over-five-foot height left her feeling extremely small right now so she didn't feel like she could protest without having anything had happen to her. With a slightly awkward grin the young Asian woman looked between her girlfriend and the man that introduced himself as her new agent.

Hearing him describing how attractive her girlfriend was did put a small smile on her lips. At least that was something that the two of them could agree with. There had been a lot of times in the past where Emika had tried to get her girlfriend to show off her body and her natural beauty more but Alice had never really been interested in showing herself off in the past. It looked like this powerful male had finally been the one to get her to agree to use her body to get a bit of attention and even a bit of extra money. Emika looked surprised when she heard that permission for the whole affair was being given to her. She was surprised that she was being asked about this, and while part of he wanted to throw a fit she was well aware that it wouldn't do any good. “Of course it's fine with me, Mr. Keyshawn. If she's happy doing something like that than I'm eager to see her succeed. I'll be cheering her along the entire time.” The young woman replied politely which got a weak and mostly forced smile out of the sexy redhead.
 
It couldn't be anymore obvious that they were having sex. He alluded to it in paper thin references, without actually confirming it outright. Keyshawn and Alice just looked good standing next to eachother. Not only did they contrast beautifully, but there seemed to be some unusual chemistry going on there. Emika might have realized it too without having seen it firsthand herself. It was hot. To see some big strong black buck have his way with your beautiful Caucasian girlfriend. There's nothing you or she could do anything about it. To see her lose herself in the arms of a stranger whose the opposite of you in almost every way. What a powerful erotic visual it must have been. Fuck. Who wouldn't fap to that?

Now that they had come to an agreement of sorts. He wanted Emika to know just kind of arrangement he had in store for Alice.

"Come here Alice, I want to show Emika something." Whether Alice came over or not, his hooks found a way around her hourglass hips, then pulling her body closer to his own. He kissed her on the neck, then moving up to her lips, he kissed her there too. It wasn't terribly long but it was quite a powerful sensual display. To see her girlfriend make out with this shady black guy infront of her face. This Keyshawn, the balls on him. He knew this would evoke a powerful response to the asian girl and her white lover, but he also knew she knew. Drifting out of the kiss. He licked his lips gradually. Starring down at the mystified Asian countenance. He offered.

"It's not personal Emika. I'm just helping Alice repackage herself into a new woman that I think you might enjoy more. If this hurts you then I'm sorry but this is for Alice's own good. " He turned Alice loose now. "Go ahead Alice, kiss her."
 
Alice nodded nervously as she stepped towards him and a moment later her eyes shot open at the lustful kiss that he provided. The nibbling of her neck was enough but her lips was something far more lewd and arousing. She couldn't pull away, so she found herself leaning into tee long liplock until he pulled back. She was left shivering slightly in unwanted arousal. Emika knew that his claims that it wasn't personal were bullshit to some degree. There wasn't anyone in their right mind that would make out with anothers' lover in front of them unless they had something to prove. Emika wasn't sure if this was to spite her, to spite Alexandra, or to damage their relationship but no matter his intentions she had a hard time not getting mad at what happened. She knew that she could throw a fit right now and since they were in public he wouldn't be able to really do anything to hurt her, but she knew that getting angry or violent right now wasn't something that was going to help any of them out. She took a deep breath and nodded slowly as she attempted to calm herself down, but before she could really relax Alice obeyed his orders.

Alice took a few quick steps forward and leaned into a kiss with Emika. This one was very different than the one that she had shared with Keyshawn. It was less aggressive, but at the same time more intimate and romantic as a clear display of Alice's fondness for her shirt girlfriend. The kiss lasted a full twenty seconds before the wig-wearing redhead pulled back and turned around to face the dark-skinned male. “I have your number... Do you need mine?” Alice asked with the hope that she could exchange contact details with Keyshawn and then go on her merry way for now so that she could enjoy the rest of the convention in peace. She'd rather spend her time in Erika's company than she would in his company, even if she had never gotten the collector's item that he had offered to buy if she agreed for a photoshoot.
 
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