TG Stories

Pay Back (TG,MC,Erotic) Part 3/4

By Avaltis

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Part 3 of 5

“So we’re free to go?” Martin asked, looking for a sign of betrayal that he expected. There was no way they were going to be allowed to walk. Martin felt the fear of being scoped out by a gang banger for potential harassment or a cop who was bored. There was always something else coming

“Yeah,” the white kid with black hair said with an evil grin. “I have others I need to take care of today and I’ve wasted enough time with you guys.”

Marvin took a deep breath, watching the kid grope Maria. The new woman squirmed under his touch with a splash of discomfort mixed with excitement. What was happening to her mind? “And what about her?”

Sebastian stopped his harassment taking a moment to consider the question. “She will be my bitch, until I get bored with her. Isn’t that right, Maria?”

She inhaled sharply as his hands grasped at her breasts tightly underneath the fabric, “Yes. Don’t worry about me Marvin… I’ll be a good bitch.” Which was exactly what Marvin was worried about. “I was disrespectful to him. I need to be taught a lesson.” What would be left of his friend if she continued being abused by the sick pervert?

“Get out of here before I change my mind,” the dark haired wizard shot out at him. He pulled his hands out of her dress and pushed the Hispanic woman down onto her knees. His smaller white dick popped out of the trench coat. He was erect again after the display with Denise. He shoved it into her mouth. “Their play got me excited. Remember no spitting Maria and when I finish in your mouth you suck it down like the good bitch that you are.” She nodded her small pretty head as he face fucked her. Even though it looked uncomfortable and should have been absolutely sick for the former man, she was sucking energetically on the white shaft. 

There was nothing that could be done for her… Marvin was just lucky to be able to get out of there with Denise as they were. He turned to the blue eyed doll and saw her watching on in horror as her friend was humiliated yet again. Her pale face was in a state of realization that the other woman would be humiliated for weeks or months. Who knew how long until he got bored with her. 

Marvin put a hand of reassurance on her, and she seemed to calm down before brushing his hand off her. Denise was mad at him, and had every right to be. “Marvin,” Denise whispered over at him angrily. “We can’t just leave her!”

“You need to know when to cut your losses,” Marvin hissed over to her. He grabbed her hand, though she attempted to pull away. His strength and grip was too much for her so she resigned to his lead. The big black man led the small white girl back down the alley in which they had come; hearing the slurping noise of their friend sucking the asshole’s cock behind them.

“Oh,” Sebastian called out, sending a chill down Marvin’s spine. He was waiting for some betrayal, or for the other shoe to drop. The kid was clearly fucked up in the head and it seemed way too easy for them to just walk away. “You forgot to ask me about the surprise.”

He had mentioned some sort of surprise… Marvin turned around still holding the reluctant and angry hand of Denise. He lifted an eyebrow, “And what’s the surprise?” His baritone voice echoed down the grimy alley where the crude act was taking place.

The small man grabbed a fist full of Maria’s hair and thrust hard into her face, he grunted in pleasurable satisfaction as the Latin girl gagged. “Swallow it down… That’s a good bitch!” Pleasure washed over his face as he stood there for several seconds before releasing her head. She immediately pulled her face back from his crotch and gasped for air with quiet retching noises. His eyes finally met Marvin’s with a sick glint. “I made Denise perfectly fertile for your fuck. She’s going to be pregnant with your baby!”

Was he joking? Fuck no… Pregnant? His dad was going to kill him… And his friend… She was going to carry his baby?

“What?” Denise’s high pitched voice came out in shock. The elevated girly note even threw her off. “No… No! You asshole! You undo this! I don’t want to be pregnant!” Her hand rested on her flat stomach as the incredulous look crossed her face. “This can’t be happening…” Martian kept an arm across her where her breasts bounced against his forearm. He couldn’t have her, making the situation worse. At the same time he was even further stunned.

“No can do, princess,” Sebastian laughed, wiping off his dick on Maria’s cheeks. “Marvin made you permanently a woman, there is no undoing that. He’s also made you a mommy, which I don’t have magic for even if I wanted to fix your… Problem.” He grabbed Maria’s hair again and forced her head to look up at him. “Do you want to be a mommy too, bitch?” Maria’s face was covered in slick goblets of white cum and her eyes were wide in fear. She shook her head vigorously in a no. The nasal voice of the wizard chuckled. “Well you better be a good bitch…” He threatened as he released her hair again, his hand patted her on her cum covered cheek as she nodded her eagerness to comply.

“I’m going to kill him,” Denise fumed trying to dart around Marvin’s large arm. But he reached out and grabbed her arm in a firm grip that jerked her to a halt. She looked up at him in alarm and withered under his glare. She needed to cut her shit out, things could easily get much worse and he couldn’t tell her that. He felt bad for being rough with her, but she deflated and stopped in her tracks.

