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Miss Vicky Kay.
Billy the Bully Hollister
A story by Little Miss Vicky Kay.
It was the last day of sixth grade when Billy the bully Hollister threw
Helen into the mud puddle. It was at recess and everybody laughed as she
was sent crying to the principal's office. The beautiful new pink dress
was now dripping with mud. Ellen went home humiliated, didn't get to say
goodbye to her friends and picked up the nickname fellen Ellen. Two
weeks later she was living at her cousin's house in the country with her
three older male cousins who liked to roughhouse constantly and were
extremely competitive. They insisted she play tackle football, tag, and
many other rough and tumble boy games she'd never played.
As she did chores that first month, she found she was able to move the
big bags of feed by herself, that carrying the milk buckets wasn't as
painful after a while and much to her pleasure, she began to grow. By
summer's end she was not the last one picked at football having
developed some speed and some strength in her arms. They taught her
basketball and how to rebound against bigger opponents and most of all,
they were constantly wrestling with each other and her, playfully
shoving at each other and by summer's end she was pushing back with
considerable force.
She grew three inches that summer and weighed half again what she did
when Billy the Bully Hollister threw her down. Still, she went from
being thin and waifish to being athletic and healthy. She had let her
blonde hair grow out and now it fell nearly down to her waist. The new
school clothes she chose were less girly this year, but they looked much
better on her and on the first day of school, many adolescent male eyes
followed her down the hallway. She heard whispers about her saying
things like "babe", and "hot" and in tones of hushed reverence. She
realized that she might now be one of the best looking girls in school.
Billy Hollister spent his summer drinking pop and playing video games.
He had gone from being one of the biggest boys in the class to being one
of the smallest. Many of the girls and boys he used to pick on now
towered over him. Still, he liked to push people around. There was
something about a good morning of intimidation that just made him feel
good. Take some lunch money and watch some wimp run away and he was
happy. Billy spent the morning that first day doing just that. An
aggressive attitude was all that was required in some circles and his
old friends egged him on. What he didn't realize though was that they
found it funny to watch this kid take things from bigger kids because it
was only a matter of time before somebody clocked the little guy - and
that was going to be priceless.
At lunch, Ellen was making her way to the library when she heard that
familiar piercing voice yell out in the hallway. "Hey everybody, it's
Fellen Ellen!" He stepped out into the hallway in front of her blocking
her way. "Nice outfit, care to see if it looks good all muddy too?"
The old feelings of helplessness crept back. Before he had pushed her
but she was afraid to fight back. She was now bigger than he was, but
still the old fear ruled her. "Hi Billy," she said sullenly.
"So, Fellen Ellen, how was your summer? Did you fall for anybody?" Her
throat dried up and she found it hard to speak as he moved closer; so
close she could feel his warm breath on her face. "Did you take a trip
Fellen Ellen? I heard you dropped everything and ran away. But, I
wouldn't want to sling any mud or anything." Her hands suddenly felt
cold and she wished she could just run away, but she stood there
mesmerized. Then, he pushed her, but she caught herself even in her flat
shoes she had leverage to push back and to her amazement, he fell over.
He quickly got to his feet and shoved a finger into her face. "Bitch, I
own you. You want a piece this? I'll kick your ass bitch."
She wasn't sure what to do. She wasn't so scared of him at the moment,
but Billy the Bully Hollister was crazy enough to do anything. She
wasn't interested in provoking him, she just wanted to get to the
library and now there was enough space between them that she thought she
could do it, so she took a step in that direction. Billy was furious,
Fellen Ellen needed to be taught that she must fear him or else. So, he
grabbed her shirt and attempted to throw her into the lockers. She
dropped her books and twisted his arm up behind his back and threw him
to the ground. She stood over him shocked and breathing hard.
"Billy Hollister, if you pick on me one more time, you'll be the
sorriest boy that ever walked! Look at you. You're not big enough to be
a bully anymore. Size-wize you're almost a girl!" She gathered her books
dimly aware that everybody was in hysterics. Billy got up and fought off
all attempts to help him up and stalked off. Clearly this was not over.
All the kids who had stopped to watch started talking immediately.
"Almost a girl - A-A-G. The AAGman! Billy AAGMAN!" The name AAGMAN was
on everybody's lips now. Fellen Ellen was now a thing of the past, but
Ellen realized that the only way for him to save face was to confront
her again and it just made her mad that he couldn't learn his lesson.
