Black Beauty

Maca Root and Crazy Jade

Tuesday morning, while granny was gone to a doctor's appointment, Latreece found herself knocking on Crazy Jade's apartment door. It was 9 am and it was already beginning to get hot. The grass outside of Jade's apartment was turning from green to yellow.  

"Why are you banging on my door?" Jade asked. When she opened the door, Crazy Jade's red hair and red eyes made Latreece doubt herself.

"Well I was knocking quietly but you didn't hear me," Latreece said with a quivering voice.

"Who are you?" Jade asked, less angry and more curious. Her eyes seemed less red and more brown.

"Latreece."

Jade narrowed her eyes. "You're the girl that was messing with Shemeya the other day."

"Yeah so," Latreece said, folding her arms across her chest.

"Well what the fuck do you want?"

"I heard you could do things?" Latreece asked, stealing herself. It was too late to leave now.  

Jade laughed. "You can't afford me."

Latreece pulled out the money she'd been saving since her birthday. $250 dollars.

Jade's attitude changed. The scorn disappeared and she smiled, greed replacing annoyance. "What is it you need?"

"Can you make my butt bigger?"

Crazy Jade looked at the money and then looked at Latreece. Latreece felt nervous under the intense gaze. "If I told you for $250 I could grant your heart's desire, would you still wish for a bigger ass?" Crazy Jade asked.

"Yes. Without a doubt," Latreece said. "But I'm giving you money so that means you can't have my soul or curse my granny."

"What exactly do you think I am?"

"A witch and don't they take souls and put curses on people?" Latreece asked. She thought about all the movies and tried to cover all of her bases before coming here.

"Why come here if you think I'd take your soul or put a curse on your people?"

"I don't know. Everyone comes to you. And you're always nice your son. You can't be all evil."

"I'm not a voodoo priestess. Come in. And give me that money." Crazy Jade wore jeans with a half shirt showing her belly ring. Her stomach was flat but stretch marks crept up the top of her pants like hands reaching for something. But she had a butt. And all the men, young and old wanted her despite the fact she could probably make their dicks shrivel down to the size of a prune if she got upset.

"Turn around. Let me see your butt."

Self-consciously, Latreece did a slow turn.

"Have you tried just eating more?" Crazy Jade asked once Latreece stopped.

"Yes, but my stomach just stretches and it makes me look like I'm six months pregnant."

"Let me look at my book. Just a sec."

Jade turned towards the bookshelf in the living room. "My book is gone," she said after a few minutes of uncomfortable silence.

"Does that mean you can't help me?" Latreece asked, disappointed.  

"Wait. Here," Crazy Jade said before she walked into the back of her apartment.  She returned a moment later with something in her hand.

"What's that?" Latreece asked, apprehensively.

"This is maca root." Crazy Jade. The root was about half the size of Jade's hand and it was the same color of a beet, with little tendrils coming off the bottom. Flecks of dirt covered the root as if it had just been pulled from the ground. 

"What the hell is maca root?" Latreece asked.

"It's something that will give you junk for your trunk," Jade said. "But you'll have to eat more."

"I told you, I've done that and it doesn't help."

"Believe me, this root will help your curves if you eat."

"I'm paying $250 for a root. What makes you think I can't go and get this myself."

"You could try, but my remedies are special."

Latreece didn't see how a root could do shit to give her curves, but Jade had helped everyone else. "What am I supposed to do with it?"

"After you wash it, take one bite a day. No more than on bite a day and eat three good meals a day and you'll have an ass in two weeks.

"Do this right and you won't have any issues," Crazy Jade added.