Sebastian, noticing the step, looked up to see her glaring at Marvin. “Denise, you should be happy! You’ll have all that white privilege you were begging for, and you’ll have some of that wholesome blackness in you as well thanks to Marvin! It’s like the best of both worlds.” His eyes lit up as a new thought occurred to him. “He’s like the blackest dude ever and you’re one of the whitest chicks around… I wonder if you’ll have a panda-like baby with patches of white and black!” Denise’s cheeks burned red as she thought more about the prospects of it.

Marvin didn’t trust himself to speak. He didn’t even know what to do! Denise wasn’t even a real person to the rest of the world! “What am I supposed to do with her?” Marvin finally spoke. “She can’t exist according to public records.”

“Not my problem,” the shorter man shook his head in an exaggerated fashion. “You wanted her so you got her now. You can figure out the little details.”

“What about who they were?” He asked the question, feeling dread thinking of their families and friends…

“I can’t erase everyone’s memories,” The white kid responded with a shrug. “They will be presumed missing now, won’t they? I’ll plant some clues that they took off out of town.” He pulled Maria back to her feat and the scared girl stared up at him waiting for his next command. “It’s time for us to go, bitch. You’re going to see that your punishment was very mild compared to those coming up next.”

Sebastian wrapped his arm around her waist giving Marvin and Denise one more look before walking the opposite direction down the winding alleyway. His hand grabbed onto Maria’s ass possessively as she leaned into him. If Marvin didn’t know any better they looked like two lovers… Though Sebastian was clearly out of his league.

The small white girl and the large black man stood silently in the quiet alleyway nearly almost a minute after the wizard disappeared with his victim. The cloudy gray sky was darkening fast as dusk began to take over the city. He could hear the distant grind of cars and honking as the city churned along in its usual form without a care for what had happened in that dark corner of the city.

“Fucker!” Denise screamed in a high shrill voice that caused her to blush, but not stop. She slapped his arm in a stinging pain. “Why are we letting him go?”

“Denise you need to know when to shut the fuck up and follow my lead,” Marvin responded feeling his anger boil up. There was no way for him to know that it would play out like that, but he knew nothing but bad shit waited for them by going after Sebastian. The blonde girl took a step back in surprise at his forcefulness.

She bit her red lip as her cheek burned in embarrassment. “Why did you do it?” She whispered out in hurt betrayal, vulnerable and weak. Marvin felt his heart twinge at the note in her voice. No man wanted to hear that from a woman. “Why did you… Fuck me? I’m your friend… I was a fucking man! And you… You made me a woman permanently? You knocked me up!”

Marvin felt the guilt swallow him whole, the feeling plunged into his depths robbing him of breath or the ability to respond. He could only stare at her as she trembled and the tears dripped down her cheeks in the dark gloom of the trash littered road they stood in. “Did you do it to make me a bitch like Maria… Oh, Maria, she’s so fucked… I can’t even say our names correctly anymore!”

The bulky man towering over the trembling girl felt his control return to him as a fire lit deep in him. Anger, but also determination. “No… Denise. I had no fucking choice!”

“You said you weren’t being controlled by him!” She replied in accusation and disbelief.

“Not by his powers,” Marvin answered, stomping around in a circle as his sense of self returned. “He threatened you. He made it clear that he wanted you punished. You were never going to return to normal.”

“That doesn’t explain shit, Marvin,” Denise’s pale hand pointed accusingly at him. “You took me… Made me feel things… That no guy should ever have had to experience! And I’m…” She looked at her arms in almost a remembrance of horror. “I’m.. I don’t know what I am!”

“The fucker stated he didn’t want you to know the stakes,” Marvin continued turning back to her. She stared up into his eyes waiting for him to explain. “He said if I didn’t take you forcefully and make you my girl, all the while not telling you why. He would take you to Hooker Alley… And get you hooked on crack. And…” He couldn’t even vocalize it anymore as his voice cracked. The emotion swelled within him.

Her big beautiful eyes widened at the horror that could have been her fate. The blue orbs went from side to side as her imagination and memories brought up the place and the women she had likely seen there. After several seconds of processing what could have happened she locked eyes with Marvin knowing exactly what that threat would mean to her friend. “Fuck Marvin… God damn… I’m sorry.” 

She stepped forward hesitantly on the heels, she wiped the tears out of her eyes before reaching out a hand to comfort him. Her soft hand brushed his bicep as she looked up at him. He held rage and tears down in his eyes. His mom had always been a sore spot for him and most of his good friends were well aware of the tale.

“What the fuck are we to do against magic?” Marvin fumed? “It’s not even supposed to exist! Was I supposed to let you go to such a living hell?”

“No, never that Marvin.” Denise stepped closer to him, reaching up to grab his shoulder in support. “Our world has been flipped upside down… And Maria…” He could feel her tremor at the thought of their friend's fate. “What’s going to happen to her?” Her high octave voice cracked and Marvin felt her pain, he too was tormented by the thought.

He didn’t know how it happened or even why, but he turned toward her and wrapped her in his arms. Her pain was his pain. The blonde white girl was vulnerable and scared, lost in the world with no one to turn to but him… She couldn’t go home to her mom, even if she believed the story would she even be accepted? Her body felt perfect in his arms, warm and soft. Denise’s blue eyes stared up at him in surprise as well as relief.

