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Morphic Adaptation Unit - Don't Mess with a Nerd 2
A couple of nerds have a tough social life. Victims of humiliating
pranks, they find a means for revenge with an MAU.
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Morphic Adaptation Unit - Don't Mess with a Nerd 2
Roger felt his cheeks burning as he walked down the hallway.
Around him, students stopped, staring, pointing, and laughing at
him. He wanted to vanish, to crawl through the floorboards, but he
didn't have that option. All he could do was run this emotional
gauntlet, the same as he had for the past two weeks. Ever since
the incident.
Like his friends Del and Irwin, Roger was introverted. The three of
them combined had less athletic talent than the third-string
quarterback had in his little finger. Instead, their focus was
oriented toward academic pursuits, in which all three boys
excelled. And, as such, they were labeled as nerds and shunned
by the `in' crowd.
Nature hadn't given Roger any way to fight the stereotype, either.
At five feet nine inches, he weighed only one hundred fifteen
pounds; many of the attractive girls weighed more than he. His
glasses were thick, adding to the image. In short, Roger was a
magnet for teasing and other abuses. Until the other week, he'd
been able to take refuge in the size of the school. With almost
twelve hundred students in Jefferson High, he really didn't stand
out, allowing him and his friends to just sort of blend in.
That was before. Now, after the incident, it seemed that everyone
knew who he was, and worse, what Shelly had done to him.
Roger slung on his backpack and fled the building ahead of most
students. He wanted to be as far from Jefferson High as he could
be, away from the taunts and teasing and humiliation.
It had started innocently enough to Roger. A less na?ve guy might
have seen it coming, but Roger was flattered by Shelly's sudden
interest. She'd been talking to him, and she even asked him to
help her with some of her homework. Now, in retrospect, Roger
realized that she'd just been using him to keep her grades high
enough so she could stay on the volleyball team. But at the time,
it had been nice to have a girl interested in him. And then, one
Tuesday night, she asked if he could come over and help her
study for a math test on Wednesday. She'd more than insinuated
that she'd be grateful. Roger had agreed, and with butterflies in
his stomach, he trudged to Shelly's house.
Shelly's parents were gone. It was just the two of them. And as
they studied, Shelly scooted closer, then she put her hand on
Roger's knee. He was taken aback, and it took him several
seconds before he could talk again. Then Shelly whispered in his
ear that she was kind of hoping that she could take him to bed.
They went up to her room, and she promised she'd slip into
something a little more comfortable. She emerged in a very sexy
teddy with a satin robe. Licking her lips, she directed Roger to go
into her bathroom and change into a robe himself. Nervous,
excited, he obeyed. For some reason, the lights in the bathroom
weren't working well, and he really couldn't see well, but he found
the robe she was talking about. Roger stripped and pulled on the
robe. Ready for some romance, he opened the door into her
room...only to find it full of jocks and `in' people, all staring,
laughing, and taking pictures of him standing naked except for the
robe. And as he looked down, he realized that the robe Shelly had
left him was very feminine. Pink satin, with lace trim, it made him
look gay.
Roger hated Shelly, his life, school, everything. She'd taken it
upon herself to personally humiliate him, and she'd succeeded.
Pictures were all over school, in his locker, in library books,
everywhere. And everyone saw them and laughed.
"Hey, Rog," he heard from behind him.
Roger paused and turned. He sighed with relief when he
recognized Irwin, one of his two true friends. "Hi," he muttered
despondently.
Irwin caught up and the two resumed walking. "Tough day again?"
he asked needlessly.
"Yup," Roger grunted. He didn't feel like talking about it.
Irwin sighed. "Yeah, I heard all about it again."
Roger shook his head, his eyes mostly shut. "I'd like to figure out
how to get even with that bitch," he mumbled angrily.
Irwin grinned. "Rog, old boy, I might have an answer for you," he
said enigmatically.
Roger stopped, spinning toward his friend. "What are you talking
about?" he demanded, a tiny trace of hope slipping through his
angry fa?ade.
Irwin grinned. Roger had taken the bait. "You remember the
meteor shower the other night?"
Roger frowned. This sudden change of topic was not only
puzzling, but it was annoying, too. "Yeah. But what does..."
