Jennifer's transformation

[Masterblaster140507]

Jennifer was a 22 year old girl , just out of college , who married her l boyfriend Phil , who was 27 and an. accountant . Jennifer was blonde , fair and good looking .It was another Thursday night, poker night, a friendly game for Phil and his friends. Or what used to be a friendly game between friends. Phil had told her last night that he owed Marlon, the new member of the game, almost $1,000,000.
"What? How? WTF?" had run through her mind in a fast sequence. But "Who?" was what stumbled out of her mouth.
"Marlon." Phil answered, miserably. "Bill started bringing him a couple of months ago, and I haven't been able to win since he showed up. I ran up a debt and tried to get even last time with a big pot." He looked ashamed. "I fucking lost. Now I owe him $985,000."
Jennifer sank down onto the dining room chair next to her husband. She rested her forehead in her hand, trying to control her heaving stomach. "How are we ever going to pay that? We're barely making ends meet now." Sobs broke out, unbidden, catching even her by surprise. "You can't play anymore! Stop now. Just stop!"
"I can't, babe. If I tried to Marlon would demand payment now. My only hope is to start winning. I'm way past due." Phil pleaded. "Besides, I'm hosting tomorrow night."
Jennifer usually made snacks and put out drinks for the boys before making herself scarce before they showed up. Now, with the situation as it was, she vowed not to leave her husband alone at the game. She'd stop him if she saw him getting in over his head.


She knew all Phil's friends, but when  Bill showed up with Marlon, she was surprised to find him a 6'3" hard bodied black man.

 
he was the polar opposite of Phil's buddies, who were uniformly white and slightly pudgy, like her accountant husband.
Marlon looked at her like the fox examining the chicken.

 He actually licked his lips as he looked down her top at her cleavage. "I'm so pleased to meet you! Bill didn't exaggerate your appeal at all! I just love a white girl, with that creamy white completion."
Bill cringed and reddened at Marlon's comments. Jennifer snorted in disgust but stood aside for these players to enter.
The game started with friendly banter and low bets. Jennifer came to understand from the comments that last week's pot that Phil had lost had shocked them all, and there was a concerted effort to keep the pots low and friendly. Meanwhile, Marlon's eyes rarely left Jennifer's frame.
When Marlon liked his lips for the umpteenth time while openly devouring her with his eyes, Jennifer started to hide out in the kitchen, checking the game's progress through the cracked open door. This stayed friendly until the second hour, when the table showed three threes in a row, with the turn and the river both being aces. Everyone was scared off after the three threes showed, except Phil and Marlon. The bets were off the hook and the pot was now over three grand.
Jennifer came out of the kitchen in time to hear Marlon go "All in, sucker!", to which Phil replied that he couldn't cover all that.
Marlon chuckled, stripped Jennifer naked with a lingering glance, and said, "Put your wife on the table, and I'll consider it called."
Jennifer gasps, but Phil said, "No way! Back off, Marlon."
Marlon played with his chips, pondering Phil and Jennifer. "Tell you what! If you win, you get everything on the table, and your IOUs are torn up. You'll be debt free! Better, you'll have what? The five grand on the table? It's a hell of a deal."
"Yeah," asked Jennifer. "But what if he loses?" She felt sweat tickling down her back. She didn't think that Phil could even afford the money he put up already tonight.
"Well, I'll still forgive the IOU debt. But," he leered at the young wife, "You'll be my whore for a year. You'll do whatever I want you to do!"
Jennifer's stomach heaved as Bill jumped up and shouted at Phil, "Don't take that bet!"
Marlon grabbed Bill's arm in a violent grip and pulled him back down into his chair. "Know what's good for you." He glared at Bill, his eyes yellow and hard. "Shut the fuck up." He turned back to Phil, a smile back on his face.
"Honey," Phil said. Jennifer looked at him, horrified. Surely, he wasn't considering this. "Look", he added as he flashed his hole cards.
A three! Phil had the last three! Four of a kind! He had it in the bag!
Jennifer tried to keep the smile off her face. "I don't know, sweetheart. You do what you think is right."
Phil smiled, "Okay. I accept your bet!"
"Wait," Marlon stopped Phil from flipping his cards. "If you or she tries to welch in any way, the bet is doubled, as is the debt!"
"Sure," Phil smiled confidently as he flipped over his fourth three. "Four of a kind! Beat four of a kind, Marlon!" Phil laughed almost hysterically in his relief.
Marlon's grin faded, "I can't beat four of a kind." Then his grin returned with a laugh as he flipped over his pocket aces. "But I can sure beat your four of a kind!" Marlon had all four aces.
Phil's jaw dropped and Jennifer screamed, horrified.
Marlon smiled and said, "Now, let's see the goods. Strip!"
Like a deer in the headlights, Jennifer froze, and Phil jumped up, shouting, "NO!"
Phil smiled again, "Welching already? That makes it two years my whore and additionally untill $1,800,000 is paid  ."
The impact of their bad bet sank into Jennifer's brain, and she started unbuttoning her blouse. What else could she do. Phil started sobbing.