“This is so fucked up, man,” she whispered her face pressing into his chest as they embraced, her initial reluctance breaking away as she clung to him. “I’m a girl! A fucking girl! A fucking white girl!” A short hiccup laugh came out of her mouth. “I’ve had a fantasy for years of fucking a girl just like this body…”

Marvin pulled back and looked down at her tear struck eyes. “Really? You?”

“Yeah…” She said averting her eyes from his. “To show that I was good enough. To give her my big black dick.”

Marvin bit his tongue when he was about to tell her she never had a big black dick, it wasn’t much better than Sebastian’s. But given the circumstances he knew that would be in poor form. Denise had no dick and would unlikely get a dick again besides being fucked by one. He was a bit surprised by his friend as he had never suspected his hatred for white people would allow him to bed such a girl even under such pretenses.

The bulky man glanced about the alley which was getting harder and harder to see in. The streets were dangerous even in daylight, but night time was not a time to be prowling around the city… Especially with a white girl in those parts. They needed to move. “We gotta get going,” he said, wiping the tears off her cheeks with his thumbs. She blushed at his caress but made no attempt to stop him.

“Marvin, I have nowhere to go!” She stated in a near panic. “I’m nobody! I’m…”

“You’ll stay at my house,” He answered, not really thinking about it, but knowing it was the only correct answer.

“Your house?” She asked, almost looking as if he was making a joke. “Your dad is going to let you bring a girl into your house?”

Yeah his Dad… What the fuck was he supposed to say to his Dad? No, the truth would not set him free. Most times he could trust his Dad to hear the truth and give him a calm and responsible response… But that? Marvin himself didn’t even believe what had happened and he was a part of it!

“We’ll figure something out…” He replied, glancing about before finally pulling away from her. His bulky arm pushed her forward with ease as she walked like a newborn deer on her high heels. 

It was surreal as he held on to her thinking what had transpired that evening. That girl, this small white girl had been his friend? He had no clue if things could ever be returned to normal… He didn’t understand magic. Did anyone really understand it? Sebastian… That fucker didn’t seem the type to reverse it. He even stated that he couldn’t even if he wanted to. And as much as Denise wanted him to do something about the kid… He had already decided to avoid him at all costs.

The pair popped out of the alley they had entered an hour before and cars blew past them on the street. The blond girl inhaled sharply bracing herself on his side. “It’s getting cold out here…” She complained. Marvin didn’t think it was that cold, but as he glanced down at the woman he noticed she was wearing nearly nothing in her skin tight black dress and was substantially smaller in terms of body mass.

“Yeah,” he lied. “It might snow tonight, it’s getting to that time of the year.” Even though he could feel her shiver, she pulled away from him. There were people all over the night streets walking, loitering, laughing, drinking. The night entertainments and relaxation were starting to rev up. The freaks were bound to start spilling out as well based on Marvin’s experience.

It didn’t take long for the stares. First it was people they were passing on the sidewalk who would give sideway glances at the white girl walking down their street. It wasn’t just that she was white, it was the fact that she was fabulously attractive as well. She looked clean and unbeaten by the times or weather. Even after the trauma of the alley she appeared out of place for the dilapidated neighborhood. Her black dress was formal and fine looking. Denise herself would have called her out as privileged given her appearance.

At first Denise didn’t notice the attention she was receiving. She was attempting to walk on her own, though found she needed his help and it embarrassed her. She was focused on the new attention of being a girl and she clearly was attempting to ignore it. Her cheeks were flushed from the cold air, but he had no doubt it was also from the embarrassment.

“I feel like I’m naked in this skimpy thing!” She whispered up to him after another pair of people stared openly at her as they passed by. He glanced down and could see straight down her dress thanks to her perky breasts. The sight of the top of her breasts reminded him that he had fucked her not so long ago. It was amazing… And it was horrible. God damn it, he needed to get his head out of the gutter. She was his friend! And he needed to figure out what the hell they were going to do with her.

“Bahhhh!” Marvin felt his hackles rise when a skinny black old man yelled at Denise as they passed where he sat on a stairway. The blonde girl jumped and nearly toppled over had he not grabbed hold of her. Marvin held her steady, but continued walking forward with her. He glanced over his shoulder at the man and leveled a glare. The man gave him a middle finger in response.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” Denise whispered keeping her head down and eyes cast toward the ground. She allowed Marvin to pull her in closer, less worried about acting like a girl and more worried about what could happen to her. “They are all looking at me!”

“No,” he lied again. “No they are not. It’s just your imagination. We got a few more blocks until my place.”

“Thanks, Marvin,” she responded. “I really owe you.” Her voice seemed more calm now that her shoulders were wrapped in his arm. It always felt good to him to hold a woman, but it felt even better now when that woman was in need of being held. Her soft body pressed up to his side and jiggled as they walked.

