Dealing with The Bully
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Brett was a bully, plain and simple. In grade school he would steal other
kids pudding cups, in middle school he started stealing lunch money from
the smaller kids and now that he was in high school and on the football
team he made it a habit to beat up at least one geek, nerd or other less
socially accepted individual each week.
Somehow Brett always escaped punishment, there was never a teacher or
other adult around at the right time to stop him. Most other student made
it a habit to avoid angering him lest they be that weeks victim.
It was early one morning near the end of May in his senior year of high
school. Brett was walking through the 7-11 parking lot headed toward
school as he often did. He happened to see another student, Chris a
slightly over weight sci-fi fanatic, bend over and pick something up off
of the ground.
"What you got there dweeb?" Brett said as he walked up behind Chris
scaring the smaller student.
"Um..." Chris stammered looking for the best way to avoid being beaten
up. "I found this ring. It looks like it maybe gold."
"Let me see that," Brett demanded holding out his hand. Chris hesitated
for a moment but then figured that if he didn't hand it over Brett would
just beat him up and take it anyway so he handed it over.
"You found my ring. Thanks Chris, guess I won't beat you up today."
"That's not yours," Chris said with a conviction that surprised even
himself.
"Sure it is," said Brett slipping the ring onto his finger. "See it fits
just right. It has to be mine."
It looked to Brett like for a second Chris was about to argue more but
then thought better of it. "Oh. Well in that case I guess it must be your
ring then."
"Damn straight. Now why don't you head back to your home planet you
little alien freak," Brett said and then walked off.
Chris stood in the parking lot for a while seeming to be thinking about
something. Finally it seemed he came to a decision he lifted his arm
touched with a hidden control on his watch and then disappeared in a
flash of blue light never to be seen on Earth again.
***
As soon as Chris materialized on the space craft that was hovering
invisibly above the small town he realized that it was true: he was an
alien. He had been sent to Earth to study the people and culture. Why he
hadn't remembered was a mystery to him. He'd had enough of the bullying
and felt it was time to head home.
He made his way to the control room and lay in a course and with in a few
nanoseconds was hundreds of light years away.
***
Brett of course didn't notice any of this as he was too busy looking at
the ring he had just stolen. It really did look like gold. It was a plain
ring with no markings, nothing to make it seem special at all.
Brett's arrival at West Lake high school sent a collective shiver of
panic through much of the student body. He smiled when he saw people
quickly duck around corners to try to avoid his notice. Everywhere he
looked he saw nothing but victims. At least until he spotted one of his
few friends: Greg.
Greg was also on the football team earning him a small measure of respect
from Brett. In truth Greg didn't like Brett all that much but he figured
it was better to be a fake friend than a real target.
"Hey buddy," Brett said in greeting. "How was your date with Sally last
Friday? Did you get any?"
"Not that it's any of your business," Greg said, knowing what Brett's
reaction would be, "but no. We aren't to that point in our relationship
yet."
"Tough luck. Why are you dating that prude anyway?"
"She's not a prude. We just think that we're not ready yet, that's all."
"Dude you're still a virgin right?"
Greg hated admitting it, especially to Brett but he was. "Yeah, what's
your point?"
"My point is if you don't get some pussy soon your dick is gonna fall off
from lack of use," Brett said clapping Greg on the shoulder. Neither of
them noticed the ring on Brett's finger glow slightly at this
declaration, or if they did they assumed it was just reflected sun light.
"Yeah, whatever dude. That doesn't really happen and you know it."
"Fine don't believe me. But when it happens you can't come complaining to
me."
"Whatever lets get to class. I don't want to be late again," With that
they headed off to their first classes.
***
All during his first class Greg felt a weird itch in his briefs. He tried
to ignore it but it kept getting worse. As soon as the bell rang
signaling the end of class Greg was out the door headed to the boys"
bathroom. He rushed into a stall, quickly locked it and then dropped his
pants. He practically ripped his briefs down and as he did he felt a
quick jolt of pain and then the itching stopped immediately.
Something didn't feel right. He looked down between his legs to search
out the source of the itching only to discover something totally
unbelievable. His penis was still nestled in his briefs which were
currently hanging down around his knees. It was couldn't be... his penis
really had fallen off just like Brett said it would.