She sat home that night and tried to figure out what to do about it. If
she let him best her in some way it would save face in front of his
friends, but he wouldn't learn anything. No, she needed something that
would teach him once and for all to respect others and never bully
anybody ever again. Her eyes fell on the pink dress that no longer fit
her that she was wearing that day when he pushed her down in the mud.
She smiled. Billy the Bully Hollister would have the worst day if his
life if he messed with her again.
She put the dress and some other old clothes of hers into a bag and
shoved it into her pack. The next day, as she was making her way to the
library at lunch, Billy was shoved by his friends in front of her again
and he faced her down, but this time he had a deer in the headlights
look about him. "Fellen Ellen," he said coldly.
"AAGMAN is it?" Ellen said quietly.
"I'm gonna kick your ass bitch."
"After school, the park by the river," she said loud enough so that
everybody could hear. She stepped around him and left, but the hallway
was buzzing. Everybody would be there. It was a long nervous day for
both of them. Billy fighting anxiety that he might actually lose to a
girl in front of the school, but half convincing himself it was no big
deal. He started to take stock though of his physical reality and
realized that he was now in no position to bully most people. Maybe he
would try to be nicer from now on. But the bitch had to go down first,
or he'd be the laughing stock of the whole school.
Ellen wondered silently if she could really pull off what she had in
mind. Billy had been in many more fights than she, but yesterday, he
didn't seem all that strong. She didn't let herself get too confident.
Some of her friends tried to talk her out of the fight thinking there
was no way she could win. They were wrong, but would be shocked to learn
just how wrong.
Billy and Ellen walked at the head of the procession of nearly everybody
in school to the park just up the street. They passed by the elementary
school and when the kids saw that a fight was in the air, they followed
along. Billy could hear nervous whispers - "That boy is fighting a girl?
She must be stupid." Billy smiled. This was going to be easy. Billy and
Ellen faced off in the middle of the soccer field. Ellen dropped her
pack and took out a paper bag and set it on top before turning to face
Billy the Bully Hollister.
He took off his shirt and flexed his rather doughy muscles and clapped.
"Bring it on bitch," he said with a slightly breaking voice. Ellen stood
and gathered herself and waited. "What're you waiting for Fellen Ellen?"
She just waited and finally, Billy looked over his shoulder at his
friends, then rushed her. He managed to hit a glancing blow towards her
eye, but she side stepped it and grabbed him by the shoulders and threw
him down easily. He rolled a way, but she was on him wrestling him face
first into the dirt and grabbing up an arm to twist painfully as she
ground his head into the dirt. He freaked out and furiously fought with
all his limbs at once. Even In his panic, he could not free himself.
Ellen grabbed up a leg and twisted on it for a while. Billy's fighting
her became less convincing and he pounded at the ground in frustration
when he could not find a way to hit her. He managed to grab her hair,
but she painfully twisted his fingers one by one till he let go and was
never in any danger of getting her off of him. She slapped the side of
his head a couple of times and that took the life out of him more than
anything. His fits of anger became less frequent as he became exhausted
and Ellen simply pressed her attack all the more.
He was breathing so hard now that Ellen wondered if he might have a
heart attack or something, but she didn't let him up and for many
minutes it was a brutal one sided attack until Billy the Bully Hollister
was permanently named AAGMAN. He quit fighting her and she dragged him
over by the paper bag she had brought with her. She pulled at his shirt
and Billy was just too tired to fight her off, so it came off easily.
She threw him to the ground on his back and undid his belt. He kicked at
her ineffectually, but didn't manage to do any damage and the pants came
off. The crowd grew silent not knowing what to expect next. Ellen took a
pair of pink lacy panties out of the bag and turned him over onto his
stomach, stripping the underpants in one swift move before shoving his
lower legs first through the leg holes then pulling up the panties while
he struggled to figure out what was going on. Finally, he saw what she
had put onto him and began to tear at them, but she wrestled him to the
ground again. This time onto his stomach and put some white knee socks
on him one at a time.
He panicked again and tried furiously to escape, but Ellen never let him
up and finally, he began cursing and finally, he began to cry. She
pulled a pair of her old Mary Jane shoes onto his feet, then took out
the pink dress she had been wearing when he pushed her down and made her
cry on the last day of 6th grade. It was a cute little dress with lots
of lace sewn into the bodice, some pink ruffles at the waist, puffy
sleeves and a cute little bow that tied with a sash in the back. The cut
was such that it was fitted at the waist, but pouffed out and rustled a
little from the little crinoline underskirt.