He didn’t feel like he was owed anything. Marvin was just doing what any good person would do in his shoes. Did he need praise for that? There was no way he would just leave her to her own devices out on those cruel streets. They would eat her up and spit her out at the best of times.

The larger man could finally see the apartment building that he had lived in his entire life. The rusted sign swinging in the wind under the yellow light. Marvin still hadn’t thought of what he was going to tell his father. The truth was definitely not the answer. She was in need? She was a friend? Their house was small and his Dad was set in his ways at times. The intrusion wasn’t going to go over well.

“What’s this?” He heard a hiss down the side street he was passing. He felt Denise go rigid in his arms and he glanced over. The voice was from Tommy who was one of their local gang members, he was hanging out with a few men Marvin didn’t recognize. He continued walking towards his apartment forcing the girl in his arms to continue forward even though he could feel her fear vibrate through her. “Marvin, Marvin! My man.”

He was definitely not his man. But he couldn’t exactly ignore Tommy, that would be asking for trouble later. So he stopped, while Denise whispered to him fervently, “No, no! Fuck!”

“What do we got here?” Tommy asked in a leering voice while strolling up. The three strangers trailing behind him gave Denise a serious look over before glancing at the bulky man holding her. “Damn! What a fine piece of white pussy you got there! What do you think, Jerome?”

Dreadlocks splashing down his shoulders, the man called Jerome walked around them almost in a predatory fashion. There was a near stalker aspect to how legs moved, predatory. “They don’t make cracker bitches like that around here! Look at that bubbly ass! Woooh, yeah!”

“Tommy,” Marvin finally spoke. “I’m taking her to meet my Dad.” He had hoped mentioning his father might get the thug to back off. But no luck, as the leer in his smile spread from ear to ear.

“Meeting your old man?” Tommy said whistling. “She must be something special.” He could feel Denise wilt under the scrutiny of the dangerous men and he couldn’t blame her.

Jerome stepped up behind her to sniff her hair, Marvin reacted to him without thinking. His arm snapped out pushing the dreadlocked thug back a step. He stepped up to the older but smaller man feeling his rage steam out of him. His eyes flashed from annoyance to concern in a heartbeat as the bigger man menaced over him.

“Woah, woah, woah,” Tommy called out, making light of the scuffle. Denise turned to find Marvin up in the face of the other guy and she stared wide eyed at Marvin. “No need to get defensive, Jerome just wanted to sample the goods.”

“She isn’t to be sampled, Tommy,” He stated with a firm voice, his eyes not leaving Jerome’s. He could tell the man’s hand had shifted under his overly thick jacket, there was a weapon of some sort. But Marvin had no intention of being coy there. He had let his friends walk over him earlier and that got them all in trouble, he wasn’t going to let the assholes in front of him walk all over him then. “She is my girl,” he stated with an emphasis. “Tell your friend to back off.” Again placing an emphasis on his words.

Tommy walked forward with his bling clinging together and wrapped his arm around Jerome’s shoulders. “Come on my man. You know not to mess with a man’s woman!” He gave a long leering look over Denise. “Even such a fine specimen such as this.” Jerome maintained eye contact with Marvin, not even blinking as his jacket shifted from side to side. Just as suddenly as their scuffle started the thug shrugged and turned away as if Marvin wasn’t any threat to him.

The gang banger watched his associate walk over to the others who were nearby lounging against the wall. After the guy settled he turned his face back to him with a wide smile, his golden teeth shining in the street lights. “Damn Marvin! You’ve changed!” He gave a smile to Denise who stood close to Marvin. “A good pussy can do that to a man.” She blushed and he laughed. “And she is modest too! Where did you find her at?”

Marvin still hadn’t really thought of a backstory for her. What was he going to tell his Dad? Who was she supposed to be? She was nobody… “Denise here is leaving her old life behind. She’s starting fresh.” In a way it was true.

Tommy’s head bobbed up and down enthusiastically, “Yeah… Yeah! I can dig that! Good on you, girl.” He paused a moment in thought and reached into this jacket pocket. He pulled his hand out and opened it to a small packet of white powder. “There is no better way to restart then on some of this stuff.”

Her big blue eyes locked onto the packet with interest. Marvin knew she had used it a few times in the past, especially after her father was booked. But she was never an addict, it was just seeking a quick high to deal with the turmoil of the time. He knew why she was interested. Her life was fucked. The desire to just blitz her brain and not feel the torment of craziness of what had happened to her must have been overwhelming.

“I… I don’t have any money.” Denise said with great hesitation.

“No problem!” He said flashing his golden teeth to her again. “How about you give me a purr like the good pussy that you are. Uncle Tommy will hook you right up for free this time.”

Tommy hadn’t been much of a dealer previously, but he had quite the nerve to push it in front of Marvin. But he kept himself in check, he didn’t want to end on Tommy’s bad side if he could help it. He wouldn’t be a pushover, but he didn’t want to make him into an enemy. It also wasn’t his place to tell Denise what she should do. If he was in her shoes wouldn’t he want to just let it all melt away at least for a time? Even with his stance on drugs it would be hard to state what he would do if his life had been turned upside down like the blonde girl’s had been.