Irwin wagged his finger at Roger. "I cannot teach him. The boy
has no patience," he said, trying hard to imitate Yoda - and failing.
"My uncle and I were up at his cabin. We found one of the
meteorites."
Roger's frown deepened. "So? That doesn't do me any good..."
"Unless it were some kind of alien technology," Irwin finished with
a grin. "Come on, I'll show you."
**********
Roger circled the telephone-booth sized metal box a third time.
"So, it's a box," he finally pronounced. They were in the basement
of Irwin's house, where he had his room and a kind of makeshift
lab. The box stood in the center of the lab space.
Irwin smiled. "Ah, but not just any box," he replied. "You saw the
markings. The controls."
Roger shook his head. "You'll have to do better than this."
Irwin smiled. "Okay, Mister Skeptic. I'll prove it." He touched the
reddish paw-shaped plate, and the display sprang to life. On it, a
female body soon appeared, although Irwin was blocking most of
the details from Roger. He touched a purplish crystal, and a door
appeared in the side. It didn't open, or unfold, or anything
conventional. It just appeared, as if part of the metal itself had
vanished, leaving the opening. "Step inside and touch the purple
knob."
Roger tried to see around Irwin, but Irwin just smiled and blocked
his view. "Okay, smartass. I'll do it." With a determined frown, he
stepped inside the box. As soon as he touched the knob, the door
disappeared.
A few seconds later, it reappeared. And out of the box stepped a
gorgeous, athletically-built young lady. About the same height as
Roger, she was much curvier, with generous but not absurdly
large breasts, a narrow flat waist, and round feminine hips. Her
hair, honey-blonde, hung a couple of inches below her shoulders,
wavy and tapered around her face. Her sensuous lips hung
agape, her eyes frozen in a look of utter and complete
astonishment. Her hands, graceful and delicate, cupped her
bosoms, as if confirming their existence. "What...?" Her voice
was incredibly sexy, a soft and melodious contralto.
"Alien technology," Irwin smiled. "Or had you noticed that you're in
a girl's body?" He grinned, his eyebrows raising. "An incredibly
sexy, nude girl's body, I might add!"
Roger glanced up and saw the leer on Irwin's face. He backed
away from his lusting friend. "Change me back!" he demanded.
Irwin advanced, his natural teenage urges overpowering his logic.
This was a naked girl, the type he'd dreamed about ever since
he'd started going through puberty. And now she was here,
naked, just a touch away.
The slap from Roger knocked Irwin back to his senses. "Don't you
dare touch me," Roger warned. "I'm not gay! And you're not
going to...fuck me!"
Irwin backed away, feeling the sting in his cheek. "Sorry," he
mumbled. "I guess I got carried away."
"Damned right you did!" Roger agreed. "Now change me back."
Irwin smiled. "Just touch the red plate and think of what you want
to be. When you get the image right, just touch the purple button
and go back inside."
Roger frowned, then he followed Irwin's instructions. "Hey, this is
easy," he admitted after a few moments. He was pleasantly
surprised by just how simple the controls were. In a few moments,
he had his old body back, and he stepped inside the box.
**********
"Okay," Roger finally said as he sat down on one of the lab stools.
"So you've convinced me. It works. It can change a person into
damned near anything." He shook his head. "So how does this
help me?"
Irwin laughed. "Roger, my boy, your problem is you don't have
much imagination to go with your brains." He saw Roger's frown.
"Okay, so what did Shelly do to you? She took advantage of your
inexperience to put you in an embarrassing situation, and made
sure there were cameras to capture the Kodak moment."
Roger frowned, fighting the heat in his cheeks. "Yeah," he
muttered angrily.
Irwin smiled. "And so how do you get back at the most popular girl
in school?"
Roger glanced at the box. "Make her clumsy or weird?" he
offered. Irwin's assessment of Roger's imagination was only
partially accurate.
Irwin shook his head slowly. "You trash her reputation the way
she trashed yours. And on the way, you score a few points to
`rehabilitate' yourself."
"How?" Suddenly, Roger's eyes widened. "If she were to be seen
in a compromising position with me..."
Irwin grinned. "And if others were to see, and have pictures..."
