Chapter #3Maybe a Bully at School by: Nerdie   Steve Johnson. A complete and total bastard who bullied anyone who was below him on the social hierarchy. You weren't interested in dating him per se, but he was the one you can't imagine anyone missing.
You corner him after school, on his way to harass Mary Jennings for dating that geeky Norm. Everybody liked the couple except for the jock. Steve couldn't imagine Mary being just as geeky as Norm, or that she was attracted to the "loser". Who cared if they were happy together- in Steve's mind, it was all about what Mary and her amazing bod could do for him.
"Out of the way, loser." He shoved you against the side of the building. "Mary and I need to talk about our date this weekend."
You winced, rubbing your shoulder painfully. "Aren't she and Norm going to the chess meet this weekend."
"So she thinks. She'll stop cheerleading that nerd when she sees the Steven in action."
"She's a team member, not a cheerleader, Steve."
"We'll talk about that too. She's gotta learn to respect the chain of command in this school."
God what an asshole. "You know Steve, just because you've peaked and you have no future doesn't mean you have to be a giant tool."
He froze mid-stomp. Turning slowly like a dinosaur that's found his prey. "Excuse me?"
"You heard me. Nobody likes your 80s teen comedy movie routine, man. Even your teammates hate you. And I'm pretty sure they like everybody. You know, like a nice jock would."
It only took a few seconds before you were being slammed against the brick hall, the back of your head roaring in pain. This was a mistake. You should have cast the spell before he had the chance to attack. Now he has you up against the wall.
"You're gonna regret talking back to me with no teachers around. Especially after I've smeared you across the pavement."
Quickly, barely breathing through his choking grip, you hiss out the incantation as best you are able.
"Speaking in tongues now, chucklefu-" he paused, blinking in apelike confusion at the cracking voice that came out of his lips.
His grip loosens as his bulging muscles thin. His six-five stature shrinks down and down until he's just a few inches shorter than you.
He stumbles backwards as his waist caved inward with an unsettling crunch. Two bulbs grew from his chest, bigger and bigger until he's carrying some double ds above his increasingly perfect hourglass form.
You can see his skin smooth as his blonde hair spills down his head. His lips and face gain a perfect application of make-up. As his clothes shift into something more comfortable, you can tell all "Stacy" can do is moan and stare at her own body in horror.
"Wha- what did you do to me?!" Her voice glitters like a soprano despite herself. She starts to run towards you, ready to punch and hurt you to kingdom come.
She manages to slam you against the wall again, arm outstretched, but before she can punch you, you quickly kiss her lips, catching her off guard. In spite of herself, she relaxes, as you slip a hand around her waist.
What a soft, stunningly gorgeous girl you've found.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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