As Kelly was musing over the possibilities, she caught sight of a familiar face. Chad Collins, the arrogant jock who thought he honoured every woman with his attention. She'd escaped with a mere mauling, her elbow jabbed in his ribs lacking the impact she'd wanted.
He had taken it as a sign to ease off. She'd escaped that night, while Chad obviously believed it was her being playful. She shuddered to think where it might have ended. Leaving her with traumatic memories, and dismissed as just another conquest of Chad's used and cast aside.
Her hand curled into a fist, as her fury rose. But, the edges of her phone started to dig in painfully. That was the moment, she realised she had the solution literally in her hand. She could change Chad from the predator to prey. Simply removing the bulky footballer, and adding her to the cheer squad.
Kelly hoped she could keep enough of his personality intact that she could 'appreciate' the loss of power, and the new curvy defences she'd have to employ. If she could adapt to losing the simple power of brute strength.
Chad is now Charlene, the bustiest, most bootiful cheerleader on campus.
There was a brief flicker, as Chad vanished in an instant. Charlene back in her sorority, she collapsed onto her knees on the floor of her dorm room. Charlene toppled forward only just catching herself before her bust painfully hit the floor.
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She was startled by the weight of her bust, and confused too. It hadn't changed, but still felt foreign. She found herself wonder why she wasn't a man. The girls were heavy and awkward, making all her cheers harder. She winced in remembered pain, at the futile attempts to control and minimise the jiggle. Even know that was a part to her leading the cheers. She was the biggest!
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Kelly watched in a small window, as Charlene curves boosted. She moaned, imaging her girls being milked, the erotic teasing of lips suckling away, reducing the burden she bore.
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Sighing, she knew it was her lips that were made for sucking, so full and naturally pouting. She knew exactly every guys' thoughts as they spoke to her. Whether their gaze rested on her tits, her lips, or snuck glances at reflections of her ass. It was a blessing and a curse they were so transparent around her.
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She struggled to control a lisp that further humiliated her. So many people, men and women dismissed her as a breathy bimbo, who couldn't even talk properly.
Thinking of past lovers, she flinched as the thought of a ... Chad... intruded. She felt his control, his dominance, and a twinge of fear gripped her.
Her reflection in the mirror, serving as a sad reminder what she'd need to do to avoid any further encounters with that thug.
Kelly smiled, as she saw the cowed and cowering new Charlene, wondering vaguely how much time she'd spend on her knees.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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