Roger smiled. Then he frowned. "So how do we get her...and
me...?"
Irwin answered by stepping to the control plate. He stepped into
the box, only to emerge a few seconds later as Shelly, accurate
down to her freckles. "How's this?"
Roger gulped. "But that means...we have to...I mean, you and I
have to..."
Irwin spun, displaying the luscious curves of Shelly. "So what do
you think I was doing with this machine the past couple of nights,
anyway? You ever wonder what a girl's orgasm feels like?" He
watched Roger blush. "Well, I know. And they're pretty good."
**********
The school collectively paused, watching as Shelly sauntered
toward Roger. The snickering was barely contained; she was
going to torment him some more.
The snickers died abruptly. "Hi, Roger," Shelly said in a breathy
voice.
Roger glanced at her, and his features clouded. "What do you
want?" he demanded angrily.
Shelly glanced down. "I just wanted to apologize. What I did was
wrong, and it was very, very mean. I'd like a chance to make it up
to you."
Roger looked thoughtfully at Shelly for a few moments. "What did
you have in mind?" he asked carefully.
Shelly glanced up and smiled. "Would you like me to come over
to your place tonight?" she asked, batting her eyes at Roger.
"After volleyball practice?"
Roger slowly nodded. "Okay. I guess."
Shelly gave him a quick kiss, right on the lips. Around the two,
stunned silence gave way to giggles and grins. Shelly was up to
her tricks again, and Roger was so hopelessly na?ve that he was
falling for the gag a second time.
**********
Irwin slipped in the back door and took the stairs by twos. His
chest bounced almost uncontrollably; if he'd realized how much
boobs bounced, he'd have understood the necessity for a bra. He
banged on Roger's door.
The door opened. "Irwin?" Roger asked carefully.
Irwin grinned. "Or Shelly. Whatever." He slipped in the room and
pushed the door shut. As soon as Roger shut the door, Irwin
slipped off his raincoat.
"Wow!" Roger gasped, astonished. Irwin was wearing a very sexy
teddy under the raincoat. And the teddy didn't do justice to
Shelly's figure in the slightest. He could see perky nipples, already
erect, through the sheer fabric. Her long hair had been tucked
under the coat; now it hung sexily about her shoulders. "Where'd
you get the clothes?"
Irwin grinned. "All you need to do is think of whatever clothes you
want. You come out wearing them."
Roger felt himself getting quite aroused. He eyed Irwin from head
to toe; he liked what he saw. "Any problems?" he remembered to
ask.
"The box was acting up a bit," Irwin reported. Then he grinned.
"The web cam is recording right now. I put on a telephoto, so it
should get some great shots. As long as you remember to leave
the curtains open.
Roger smiled. "I've got a still set up with a remote, so we should
be able to get some great shots." Roger's brow furrowed. "What
do you mean, acting up?"
Irwin shrugged. "Some kind of message. The same as when I
first opened it. I think it's some kind of instruction or something,
because it cleared right away."
"Oh." Roger stood, both aroused and confused. He and Irwin
stared at each other. "Er, what now?" Roger finally asked.
Irwin smiled, then sauntered to Roger. "This," he said in Shelly's
seductive voice. He wrapped his arms around Roger and pulled
him into a huge and sexy kiss. Roger felt panicked; he was being
kissed by a guy - by Irwin! But it wasn't a guy! Guys didn't have
tits pressing into his chest. Guys didn't have long sexy hair. Guys
didn't have.... He stopped. He couldn't contemplate what was
between Irwin's legs.
Irwin, however, could. "Come on," he whispered in Roger's ear.
"I'm Shelly, remember? And you really, really want me. Don't
you?" He slipped the teddy off his shoulders, and Shelly's creamy
firm breasts popped out of the teddy. He grasped Roger's head
and forced it down, toward a big sensuous nipple. "Oh, yes!" Irwin
moaned with Shelly's voice as Roger began to kiss his nipple.
**********
Roger felt weird. He'd just had sex with Irwin. But it wasn't Irwin.
Was it? Since it was Irwin in Shelly's body, did that make him
gay? He sat up in bed and shook his head to try to clear his
confusion.