His friends watched as first Jennifer's beautiful breast and then her naked ass came into view. Marlon cautioned her not to cover up with her hands, but to slowing spin around and show everyone the goods.
When he demanded that she come over and introduce herself to his cock, she slowly moved forward, embarrassed in from of the men but with "Four years, it'll be four years if I don't do this."
She unbuckled his belt, pulled own his pants and underwear as he lifted his ass off the chair. His penis popped out, erect, and Jennifer was glad to see it wasn't much larger than her husband's.
"You know what to do, so get to it, whore." Marlon commanded. She looked up at him, and at her husband, who wouldn't meet her eyes. She lowered her head and began to slobber on the black erection. 


The poker players watch in an intense silence.
While bobbing her head, she heard Marlon ask the others, "Who wants to fuck my whore for $100? This is the last time for a while she'll be fresh, so it's a hell of a price for a hell of an opportunity!"
Jennifer popped up onto her feet. "What the fuck? I said I'd be your whore, not everybody's. Fuck you! No one else is going to screw me!"
"Bill didn't tell you?" Marlon laughed out loud. "I'm a pimp! I get Bill the girls he fucks. And you're my whore, you'll do what I tell you or it'll be four years! Get back down and finish me, now."
Horrified, Jennifer got back on her knees.
"Please," Phil sobbed. "Please, Marlon. I'll, I'll sign over our house to you. We've got at least $20,000 in equity. You can have it all. Just leave Jennifer alone, please."
Marlon grabbed the back of Jennifer's head and started pushing his cock further down her throat. "No way! You know how much I can make in a couple of days with a fresh white pussy? Hey," he tapped the back of Jennifer's head, "is your ass virgin? I bet it is." He sneered at the sobbing husband. "Yeah, I'm going to make a lot off this bitch. And the way she balks at everything, I'll probably have her at least a month!" He laughed. Soon after that, Jennifer started to gag on his ejaculate.
Marlon pushed the chips off the table and bent his hostess over the table. "Well?" he asked the room, "Who's first?"
"Aren't you going to fuck her?" Bill asked.
"Nah, I'll get plenty of chances later. Right now, we've got to make her, and her husband understand she's my whore!"
Phil couldn't believe as his now former friends refused to miss their chance to screw his wife. Bill, going first, tried to console Phil. "She's going to get fucked anyway, Phil, so why not us? At least she knows us."
In a panic, Jennifer begged, "Condoms, please use condoms."
"You got any?" Marlon queried.
"No, but please, I'm not on the pill." Jennifer whimpered.
"Too bad, bitch. You should have thought about that before betting your body." Marlon chuckled. "You're up, Bill. See if you can breed the bitch!"
Bill tried to do just that


, as the others lined up for their turn, 


handing over their hundred in their turn. One asked about her ass, but Marlon told them that he had plans for that, so to leave it alone.
As the fourth batch of cum began leaking down her thigh, the poker players left leaving just the husband, the pimp, and the whore in the house.
"Kiss hubby goodbye, whore. If you're good, you'll be home in a few years . If not, four or eight years." Marlon grinned and chuckled again, "Or never ! Your choice, bitch." Jennifer didn't move towards her husband, so Marlon grabbed her hand and started dragging her towards the front door.
"Wait!" Jennifer pulled back. "Let me get dressed."
Marlon looked bemused. "Why? You ain't going to need those clothes." Ill give you youre new clothes .He grabbed her hand again and pulled her naked out to his car.
Phil collapsed to the floor.
Jennifer slumped in the car, trying to hide her nakedness. Marlon informed her that they had a stop to make before going to his home. "And stop that fucking crying or I'll stop at a homeless encampment and let them have their way with you until you do stop!" Jennifer believed him and choked back her sobs.