“I… I shouldn’t…” Denise responded with obvious need in her voice. “I’m pregnant.” Her face burned bright red even in the spotty lighting of the street corner. And the surprise Sebastian had dropped on them came rushing back to Marvin. She was fucking pregnant… How the fuck did he not think of that? Of course she shouldn’t do any drugs… He was surprised she had even been cognitive enough to think of that. Did she even care?

“This story continues to get better by the moment,” Tommy said, slipping the packet back in his pocket and slapping Marvin on the arm. “I’m starting to see why she is coming to see your Dad and why she is leaving her old life behind. They are going to come looking for her, Marvin.”

“Unlikely,” Marvin said with a grimace. Tommy thought he knocked her up and was running away with her…

“I’ll do you love birds a favor.” The gang banger said, wrapping his arms around both in an almost affectionate manner. “Marvin, come see me tomorrow at Billy’s around lunch. I know a guy who can put together a new identity for our sweet Denise here. She can start her new life out fresh!”

The offer sounded like it was too good to be true. “What would you like in return?” Marvin asked knowing he would dread the answer.

“Nothing, nothing man!” Tommy laughed as he walked them towards Marvin’s apartment building. “I might need a favor in the future and I hope you will remember my generosity.” Denise eyed Marvin with a clear, “Don’t you fucking make a deal with him!” look.

“Yeah, I can do that,” Marvin said without any hesitation. Denise’s eyes went wide. “Thanks Tommy.”

“Anytime, my man!” He said enthusiastically while releasing both of them. A crack and a squeak came out of Denise’s mouth as she jumped forward, nearly falling in her high heels. “Ha ha ha. Sorry Marvin, I couldn’t help but hit that nice bubblicious ass! You enjoy that sweet white pussy before she gets all fat and moody!”

Tommy walked back towards the group of men without even a backwards glance at them, as if his interest in them had waned completely. They stood for a few seconds watching him depart before Marvin looked over at Denise who was rubbing her ass and blushing profusely. She was so beautiful it was hard for Marvin to remember that she had once been his tall aggressive friend. She had changed a lot… Not nearly to the same level that Maria had changed. But it was disconcerting

Once Tommy and his friends began walking away she poked Marvin in the stomach, “What the fuck, Marvin? Why did you make that deal with him?”

“This is our best chance, Denise,” he said, emphasizing her name. “I have no problem doing that rat a favor to help you out.”

“You don’t have to help me,” she replied, stamping her high heel foot with a click on the pavement.

He stepped toward her, towering above her and she inhaled sharply at his advance but did not move. “Yes… Yes I do.”

Her blue eyes stared up in shock and fear before she bit her lower lip and cast her eyes downward. “Thank you, Marvin… I don’t know what I would do without you…” He could tell she was having a hard time saying the words but felt the need to. “That guy could have killed you…”

“He could have tried,” Marvin stated with much more confidence than he actually felt on the matter.

She gave a short laugh, before looking back up at him again. “I don’t think I could ever repay you.” He shook his head that it wasn’t necessary or required as he pressed his large finger across her pink lips to stop the statement.

Her eyes beamed at him and he withdrew the finger off her soft wet lips. “This body… These emotions… They are so much more different than before. I can’t help… “ Her lips parted as she left her words hanging. Marvin knew when a girl was looking for a kiss, while he may have been a virgin he had dated girls all the way back in junior high. The thought that it was his friend was far away as he saw a girl in need. He cupped her face and moved in, both their eyes closing as their lips pressed together.

Her lips were lush and perfect around his own. He pressed into her, pulling her soft curvy form into him. He could feel the large warm mounds on her chest crush up against him as he sucked on her eager mouth. A quiet moan escaped Denise’s throat as she kissed him back. They swam in the torrent of the passion forgetting where they were at or that people could see them. They didn’t care. All Marvin could think about was how he wanted more of her and that she carried his baby!

They broke the latch on their lips and moved apart a few inches to stare into each other’s eyes. The white girl blushed profusely. “I can’t believe we just did that! I’m not gay… But I can’t help but want more…

Marvin couldn’t agree more. He knew that it was his friend and that she had been forced into the body of a woman. But he liked her… Maybe even loved her! It made no sense. “I’ve never really been attracted to white girls all that much,” he admitted, a little ashamed. But he couldn’t really explain his preferences. “Yet I always want to be touching you.”

“Do you think that Nazi bastard did something to us?” Her small hands rubbed his muscular pecs over to his bulging biceps. She seemed in awe of him as in she was discovering his body’s physique for the first time.