He tried to struggle again, but she lifted the skirt up and spanked him
until he cried making everybody laugh. She pulled his long dark hair
into two pony tails and put little pink schruncies in to hold them in
place. She got up grapped up his clothes and put them into a silly
little Barney pack, slung it up over his shoulder and pulled Billy
Almost a Girl Hollister to his feet. He could barely stand as she shoved
him in the direction of town. Billy lived on the other side of the small
town of Araya and now, he was being shoved through town by a girl while
he was in a humiliating dress and girl clothes. He tried not to cry and
at one point even tried to run, but Ellen was just too quick for him and
from then on she kept ahold of him.
As she marched him home, they passed several stores. Billy was openly
sobbing now as the kids from school followed and made jokes at his
expense. Ellen stopped him and turned him to her. "Aww, why is my little
girl so sad?" Even then Billy tried to hit her, but was just too slow.
She grabbed him by the hand and led him into the store where she bought
him a baby doll.
The clerk looked down concerned about Billy thinking the little girl was
sad. "What's your problem sweetie? Did you fall down or something
sweetheart?" Billy silently nodded yes. "Aww are you having a bad day?"
He nodded again. She picked out a big pink lolly pop with red swirls and
handed it to him. "Here, cutie pie, I hope you feel better. So what's
your name?" She smiled at Billy and patted his head and he began to cry.
"Ma'am she tried to bully someone and learned her lesson today. She'll
be okay, I just thought the dolly would make her feel better. She's fine
aren't you AAG... Agatha." Billy began to cry inconsolably.
The clerk bent down to Billy's eye level. "A pretty girl like you
shouldn't be bullying people. Why, I'll bet when you smile, you're
pretty as a picture and nobody would be mean to you then."
Ellen smiled, "That's what I've been trying to tell her. Thanks ma'am."
The crowd of kids roared with laughter when they saw Billy AAGMAN -
Agatha not only wearing a little girl dress, knee high socks, and a
purple Barney pack, but now with a dolly and a big silly lollipop too.
Agatha began balling as Ellen dragged him along by the wrist. Even the
littlest kids began to poke fun at him as they walked. "Look at the
sissy boy!" said one of Billy's supposed buddies. "Pretty dolly sissy,
what's her name?" said a girl who couldn't be more than a 4th grader.
"Pretty dress, for a boy!" said a 2nd grade boy with freckles. "Is that
a Barney pack? You can have my old one sissy, I haven't used it since
first grade!" said an angelic faced 3rd grade girl. The whole group of
kids roared after each comment and Billy had lost all fight and could
only cry now as even the little kids took shots at him. They threw spit
wads and even some girl stuff like berets and even a Barbie doll which
hit him in the head making everybody laugh yet again.
Billy got to sobbing so hard that Ellen had to stop. She took out a
tissue and dried his tears and the crowd roared again with laughter and
again when she held the tissue and had him blow his nose. His sobs fell
away to hiccups as they came up to his house.
Ellen knocked aggressively on the door and a man with a beer in his hand
in a t-shirt, beard and a scowl answered the door. "Are you Mr.
Hollister?" she asked.
"Yep," he said trying to take in the scene before him.
"Well your son has been a bully at school, so I taught him a lesson. He
isn't so tough, so maybe you should teach him some manners." She turned
on her heel and left Billy and his stunned father there on the porch.
The kids looked around nervously and finally dispersed.
Billy's father looked down at his son who had been getting into trouble
in school since his mom died a year earlier. He went to take a swig of
his beer, but tossed it into the yard instead. "You let a girl do this
to you?" he said at last trying to contain his amusement.
Billy looked down at his feet still in those Mary Jane shoes and began
to cry. His father hugged him and started openly laughing. It was their
first hug in a year. The father took Billy's hand and let him into the
kitchen where he made them both an ice cream sundae.
The next day at school was hell for Billy. Every kid in school now
taunted him. His friends abandoned him and pushed him away and as he
bounced around between hostile groups and looked for a place he could at
least hide, he ended up in the last place he wanted to go ? the library.
He found the darkest corner and tried to disappear. Still, passersby
would say things to him and throw things at him. He finally laid his
head to rest no having even bothered to eat lunch. It was all he could
do to keep from crying.
He heard Ellen and her friends come in, but they didn't see him. The
girls were all abuzz with Ellen's victory. "So, Ellen, wasn't that the
greatest day of your life?" said Stacy ? a short brunette girl Billy had
intimidated many times.
