“I don’t understand Jordan, why do you want me to do this? She’s was your friend, can’t you do?” Jade said somehow finding some bravery in the face of the meanest girl in school. Then again Jade wasn’t the only one feeling braver now that Courtney, Jordan’s best friend and former biggest bitch in school, had died recently. Courtney had seemed to have had a grip over the school that was released when she died and needs like Jade get more confident roaming the halls.
Of course Jordan was only too happy to step into the power vacuum Courtney left but had found more pushback than she had expected. It made her furious that a girl like Jade was even questioning her.
“Listen dork I don’t have to explain to you why I can or can’t go to Courtney’s house, all you need to know now is that if you don’t do this I’ll make sure what happened to Courtney happens to you too, understand?” Jordan said with intense menace in her eyes. Jade didn’t know whether to believe Jordan had anything to do with Courtney’s mysterious death but she also knew she didn’t want to find out.
Waiting until night fall, Jade made her way to Courtney's house. She had always been curious about where Courtney lived, and now seemed like the perfect opportunity to see it for herself. However as she turned the corner to see the house she saw it to be just as she expected for chav girl like Courtney.
It was a worn down looking house with chipped paint and old features. A car sat on cinder blocks out front while a surprisingly well kept motorcycle sat in the driveway. The garden was non existent, worn away after years of neglect. Jade snuck around to the side of the house where Jordan said Courtney’s room window would be.
Unsurprisingly she found the window to be unlocked and she pulled herself through knocking her glasses off her head in the process. Retrieving them from the floor she put them on to take in the bedroom in full.
Bottles of half drunk vodka and cider covered most surfaces only dwarfed by a vanity filled with makeup products. The stench of cheap perfume and stale cigarette smoke filled the air. Jade shivered as she remembered nearly choking on the smell every time Courtney decided to pick a fight with her. Tight fitting latex clothes and animal print mini skirts where overflowing from the closet and gaudy gold jewelry covered her night stand.
For a moment Jade figured she’d have a tough time trying to find what Jordan was after but then she spotted the nondescript box in the corner which stood out for being so plain looking. As she got closer she saw written on the side were the words ‘deceased belongings’. Jade felt uneasy about taking the box but she also didn’t want to have a box similar to this in the near future.
But as she turned to leave, she couldn't help but feel a little bit curious. What could Jordan possibly need from this box that was so important?
With a shrug, Jade took the lid of the box off and peered inside. At first, all she saw was Courtney’s cell phone, some jewelry and clothes. But then, as she dug deeper, she spotted something that made her stop in her tracks. It was a blonde wig, lying there at the bottom of the box.
As Jade stared at the wig with confusion. She didn’t think Courtney wore a wig, but as she took it out and felt it she knew whatever this was that it used to sit on top of her bully’s head.
As she held it though she suddenly felt as though there was a voice inside her head urging her to try it on. Jade hesitated for a moment, unsure of whether she should give in to this strange impulse, trying to comprehend the morbid implications. But the voice was growing louder and more insistent, and before she knew it, she had the wig on her head.
Jade stood in front of the mirror with the wig on, staring at her reflection with feeling a little silly. the blonde hair hardly compliment her pale and freckled skin, or her slightly overweight frame. However as she adjusted the strands to cover her dark hair, she felt a strange sensation wash over her. It was as if the wig was alive and reacting to her touch, stretching and creaking to fit her head perfectly.
Jade gasped as she saw the transformation take place before her eyes. The wig seemed to crackle with energy, changing her skin tone to a beautiful, sun-kissed tan. It also made her body appear more slim and curvaceous, filling out her clothes in all the right places.
“Oh fuck what is happening to me! It feel so fucking nasty!” She groaned as her tits enlarged and her nails grew long. She could feel her bones creaking and cracking as they reshaped to give her the perfect hourglass figure.
“What the hell is happening to me? I feel like such a mega bitch right now. I can't believe I'm actually thinking these nasty thoughts. Is this what Courtney's felt like all the time? It feels so… so… so hawt!” Jade purred as she caught her reflection in the mirror. For the first time in her life she was feeling confident, powerful and had the looks to back it up.