Irwin rolled over and glanced up at him. "Want to go once more?"
he asked playfully.
Roger shook his head. "No. I don't think so."
Irwin grinned. "That's another advantage to girls. They're ready to
go any time." He sat up, and slowly pulled on the teddy.
"You think we got the pictures?" Roger asked cautiously.
Irwin grinned. "After you remembered to start snapping the stills,"
he purred.
Roger frowned. "Look, it's not like I've ever done this before," he
complained. "I was a bit...distracted."
"I hadn't noticed," Irwin said with a grin. "In fact, if I were a real
girl, I'd say you were pretty good."
Roger's frown deepened. The last thing he wanted to hear was
his best friend saying he was good in bed. That was a bit too
much. "So what's the plan from here?"
Irwin stood and pulled on his raincoat. "According to the
principal's office, Shelly's out tomorrow, too. So I'll just do a bit of
acting, you know, the 'you were great last night' bit, and we'll take
it from there. And we'll get Del to show some of the pictures?"
Roger smiled, but only half-heartedly. This was going to really get
Shelly, but what it was taking was messing with his mind. "Okay.
I'll run down to the one-hour place and get the prints tonight. After
you go."
**********
Roger was waiting around the corner from school when he saw
'Shelly'. She gave him a broad grin, then she walked up to him,
and with a quick glance to see if anyone was watching, she
slipped her arm into his. "Hi, lover," she purred loudly. It was
guaranteed that some of the students would hear.
They walked, with 'Shelly' leaning her head on Roger's shoulder
periodically. When they got a few blocks from school, 'Shelly'
started laughing. "God!" she exclaimed through tears of mirth,
"you should have heard what people were saying! And asking me,
too!"
Roger smiled. "Great." He didn't sound too enthusiastic. "Let's
get back to your place. You've got to change back."
Irwin, still in Shelly's body, shook his head. "Nope. First, you're
going to take me out for pizza. Got to let our adoring public see us
together."
Roger sighed. "Okay, but this is getting kind of weird." They
walked a few steps. "You know, if I didn't know better, I'd think
that you're starting to enjoy being a girl."
Irwin frowned, then he shook his head. "Well, I have to admit that
the sex part is pretty good. And it's nice to have people talk to me
rather than just laugh at me. But no, I'm not getting to like it."
Roger smiled. "Good. 'Cause I don't think I could have a best
friend who used to be a guy but is now a girl."
**********
The walk back from the pizza parlor was just like the walk from
school. Irwin, in Shelly's body, had his arm intertwined with
Roger's, and he leaned his head on Roger's shoulder. All around
them, eyes from fellow students stared incredulously, snapping
away when Roger or 'Shelly' looked their way. Even as they left,
heads on the street turned, gawking at the lady and the geek.
Except for one pair. That pair of eyes widened with confusion,
then slowly, the eyes narrowed to mere slits, an angry fire burning
behind them.
Roger laughed as they descended to Irwin's basement. "This is so
great! Did you see the looks on everyone's faces?"
Irwin grinned. "She'll never live this down, not in a million years!"
He stepped to the box. "Time to get back to normal," Irwin said,
more to reassure Roger than himself. "We can't have two Shellys,
can we?"
Roger sat down on one lab chair. He could hold his head up high
tomorrow, no longer the object of Shelly's cruel joke. He leaned
back against the wall, his fingers interlaced behind his head.
Revenge was so sweet.
A cry of alarm snapped him back to attention. Irwin's face was
ashen, white as the proverbial sheet. "What's wrong?"
Irwin was focused on the display, his hand pawing at the red
control plate. "It's not working," he wailed. "It's not working!"
"What's not working?" a loud voice demanded from the lab door.
Both boys spun, and they saw Shelly, the real Shelly, standing in
the doorway. She was staring hatefully at Roger, and then her
gaze swept over the lab, to the strange silver box. And to her
twin, standing wide-eyed with panic at the control plate. "Oh, my
God!" she cried. "You're...me!" Then she fainted and slowly
collapsed to the floor.
Shelly awoke and found herself sitting in a chair. "What...." She
tried to sit up, but her head started spinning again.
Roger gazed down at Shelly, a concerned look on his face. "Are
you okay? You fainted."
