As she held her head, a freshly transformed temptress, who was a boy's neighborhood tormentor just minutes earlier, asked, "Wha? Where am I?"
The victim of his bullying was having trouble containing his glee. He had lured his longtime tormentor to an undisclosed location, convinced him somehow to share a drink with him, and watched as he slowly morphed in agony into the big-breasted temptress before him. His crewcut grew down like a waterfall. His biceps shrank into nothingness while his skin cleared up. He shrank in height while his hips flared out, making cracking sounds in the process. His face was in pain as it reshaped into something much better to look at. His waist caved in on itself while breasts began forming on his chest. Bigger and bigger and bigger, they slowly grew until forming a deep cleavage that no man could ignore. Lastly, the very things that made him a man were sucked inside him, making the brute fully female.
The gleeful boy eventually took her home, ill-fitting clothes and all, and gave her new clothes to wear: A bra and string panties, and a blouse that didn't even try to hide her gaping chasm in between her mounds. The hottie, who visibly appeared still in a daze, finally said, "Like, thanks for the top." Her "Valley Girl" accent was apparent.
"You're welcome." The boy replied. "How do you feel? Do you know who you once were?"
"Um..." She seemed to be having trouble forming a coherent thought.
"Never mind." The boy wanted to move on to more important matters. In addition to changing his bully's gender, he wanted her as a "trophy girlfriend". All he had to do was ask.
"How would you like to be my girlfriend?" He asked with as much sincerity as he could muster. It was then when something in her...clicked. It was as if she could finally think clearly. The stars in her eyes were gone and so was her confusion, replaced by something dark and cold.
"Ewww!" She said loudly. "Date, like, a creepy little nerd like you? No way. I have much better taste than that."
The boy was taken aback by this response. He expected her to be submissive. Something within her mind must have changed that.
"Come again?" He asked, dumbfounded.
"I don't want to be seen being with, like, some nerd. I want bigger boys...no, no... bigger men. You will not do. So, how do I get out of here? I want some more clothes. I must show off my hot body, just not to you, creep."
Where did he go wrong? What happened? What had made her go from ditz to "mean girl" so suddenly? These questions ran through the boy's head, yet he couldn't answer even one of them. All he could do was guide her out of his home and ponder how his plan to get a hot girl all to himself had... the opposite effect.
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