“So this is why Jordan wanted that box, she wanted this gorgeous wig.” Jade smirked as she stroked the long blonde locks. She knew she wasn’t thinking straight but she couldn’t help but admire how good she looked. Well not every part of her looked good in her eyes.
“Ugh. I can't believe I picked out these things to wear. They're so frumpy and plain. I'm better than this. I deserve to wear something that makes me feel good about myself." She grinned as she looked at the clothes strewn around her on the floor like a kid in a candy store.
Finding the tightest pair of black latex pants she could find she poured herself giddily into them and letting the waist snap pleasurably into place. Next she found a revealing animal print top that would show off her new chest perfectly. Seeing her tits nearly popping out of her new top made her stroke them lovingly with her long sharp nails.
Next she eyed gold hoop earrings, a chunky necklace and shiny rings which she eagerly put on. Before she knew it she was standing in front of the mirror with the hottest looking chav she had ever seen starring back. It was as if she had become a carbon copy of all the traits she previously hated.
Jade couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of it all. She had always hated Courtney and everything she stood for, but now she was starting to embrace it. She grabbed a bottle of vodka from Courtney's nightstand and took a long swig, relishing the burn as it went down her throat. She lit up a cigarette and began smoking it as if she had been doing it all her life.
As she stood there, feeling and looking like a total chav, Jade couldn't help but wonder what was happening to her. Was this some kind of strange transformation, or was she just losing her mind? Whatever the case may be, Jade couldn't deny that she was loving every minute of it.
Jade was so caught up in her transformation that she didn't even hear the door open. It wasn't until she heard a deep, masculine voice say "What the hell is going on here?" that she turned around to see who it was.
Standing in the doorway was Courtney's older brother, Frankie. He was tall and muscular, with jet black hair and a series of tattoos snaking up his arms. He looked like the kind of bad boy that Jade had always avoided, but now she felt her pussy tingle just looking at him.
"Who are you and what are you doing in my sister's room?" Frankie demanded, his eyes narrowed.
"I'm a friend of Courtney's," Jade lied, trying to sound as nonchalant as possible. "I was just getting something that was mine."
Frankie raised an eyebrow. "A friend of Courtney's, huh? I think I would remember a friend as sexy as you."
Jade felt her pussy get wet with attraction for him. No one had ever called her pretty before let alone sexy and coming from him she took it as an absolute compliment. She had never liked bad boys before, but now she was starting to feel like a bad girl herself.
"Well that makes sense, I am pretty unforgettable," Jade said with a smirk, trying to play it cool.
Frankie chuckled. "I like your attitude. You're not like the other girls Courtney hung out with. Like that hanger on Jordan. She was always trying to get with me. You're different."
Jade shrugged. "Well I guess maybe me and Jordan have something in common then." She said in a flirty voice as she sat down on the bed. Jade took a long drag of her cigarette as she stared at him intently. Finally she broke the silence.
"Do you want one?" she said gesturing to her cigarette.
Frankie hesitated for a moment before finally nodding and sitting beside her. "Sure, I'll take one." She felt her heart beat go faster the closer he was. Despite her new confident demeanour a part of her was still the nervous shy girl that snuck into the bedroom. She had to get rid of her.
“Open your mouth.” She said in a low husky whisper.
Frankie did as he was told, opening his mouth as Jade leaned in closer. She took the cigarette out of her mouth and blew a cloud of smoke directly into his open mouth.
The smoke flowed over Frankie's tongue and down his throat, filling his body with a warm, tingling sensation.
"That was a new experience," he said, his voice a little raspy from the smoke.
Jade chuckled and took another drag on her cigarette. "What another new experience." She said eying him with wanton lust in her eyes. At the same time she couldn't shake the feeling that this was wrong. She was dressed up in clothes and a wig that weren't her own, and she was acting like someone she wasn't. She could feel her conscience tugging at her, telling her to stop this charade and be true to herself.
But as Frankie's lustful gaze became more obvious, Jade found herself ignoring her conscience in favor of a growing persona inside her. This persona was selfish and carefree, not caring about anything or anyone but herself. It was a seductive and dangerous side of her that she had never allowed herself to explore before.
Jade's new, darker persona fully took over as she leaped on Frankie against the bed and kissed him deeply. He responded with equal passion, flipping her over and pinning her arms down as he returned the kiss.