In shocked disbelief Greg sat down on the toilet. He reached down and
picked up his penis out of his briefs and was shocked to feel it as his
hand wrapped around his penis. Even though it wasn't attached he could
still feel all of the sensations coming from his penis.
It started out soft but as he held it and examined it, it began to grow
hard in his hand. It took a little trial and error but soon Greg had
figured out a way to stroke it that was quite similar to his regular
rhythm. Curiosity soon got the better of Greg and with quite a bit of
hesitation he brought his penis up to his mouth and licked it. It felt so
good that soon he was licking it whole heartedly.
As he felt himself begin the final climb to orgasm he slid most of the
length of his penis into his mouth and began to deep throat himself. At
last he felt the dam break and he released. He was shocked at the first
taste of cum on his tongue but then reveling in the sensation and flavor.
It seemed that even detached his penis could still do everything that it
could while it was still attached including spray cum. Assuming that it
was also still used for urination Greg aimed the end of down between his
legs into the toilet bowl and released his bladder, a stream of urine
flowing from the end of his severed penis.
Not wanting to be late for his next class Greg pulled his pants back up
and carefully tucked his penis into an approximation of it's proper place
and left the bathroom.
***
During lunch Brett sat at the "cool kids" table with some of the better
football players and only the best looking cheerleaders. He sat right
next to Heather, the cute brunet that he had been hitting on for weeks.
At first she didn't seem to want anything to do with him but recently she
seemed to be coming around.
"So Heather do you want to fuck?" It was the same question that he asked
her every day and was in fact one of the reasons that she hadn't liked
him at first. Now she was getting used to it and viewed it as just his
way of greeting her, crude though it may be.
"I"m not sure," she said as her usual response.
"You know you want to go into the locker room, take all of your clothes
off and rub your naked body up and down mine," he said with a leer. The
ring glowed unnoticed again.
"Wow he's being really descriptive today," Heather thought. Then she
said, "You bet I do. Can we go right now?" which surprised both of them,
but Heather realized it was true: she did want to do those things.
Brett's mouth fell open in shock. He had never expected her to respond
like that. "Uh... okay let's go," he said standing up his lunch forgotten
at the thought of Heather naked. She stood up and grabbing his hand
practically started dragging him in the direction of the locker rooms.
***
Brett only hesitated for a second when she dragged him toward the girls"
locker room. He was mildly disappointed to find the girls" locker room
as uninteresting as the boys". Of course this thought passed quickly as
Heather pulled her sweater off over her head revealing the purple bra
beneath.
Brett was momentarily disappointed to discover that Heathers breasts were
not as big as he had thought. Something on his face must have caught
Heathers attention because she looked at him and asked with a hurt look
on her face, "What's the matter? Are my breasts too small?"
"No they're not too small. In fact they are huge," he said. The ring
glowed. As she undid the clasp of her bra Brett realized that he must
have been mistaken when he though that her breasts were small because
once they were exposed he thought they had to be at least a D cup.
Heathers bra, shoes, socks and tight pants soon joined her sweater on the
floor leaving her standing naked since she hadn't worn panties that day.
She pulled him close to her by the waistband of his pants and managed to
get the button undone and the zipped down just before he was pressed so
tightly against her she couldn't have managed it.
As he kissed her and ran his hands down her back to her naked butt he
felt her slide her hands into his pants along his butt and pull them
down. He broke the kiss and stepped back just long enough to remove his
shirt before he again pressed their lips together.
His erection jumped free as Heather pulled his boxers down as she had his
pants. The hot firm shaft pressing into her stomach was making her so wet
that she felt she was practically dripping. Awkwardly Brett stepped out
of his shoes, pants and boxers before guiding Heather back toward one of
the benches.
As she lay back along one of the benches Heather spread her legs
revealing to Brett his goal. "This is going to be the best sex of your
life," Brett bragged as he slid himself into her. The ring glowed
guaranteeing the truth of this statement.