Marvin thought of it and it made sense though the wizard made no mention of it. All of them had their will sapped as he put it, which suggested he had messed with their minds on some level. He was able to restore their capabilities… But maybe he was able to suggest things and it influenced how they behaved? Of course he had already witnessed it…

“Maria,” he whispered out remembering. “Her resistance seemed to crumble too fast. She was acting straight up like his bitch near the end there. And he kept saying…”

“That she was his bitch,” she continued, connecting to his chain of thoughts. “He kept repeating how she should act and eventually she did.” Her face was distant as she seemed mesmerized by his body and their conversation. “So what did he suggest of me? Or of you?”

Marvin couldn’t think of anything directly related to him. Though there was the obvious, “That you were my girl. That you belong to me now...”

Her eyes flared up and she turned her gaze back into his eyes. “Your girl? Am I?”

The beating of his heart and her being the focus of his world at that point overwhelmed him. He shouldn’t feel that way about her! “Do you want to be?”

Denise’s cheeks burned red. “We need to fight this Marvin!” She said though she didn’t dare look away, her grasp on him became more possessive. “We can’t go along with his evil magic! I’m supposed to be a man!” Marvin continued to stare intently into her eyes. Her flushed spread through her face as their bodies were pulled together and their warm breath teased each others' faces. “Yes…” She breathed out in nearly inaudible. “I want to be your girl!” She said more loudly and pushed up on her toes to kiss him.

That kiss was more passionate as they sucked away on each other, their feelings going on unchecked. Marvin hungrily grabbed her ass in both hands lifting her up an inch alleviating the stress on her toes. He was reminded of the sex they had which had gotten her pregnant. He was getting hard again and wanted in her, to feel her tight wet interior yield against him as he pressed into her. She was soft and he was hard and they became one.

He squeezed her perfect ass and lowered her back down, she broke the kiss still flushed from the embarrassment and excitement. Denise was torn in a conflict within herself, as she knew that her feelings and behavior weren't right. Just as he knew his feelings weren’t right. But they couldn’t help themselves.

“I don’t want to be like this,” she stated, sinking her head against his chest, still grasping at his body as if it were a flotation device that was keeping her from drowning. “But as I am like this… I am your girl. I’m so fucking pathetic!”

“I’m so sorry, Denise,” he replied, feeling his heart ache. He cupped her face and wiped the tear that came out of her left eye with his thumb. “I will do everything I can to protect you and take care of you. I will try and make this right.”

“I know, Marvin,” she said with a bashful smile. “You’ve always been a good man. Maybe too good for this area.” It felt good to hear her say that. Oftentimes he felt like his moral march was solidary and useless. But even if he was good.. It was as his father always hit him on, he was way too idle. How good of a man could he have been when he did nothing? As if knowing where his mind had wandered to she asked, “What are we going to do about your Dad?”

“Just follow my lead,” he answered, wagging his finger at her. “You need to trust me on this.” She formed her jaw, but her old stubbornness seemed to dissolve and she nodded her head reluctantly up to him. A sure sign she had changed among other things. While they were friends, she nearly always argued with him on almost any point.

The world around them came back into focus and the night air had chilled several more degrees. They started to see their breath in the air and Denise was shivering in her thin black dress. The night crowds were out and a lot of people were staring at the couple embracing in front of the apartment building. He would be surprised if his father hadn’t already heard about them.

Some of the younger girls from his building were near the stairway to the entrance and all of them were staring daggers at Denise. Girls that Denise had often flirted with before. He could feel her wilt from their gazes, so he pulled her close to him as they walked up the steps past the old rusted sign and the yellow light.

The elevator was broken and even if it wasn’t he rarely trusted it enough to ride on it. After three flights of stairs on high heels Denise was completely winded and they took a break. She was defensive about needing the rest, “Your body is completely different. Your muscles and bone structure aren't nearly at the level they were previously.”

“You think I don’t know that?” She piped back in annoyance. “I feel as weak as when I had the flu last fall. And every step I feel my body bouncing about and I can’t even clinch my muscles to stop it.” The blonde girl continued to pant before stomping her foot in annoyance. “This is so frustrating!”

The bulky man kept his mouth shut, knowing that there wasn’t any real way to alleviate her frustration. He half thought about picking her up and carrying her the rest of the way, but knew that would likely go down poorly. He instead thought over how he was going to approach his father. Marvin was constantly being told to be responsible for his actions and to do the right thing even if it was the harder choice. His Dad had worked as a security guard at the mall for the last 20 years and was now the most senior in the position.

As he tried to think of an approach that would work, he was reminded of his father telling him to never get a girl pregnant until he was married. That he needed to do things right and when he started his own family to fight for it with all that he had! Yet here he had a girl he had gotten pregnant, a white girl nonetheless, who had nowhere to go. The story he told Tommy would have to be the foundation for the story… But was that even going to be enough?

Denise’s heavy breathing had not dissipated, but she spoke up with, “I’m ready… Let’s go,” through the huffing. He raised an eyebrow at her and she gave him a glare before heading to the next stairwell. He quickly moved up next to her and took her arm to help her up the stairs. Her glare returned to him, but he didn’t yield as he returned a flat stare to her. She rolled her eyes and allowed him to help her up the stairs to the sixth floor.