"You know, I've always had a thing for bad boys like you," Jade said, breaking off from the kiss for a moment. "There's something so thrilling and dangerous about them. I can't resist the temptation."
Frankie's eyes lit up at her words. "Well, you're in luck because I'm exactly the kind of bad boy you're looking for. And trust me, I know how to show a girl a good time."
Jade's heart raced as Frankie's words sent a thrill through her body. She knew she should stop this, but she just couldn't resist the pull of this new, reckless side of herself.
Frankie's hands roamed over Jade's body, pulling at her clothes and revealing her smooth, tanned skin. Jade returned the favour but undoing his belt buckle and pulling his pants down to reveal his huge cock.
“Oh fuck baby you’re so big, put that monster in me now and make this nasty bitch cum!” She groaned as he navigated his cock between her legs finding her wet pussy and sliding in. Both them moaned in pleasure as he pumped in and out.
In a fit of passion, Frankie reached up to tug at Jade's hair. She tried to tell him to stop, fearing that the wig would come off, but as he grabbed it, she found that it was now firmly attached to her head.
Jade's eyes widened in shock as she realized that her transformation was now complete. She was no longer the shy, timid girl she had always been, but a confident, seductive woman who was in control of her own desires.
Frankie seemed to sense the change in her and he pulled her closer, his lips devouring hers as they fell into a frenzied embrace. Jade gave herself over to the moment, surrendering to the heat of the passion that consumed her.
As they rolled around on the bed, their bodies entwined in a dance of lust and desire, Jade knew that she was in the midst of the most intense, exhilarating experience of her life. And she would never be the same.
The next day, Jade went to school a changed woman. She stepped off of Frankie’s bike dressed in new clothes that she and he had stolen that morning from the local mall. As she kissed him goodbye she felt the eyes of the rest of the school on her wondering who this new trashy and nasty girl was and she loved it.
“See you later stud.” She grinned running her long nailed finger softly down his cheek. He slapped her butt playfully as she did and she mocked gasped at his impropriety.
“Try and stop me hot stuff!” He said before gunning the bike and drinking off.
As she walked through the school gates flicking her long bitchy ponytail, Jade was met with the stares and whispers of her classmates. She could see Courtney's friends in the distance, fully prepared to bully her as they always did. But as they saw Jade's new look and attitude, they immediately rethought their tack before looking to Jordan for guidance. Jordan upon seeing Jade dressed head to toe like the queen chav she wished to be, along with the wig she felt was hers filled with rage and walked to meet Jade.
Jade however was prepared for Jordan and was not the shy little girl she once was only 24 hours ago. As soon as Jordan was in arms length Jade swung an open palm across the girls face knocking her to the floor. Before Jordan could get back up Jade had moved lightning fast and grabbed the bully by her hair.
“Don’t you fucking get up you pathetic bitch or you’ll wish you didn’t wake up this morning. This hair is all mine now and I’m the new queen bitch around here.” Jade growled into Jordan’s ear.
“You’ll pay for this!” Jordan said through gritted teeth but Jade laughed.
“Like how you made Courtney pay? Not only am I stronger than she ever was, I also have her hot brother on my side and he was very interested to learn you were taking credit for her death. I’ve kept him at bay for now but just think how distraught and angry he would be to lose his sister and his new girlfriend so I’d watch my fucking attitude if I were you, understand?” Jade spat at Jordan who just managed a nod. Jade dropped her and brushed dirt of her outfit as she stood.
"Hey, Jade!" one of Courtney's friends called out, approaching her with a smile. "We're sorry for how we treated you before. We didn't realize how cool you were."
Jade sneered at the girl, not even bothering to hide her disdain. "I don't care about your apologies," she said coldly. "You can be part of my gang now or hers, your choice." Jade said pointing to Jordan who was still on the ground.
The girl's smile faltered, and she quickly sensed Jade was not to be messed with. “With you of course babe, we don’t even like Jordan, right girls?” The girl said turning to the rest of Courtney’s friends who all nodded their agreement.
"Good choice. Come on, girls," Jade said, her voice dripping with menace and cruelty. "Let's go find some more losers to pick on. It's going to be a great day."
