Before long, you had pulled up into Henry's driveway. You quickly hopped out of Grace's body to send him a quick text saying that you arrived.
"Huh, I should probably just keep my phone out." You shrugged, tossing your phone into a cup holder before jumping back into Grace. You spent a little bit of time running your manicured hands up and down Grace's thick thighs, and admiring her cleavage. Henry soon came out of his house, and took a few steps before stopping and making eye contact with you, seemingly very confused. He took out his phone and began texting, presumably asking where the hell you were. You wanted to surprise him a bit more though, and as you thought a bit about how to convincingly pull off Grace's accent... you felt something pop in your head. All of a sudden you were overcome by Grace's memories: her friends and family, her first kiss, her bra size, you understood everything. It just took that little nudge to gain access to Grace's brain.
Your pretty lips curled into a devious smile once more. "Hey Henry!" You rolled down the window and waved. "Nick told me to pick you up. Let's go!" You could barely hide your delight as you had perfectly copied Grace's accent. Regardless, Henry didn't object as he got into the passenger seat. You noticed his eyes lingering a little too long on Grace's tits, tightly packed into her tank top.
"Hey Grace, uh..." Henry spoke, still a bit confused. "Where's Nick at? He said he was going to pick me up."
"Oh, he got incapacitated after seeing these tits!" You replied, swiftly pulling up the tank top, revealing her bountiful rack and her frilly bra.
"Whoa! Grace, what the hell!" Henry stammered, averting his gaze after a second.
"Surprise! It's me, Nick!" You laughed, sinking your fingers into your stolen rack. "In the flesh! Or rather, in her flesh!"
"What the hell are you talking about?" Henry said. He had no idea why Grace was exposing and groping herself in front of him.
Deciding this merited a more thorough explanation, you swiftly de-possessed Grace and materialized in the seat right behind Henry. He was too shocked at Grace falling unconscious to notice you materialize behind him. You grasped him firmly on the shoulders, and he let out a shout.
"AH! What the hell!" Henry was totally shocked, and you thought it was hilarious. You took a second to explain to him how you found the ring, and some of the powers it gave you.
"That's so unreal!" Henry exclaimed, just as Grace began to stir again. You quickly phased back into her, and flashed him a big pearly smile.
"It's all real!" You cooed, pulling Grace's bra up, letting her large breasts free.
"So can I... touch them?" Henry asked, needlessly afraid.
"Go right ahead!" You gleefully accepted. "Turns out, being a stacked black girl has its benefits!"
Henry wasted no time practically lunging towards your chest, his hands struggling to get a good grasp on the pillowy mounds.
"Is... is there any way I can have these powers too?" Henry meekly asked, still squeezing Grace's breasts.
He made a good point; going to this pool party would be a lot more fun if the other girls were more... like-minded. Plus you didn't want to make Henry feel left out; the more the merrier! You took a second to concentrate, and an ethereal ring formed on Henry's ring finger before dissipating.
"Whoa... was that it?" Henry said. All of a sudden, he changed into a transparent, wispy form of himself.
"No way dude!" You gasped. "It worked!"
"That's so fucking cool!" Henry laughed, overjoyed. "I'm really itching to try this out on someone!"
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