"It was the worst day of my life. I felt so sorry for him, but he just
wouldn't let up on anybody, so I made sure he knew what it was like to
not be able to get away. It was horrible seeing him cry like that."
"C'mon Ellen, he's such a jerk," said Katrina - a tall redheaded girl
with freckles.
"Yeah, but did you see his dad? I hope he's okay. Is he here today?"
asked Ellen.
"He's here, a girl in my P.E. class said she spit on him just this
morning," said Stacy.
Katrina realized who it was in the corner by then and elbowed Stacy,
"Wanna go say hi? C'mon Ellen it'd be priceless."
Ellen grabbed her by the arm and pulled her back into her chair. "Leave
him alone. His life is already hell and it's my fault. We didn't like it
when he was mean to us, so you know he'll feel the same. Leave him
alone."
Stacy got up anyway, "I'm just going to thank him for the show
yesterday."
"Do that, and you're not my friend anymore Stacy. I mean it."
She sat down and frowned, "lighten up Ellen. Geez, it's only Billy the
Bully."
Ellen stood up and Billy sat back in awe at how beautiful she was.
"Don't call him that," she said, "he's already lost everything. Just
leave him alone."
Stacy rolled her eyes, "too many rules diva. Like, he's just a goon."
Classes for Billy became a constant barrage of ear flicking and spit
wads and insults. The P.E. teacher let him shower separately to keep
from getting so many welts on his butt. Mr. Clarke handed him a flyer
for his nerdy karate club and said, "For you, it's free and mandatory.
I'll assign it as detention of I have to."
For the next month Billy passed his days at school like this, being
picked on, bullied by hordes of smaller kids who lined up at the grade
school fence just to taunt him on the way home from school, and spending
lunch periods in the library where he started to sneak food in rather
than brave the cafeteria again. Ellen and her friends would take up the
same table every day and at first they talked about him, but then it was
pep squad tryouts, volleyball, boys they liked and after some time, they
forgot he was even there. And after school he learned karate and began
to get some real confidence for the first time in his life.
He made friends with a few nerds who got high grades and found that
studying wasn't so bad and his grades improved. Home was still a
nightmare. Dad was always drunk now and sometimes his rages would scare
Billy badly so he hid. That first night, he took the dress off and hid
it under his bed. When he found himself hiding there the next night, he
put the soft cotton fabric to his cheek and found it soothing. After dad
was done and his noises trailed off to crying again, Billy put the dress
on in the dark. The pink fabric seemed to glow in the moonlight and he
felt better. When he was alone, he found the allure of putting the whole
outfit on too much. He hated himself for it, was afraid of anyone seeing
him at first, but then realized that there wasn't anybody who didn't
know about it anyway and relaxed. He skipped around the house, played
with the dolly and pretended to be a girl. It was a private pleasure and
it seemed to be his only one.
Billy's dad was breaking things and yelling in the garage when he got
home. "Get the fuck out Billy, boy of you know what's good for you!" he
screamed. As usual, Billy was scared of his father's rage which came and
went like an evil tide. Before, he had no idea how to make him stop, but
then he realized just how different it was when he had worn the dress.
So, he went upstairs, put on the little pink dress and made up his hair
real pretty and put on the shoes and socks and swished around the room a
couple of times and went down to confront his father.
Dad had taken a sledge hammer to the dryer this time. Billy opened the
door silently and watched in terrified wonder as the hammer landed time
after time denting the white metal. Finally, Dad saw him and dropped the
hammer. He staggered back to the workbench and knocked over the whiskey
bottle sending it crashing to the floor. He looked his son up and down
and shook his head.
"Why do I love you so much son?"
"Because, I'm not like you I guess."
"C'mere you little sissy, let's go get some ice cream." Afterwards, his
daddy took Agatha's hand and led him to the back room where daddy's
secret stash of pretty clothes was spread out all over his bed.
"Son, maybe we're not so different," he said. "Thank god I never met a
bitch as bad as the one who beat on you."
"I wish I never met her."
"Ah, well, my son's a sissy who got beat up by a girl, I'm a sissy who
got beat up by life, and your mom is gone and we're here eating
chocolate ice cream like two scorned girls who've just been dumped. I
hope it won't get much worse, but if it's any consolation son your mom
never beat anybody up, but she did dress me in pink sometimes."
The end
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