As Brett thrust into her Heather couldn't think of anything but the
erotic sensations and the orgasm that his actions were causing to build
within her loins. Her first orgasm caused her to nearly pass out from
pleasure only to be brought back to full consciousness seconds later by
her second and then her third orgasm.
Heather had lost count of the number of orgasms that she experienced
during the extended bout of lovemaking. Finally when she thought she
couldn't handle any more she felt Brett release his seed deep into her
causing her final and by far strongest orgasm of the day.
They lay breathless together on the cold floor of the locker room,
Heather unaware when they had moved down there from the bench. The smell
of their sex still hung heavy in the air when the bell signaling the end
of the lunch period rang.
Quickly Brett grabbed his clothes and left without a word. Heather, still
in a haze, was slower about collecting her discarded clothing. For some
reason her bra seemed far too tight, it was as if her breasts were much
larger.
A few girls entered to get ready for their after lunch PE classes spotted
Heather and thought it odd that she was in there getting dressed but none
of them said anything to her.
***
As the bell rang Brett ran across the hall to the boys" locker room since
he had PE right after lunch. There was nobody in there yet so he went
straight to his locker, put on his PE clothes and stuffed his street
clothes in his locker before slamming it shut just as the first student
was coming in the door.
During class Coach Black seemed to be riding the class extra hard like he
was in a bad mood. To Brett it seemed like the coach was singling him out
especially to pick on making him run extra laps around the track for no
good reason.
After class Brett was in the locker room complaining about it to Frank,
the guy whose locker happened to be next to his.
"What was up with the coach today?" Brett asked the scared sophomore.
"Yeah, I know," Frank said agreeing with Brett as much to avoid being
beaten up as anything.
"I mean usually he's a pretty cool guy but today every little thing
seemed to piss him off. Must be on the rag," Brett said jokingly.
"Uh huh," agreed Frank.
"You know Frank," Brett said turning toward him, which scared Frank even
more. "You scare real easy. It's like your a scared baby. A scared little
baby girl. I swear, anytime I say something you agree to with it whether
I'm right or not. I like that about you Frank." Brett slammed his locker
closed and walked away.
***
Coach Black sat in his office after class thinking about his wife. They'd
had a fight this morning, which was the reason that he had been short
with his students all day. She blamed his failure to perform on their
anniversary over the weekend on him not finding her attractive anymore.
He insisted that it was just that he'd had too much to drink and that he
did still find her attractive. It didn't matter to her and he'd been
sleeping on the couch ever since.
Suddenly a cramp shot through his lower abdomen causing the coach to
double over in pain. He gritted his teeth waiting for the foreign pain to
pass which in time it did. He wondered for a second what the cause was
when he noticed what looked like a spot of blood appear on his pants he
stood up in horror as the red spot quickly grew.
Coach Black quickly ducked into the private bathroom attached to his
office and pulled off his pants and underwear both of which were covered
in dark red blood.
His first thought at looking down at his crotch and seeing the lack of
his penis was that somehow it had exploded and that was the cause of the
blood and lack of penis. Touching the area with his hand though didn't
bring any sensation of pain. probing lower he discovered that his balls
were missing as well and that in their place was a wet slit that seemed
to be the source of the blood.
Coming to the impossible conclusion that he had somehow become a woman
and was experiencing his first period the coaches panic ebbed only
slightly. He did his best to clean the blood off of himself and put on
the spare pair of pants that he always kept in his office. He hurried
down the hall and after making sure nobody was looking entered the girls'
bathroom.
He was grateful that what he had heard was true: there was a tampon
dispenser in the bathroom. He grabbed on and entered a stall locking the
door behind him. Very carefully he inserted the tampon into his newly
acquired vagina. Once he thought it was in far enough he carefully wiped
away all the blood that had seeped out and pulled his pants back up.
He washed his hands and left the bathroom headed toward the office to
tell them he was taking the rest of the day off.
***
Frank was relieved of course when Brett walked away, it meant he wasn't
going to be beaten up today. As he reached up to put his deodorant away
Frank noticed that he had to reach high up than he was used to. It was
then that he noticed the strange tingle that was beginning to spread all
over his body.