“Your Dad needs to move to one of the lower floors,” she complained, taking off her high heels to massage her feet. Marvin shrugged, personally he liked being away from the streets below. Yeah it was extra work, but it never bothered him.

After having caught her breath, they started down the hall. There was one more obstacle before he could reach his door, Mrs. Shepard. The older lady was hanging out in the hallway as she was known to do. She had long faded black hair that never seemed to be probably taken care of. Her greyish brown eyes gave Denise the most incredulous look Marvin had ever seen her give.

“Marvin… Marvin…” She gasped in shock. “What is this?”

Denise looked taken aback, as she had always loved Denise as Marvin’s favorite friend. At least before being made into a white girl… “Her name is Denise and she is with me.”

She nearly spit with her astonishment. “I thought you were smarter than this… You aren’t sleeping with this… This bitch, are you?”

“Bitch?” Denise said, finding her voice. “Mrs. Shepard you’ve never…”

“Don’t talk to me, whore,” the batty old woman shot off throwing out a hand in dismissal of her. “Marvin you go throw this cunt back onto the street in which you dragged her out of.”

He was quite shocked by hearing such profanities coming out of her mouth. Mrs. Shepard had never cussed in front of him before. She was a sweet lady, though nosy at times. Marvin guessed sometimes you just didn’t see people's true selves until they are confronted with something they hate.

“You don’t talk to her that way,” he said threateningly. He grabbed hold of Denise’s small hand and gave it a squeeze. “She is my girl and you better get damn used to it.” The long haired black lady huffed indignantly at him before storming back into her apartment and slamming the door.

“What the fuck?” Denise exclaimed, eyes wide at the door before looking up at him. “What crawled up her ass?”

Marvin was still trying to figure it out himself. “I guess she hates white people?”

He saw the transformation in her, as her old self hid away and the more submissive and shy feminine traits took over. It was weird to see the two interact. Her shoulders slumped, her face flushed, and she seemed so vulnerable. Marvin knew she had to be self-reflecting on her own hate of white people. She had justified the hate as in her mind they deserved it for what they had done to black people. But to feel the hate turned on her must have made her a little self-aware and she was clearly uncomfortable with where those thoughts were taking her.

He lifted her chin to face him, her eyes peered back with uncertainty. “It’s okay, I’m going to get you through this. Mrs. Shepard will come around, she must have just been surprised is all.” Denise nodded, taking in a deep breath through her nose, her small shoulders rising up and her round firm breasts pushing out towards him.

“Yeah… I… This is hard to take.” She confessed again, her strong emotions teasing across her blue eyes.

Marvin grabbed her hand again and squeezed and she nodded that she was ready. They passed the last several doors and stood in front of the home he had been in his entire life. Where his father had raised him, where his mother once roamed its rooms. Heartache and success coated the memories he had formed there.

The big man stood for several moments building his resolve and right as Denise was about to say something about his hesitance he grabbed the handle and entered. Spice hit his nose as his Dad’s “famous” curry was bubbling away in the kitchen to the right of the front door. To the left the television was on to the cable news that was typical for the evenings in their home.

The man known as Big Carl, his father, was reclined in front of the television smoking on his pipe absorbing the personalities rattling away on the screen. He was bigger than life, though these days Marvin seemed to have out bulked him. The man was a stable figure in their neighborhood. Disrupting fights, helping those in need, and leading community efforts to restore some sense of decency to their area. For the most part he hadn’t been successful, but he had garnered a lot of respect from those who had grown up here. Even the gangs strayed from Big Carl. Drug dealers wouldn’t be caught dead on the same street as his Dad.

“Marvin,” His Dad’s voice spoke out without looking towards the door. “I’ve told you I don’t like you being out after dark. If your game is going late you need to give me a call.”

He pulled in the reluctant girl and shut the door behind her. The apartment wasn’t large, the rooms were smashed together and the two bedrooms were off the living room where he and his father had to themselves. Marvin pulled Denise in front of him, holding his arms over her possessively as they faced his father who still hadn’t bothered to look up.

After several seconds of silence, he turned his head annoyed at the lack of response and saw the two of them standing there. “What the…” He flipped the recliner into a sitting position. “Damn it Marvin, who is this?” Big Carl stood up, not nearly as muscled as his son but was still large in sheer girth.

He felt the lump in his throat, but went forward. “This is Denise.”

The bulky man pushed himself up with some effort and immediately walked over to the new arrivals. He put out his hand to her, she took it and his larger sausage fingers encompassed her completely. “Sorry Denise, I’m Carl. I’m Marvin’s Dad.” He gave a stern look to his son. “I’m not used to surprise guests, he knows better than to not give me a heads up.” Denise kept her mouth shut, not really responding to him but shook his hand. Finally Carl looked over at his son again. “What’s the meaning of this… Pleasant surprise?”

“We’re getting married.” He stated while locking his eyes on his Dad’s large brown orbs. Denise coughed, but he didn’t look at her as he maintained his focus on his father.