Shelly frowned, but she didn't try to sit up. Not again. "I think I
was seeing things. I thought I saw myself!" she exclaimed. She
shook her head. "But that's impossible!"
"No, it's not," her own voice said.
Shelly turned her head, and saw herself again. This time,
because she was sitting, she avoided fainting again. "What the
hell?"
Irwin sighed. "It's a long story," he said sadly.
Roger nodded. "Irwin found an alien contraption. We were using
it to get back at you for the nasty trick you played on me."
"Irwin...the little twerp Irwin?" She stared at him. "You can't be
Irwin! You look like me!"
Irwin nodded. "Yeah, well it looks like I'm stuck looking like you,"
he replied. "The alien box," he pointed over his shoulder at the
silver device in his lab, "can...could...change people. I changed
into you, so we could get evidence of you in, er, compromising
situations with Roger. To get back at you."
Shelly listened intently, then she shook her head. "First, that's
impossible. Nothing can change a person's body. Second, what
are you talking about? Compromising...." Her mouth dropped
open as she slowly realized what they were talking about. "You
mean, you little faggots screwed around? With MY body? And
you took pictures or something?"
Roger winced. "It sounds so bad when you say it like that."
Shelly screamed. "My reputation...you've ruined it!"
Roger felt himself stiffen. "Well, you didn't do a hell of a lot for
mine, you know!" he rebutted angrily.
Shelly felt her cheeks redden; he'd got her with that one. "I guess
that's fair," she answered slowly. She turned to Irwin. "Okay,
you've had your little joke. Now get out of my body!" She saw
Irwin flinch, and she glanced at Roger.
Roger, too, winced. "It's not that easy," he finally stammered.
"The box...isn't working any more."
"You mean, you can't change back? You're stuck in my body?"
Irwin nodded slowly. "Look, it's not like I like this or anything,"
he added.
Shelly looked like she wanted to cry. "So, not only have you
trashed my reputation, but now you're telling me you're stuck as
my twin?"
Irwin shot back, "Well how do you think my mom is going to feel
when she finds out her son is now her daughter? And what about
the mess we're going to have at school? Did you thing about that?
You think your life is messed up?" He was stepping toward Shelly,
the tone of his voice getting angrier with each word.
Roger stepped between the girls. "Look, we've got to think this
thing through," he said calmly. "We can figure out something."
**********
Roger stepped happily out of his last class. As he walked to his
locker, a girl caught up to him, grasping his arm. He smiled at her,
and she gave him a quick peck on the cheek. As they passed
another hall, another girl caught up to the pair, and she took
Roger's other arm. Bystanders didn't give them a second glance;
they'd gotten used to Roger and his nearly-identical twin
girlfriends. It was an amazing coincidence that the two girls, from
different families, looked so much alike. The only way to tell them
apart, in fact, was that Sheila's hair was dyed auburn; apart from
that one difference, the two were indistinguishable. And the trio
was inseparable.
Everyone attributed Shelly's sudden attitude change toward Roger
to be guilt, from her nasty prank. But no one could figure out why
Sheila was so attached to Roger, nor why Shelly permitted such a
rival for Roger's attentions.
The truth, which none would ever have believed, was that Shelly,
Roger, and Irwin had become fast friends. If Shelly had dumped
Roger, everyone would assume that she was easy and had gone
out with him just for some quick sex. The only way to salvage
anything of a reputation was to stay close to him, at least for a
respectable time. And during that time, she'd slowly grown to like
Roger, first as a friend, and then as a lover. And Sheila came with
the deal. Roger and Sheila were very close, so Shelly naturally
merged with them into a happy trio.
The mysterious disappearance of Irwin went mostly unnoticed.
Irwin's mother was only too pleased to have a new daughter, and
no one thought anything of the coincidental arrival of Sheila. The
volleyball coach was pleased; Sheila was as athletically gifted as
Shelly and was a welcome addition to the team.
Around the school, it was variously rumored that Shelly and Sheila
were lesbian lovers, that Roger and the girls did threesomes all
the time, and that Roger had some mysterious power over the two
girls. Like all rumors, there were some elements of truth in them.
But then, those are another story unto themselves.
FIN
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