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"Mhm... mhm... mhmaahh! Mmph fphk!" Harry Jackson gasped as he suddenly felt something hard and rubbery filling his mouth and throat while his lips were pressed tightly against something that was smooth and hairy. Harry's eyes bugged out wide open in surprise and shock as he started choking and sputtering. His head still instinctively bobbed forward and back on whatever was in his mouth. "Whff thh hl?! Ahhhhmmmfff!! Mmf... Mmmmmf!" he spat out, looking around wildly. "What the hell is this?!"

Harry was standing on his knees in some kind of dark room. There were dim lights illuminating the area where he was. Strange smell of alcohol and stale cigarette smoke filled the air. This was definitely not his office in the capital building where he spent most of his time, working out deals with lobbyists and politicians, and where he just was before.

"Where the fuck am... WHAT!?" he exclaimed as he suddenly looked down and found two enormous breasts hanging down heavily from his chest. His skin was now dark brown and very smooth. "WHAT THE FUCK?" he gasped, raising his hands and pressing his breasts together.

"Shut up and finish the job, you fucking slut," said a familiar male voice above him. Looking up, Harry saw a middle-aged white guy - Denver Smith, his long-time business partner with whom he often liked to visit the brothel 'The Honeypot', which they both illegally supported.

"Denver?! What the fuck is happening?! Where are we?! Why the fuck do I look like a nig..." he started yelling. Suddenly, his head was pulled back and a big thick cock was pushed deep into his throat.

"Shut the fuck up, Latisha, you stupid cunt," Denver said, holding Harry's head in place and moving it back and forth over his cock.

...

Meanwhile, Margot sat on a couch, sipping wine, and watched the show through the magical ball, a wide grin spreading across her face.

"Hmm... so, Harry, the big racist and homophobic politician is now turned into a black whore called Latisha working in his own brothel? I must say, my dear, you're getting more and more creative with each victim."

"Oh, yes, my mistress," said the beautiful red-haired witch next to her. "I hope you're happy about what I did."

"Quite," Margot smiled, rubbing her hands together in anticipation of how this new development will unfold. "Now, let's see how our lovely Latisha will deal with her new... life." She chuckled and added "Fucking faggot deserved it. I've always hated him. He was the biggest piece of shit I've ever known."