Big Carl squinted and his eyes danced between the two of them, his eyes rolled over Marvin’s arms possessively wrapped around the girl. “Married? You’re joking?” He asked, looking right at his son expecting some sort of smile from the joke or prank, but Marvin kept his face serious even with the tense body of Denise pressing up against him. “Marriage? God damn it, Marvin, I haven’t even heard of Denise before now!” He glanced down at her, “Sorry.”

Marvin couldn’t imagine what was going through her head, but he wasn’t really sure how he was going to approach the discussion. And he didn’t think she would go along with it had he told her beforehand. But he had to convince his Dad of the fact. And to be truthful to himself he was finding the prospect of marrying Denise to be appealing.

“Well go on boy, explain yourself!” His father boomed out while storming past them into the kitchen. The two turned to watch him stir away at the curry on the stove, the delicious smells filled Marvin’s nostrils and he realized he was starving. He could hear Denise inhale deeply as well, as she loved his father’s cooking.

“We’re together and I’ve never felt this way about a girl before,” Marvin started talking and letting it come out. “She can't go back to her old life. She… She’s pregnant with my baby.”

A one two punch. Big Carl’s whole body froze, the stirring of the pot ended and the spoon dropped from his hand clanging. His back remained turned away from the pair as the increasingly bizarre news came from his son’s mouth. Denise had turned in his arms to stare angrily up at him, but he gave her a look that she had promised to follow his lead. His dad rotated around slowly giving Marvin a stare that burned away what confidence he had felt before.

His gaze softened as he looked down at Denise. “Is this true?”

Even from his angle Marvin could see her cheeks blushed. “Yes.” She nearly hiccupped out her answer, which Marvin would have found cute if it wasn’t for the tense situation.

“Young foolish children,” he growled. “A baby? You know this for certain?”

“We’re pretty certain,” Marvin answered, drawing the impressive man’s ire back to himself.

“God damn…” He exhaled, shaking his head at his son. He was clearly disappointed, though not completely unprepared for a day like that. It hurt Marvin that his father had expected him to let him down… Big Carl took several steps forward and opened his arms. Denise looked up in horror as he waited in front of them. “Come now girl, give me a hug. You’ve signed on for some tough business. But congratulations are in order.”

Marvin was speechless, as was Denise. But after a few seconds her narrow frame stepped up to the large man and she was enveloped by his embrace. “If my boy thinks you’re family material, then you’re part of the family. Though his senses seem to be compromised with you.”

“Thanks,” her voice came out timid and sweet. “I like him… A lot.”

“I would hope so,” Carl laughed, releasing her from the hug and patting Marvin on the shoulder. “You’ve committed to starting a family with him.”

After the tense opening, his father warmed up and they began to talk. He prodded a little on her past, but was reminded that she was done with it and that her family would not have her back. Denise, having known Big Carl for years, immediately got on his good side after her embarrassment vanished. The once rowdy friend of his son was now an outsider girl who had somehow stolen his heart. She seemed uncomfortable at times with the attention and at others elated by it.

After dinner Marvin declared he would find a job, but his father shut him down. He was still in school and he was already rushing his life ahead too fast as it was. His son would finish graduating before worrying about an income, even if he had two to care for now. Every mention of the baby made Denise blush. Marvin got more than one pair of eye daggers from Denise when the subject was touched upon.

It grew late as Big Carl told his usual stories Denise had heard hundreds of times before, but had to pretend as if they were new and interesting. She was able to ask the ‘right’ questions too to make him really expound upon the tales. There was no doubt he was loving his ‘new daughter’ by the time his bedtime rolled around.

“While I would love to stay up and chat with such a beautiful lady,” his Dad stated. “I have to be at work at the crack of dawn.” He paused mid standing up. “Do you have a bag or something?”

“No,” Denise admitted meekly. “Just the clothes on my back.”

“Damn,” he breathed. “You really are starting over again. You picked a damn hard place to try it in.” She gave him a weak smile and he huffed. “I think I have some old clothes from Jacklyn's on the top of my closet.” The big man shuffled out of the living room into the right door leading into his bedroom.

Jacklyn was his Dad’s girlfriend from the previous year. They were hot and heavy for a while much to Marvin’s displeasure and then one day she stopped coming around. He never really asked directly, but apparently she cheated on his Dad and it was over. It ended as fast as it had started.

“Jacklyn’s clothes?” She whispered fiercely over to him. Clearly she was not happy about the prospect.

“Yeah they may be a bit colorful… But beggars can’t be choosers.” Marvin responded, he hadn’t really thought of clothing for Denise. She of course couldn’t just wear the black dress all the time.

“I know that… I just don’t want to be all girly.” He had to bite his tongue on it being too late for that.

His Dad lumbered back out holding a black duffel bag and he held it out to her. She grabbed hold of it and the weight dragged her arms down once Big Carl let go. “I packed this up for Jacklyn, but I never had a chance to give it to her.” He paused in thought. “And I never had the heart to toss it. But this seems like as good of a time as any.”