It took him only a second to realize that he was quickly shrinking. Soon
his pants were puddled at his feet and he removed his shirt before he
was smothered by it. Soon he was the size of a baby and indeed was a
baby.
He fell backward onto his butt, his legs no longer able to support his
weight. Frank was scared knowing what had happened to but not knowing why
or how. He began to cry softly when he looked down and realized that what
Brett had said was true: He was a scared little baby.
He touched him self to confirm what his eyes told him: he was also a
girl. This last revelation was the hardest to take and his soft crying
soon erupted into a full blown bawl with tear flowing freely down his
plump babies face.
***
After school Brett headed out to the football field for practice. Greg
wasn't there for some reason so Brett decided to talk to Morgan the teams
kicker. He was a lean long limbed boy with dark hair he had recently
started letting grow long.
"Damn Morgan did you give up haircuts? Everyday you look more and more
like a girl," Brett said by way of good natured teasing. This time Brett
could have sworn he saw something on his hand glow. He looked down at the
ring having forgotten that it was there. "Must have been a trick of the
light," he thought.
After standing around for a few minutes the team spotted a skinny
Freshman girl running out toward them. "Practice is canceled," she said
when she was close enough for them to hear her. "The coach had to go
home, he's sick or something."
As she turned to leave Brett called out to her, "Hey, wait a second," She
turned to look at him as he approached. "Are you new here?" He asked
since he didn't recognize her.
"Yeah, my family just moved to this area. Why?"
"Didn't anyone tell you that all new transfers have to kiss the captain
of the football team? That's me by the way," Brett said leaning over her.
"Oh, I didn't know," she said, then moved in close to Brett like she was
going to kiss him.
As Brett bent down to accept the kiss he felt a sudden pain erupt in his
groin as the freshman's knee connected with his sensitive family jewels.
The impact was hard enough that had Brett not been wearing his cup some
real damage may have been done.
Brett crumpled to the field as the girl ran off. The rest of the team
stood over him laughing. When he gained enough breath to speak he swore
at them, "At least I have balls unlike all of you."
The football team left Brett laying there as they headed back to the
locker room to get changed since practice had been canceled.
***
At first the locker room was a buzz with talk about what the girl had
done to Brett. Then suddenly a startled cry brought the noise level down.
"My balls!" someone shouted. "There gone!"
Everyone laughed thinking it was a new joke at Brett's expense. Until one
by one the entire team discovered that their balls were gone as well.
Each of them stood there exposed from the waist down, their penises
hanging limp and their balls simply gone like they had never been there
to begin with.
***
Slowly Brett got to his feet and began limping off of the field in the
general direction of the locker room. His balls still hurt but when he
spotted Heather coming his way he tried to hide the pain and walk
normally.
As she drew closer he could see the look of concern on her face. "I heard
the other guys talking," she said. "Are you all right?"
"Me? I'm fine," Brett said with confidence, and strangely once he'd said
it he did feel better. "Some little girl can hurt me. I'm as solid as a
rock."
As soon as the words left his mouth Brett started to feel strange. First
he felt stiff and then his skin began to tingle and feel dry. A look of
panic crossed his face when he realized he couldn't move anything. What
little of his skin he could see looked like granite to him.
The last thing that Brett saw before his eyes became stone like the rest
of him was Heather screaming and running away from him.
*** Epilogue ***
Chris" return to his new home planet was met with little fanfare. He was
one of thousands of his kind that had gone out to explore the life and
cultures of the vast universe. His final report on the people of Earth
concluded with a phrase that can be translated roughly as "Mostly Jerks"
***
Greg quickly became used to having a detached penis. It was rather
convenient sometimes being able to leave it at home. It saved a lot of
embarrassment from ill timed erections for one thing.
Sally and Greg waited until their love was true and thus it was a
fulfilling and meaningful experience for both of them. The next day when
Greg awoke still wrapped in his lovers arms he was greeted with one
further, and most welcome, surprise: his penis was back where it was
meant to be, as much a part of himself as it had been on the day he was
born.
***
It took several years of counseling for Heather to get over the trauma of
seeing Brett turn to stone right before her eyes. She would never forgot
him nor their one time together, their daughter saw to that. After
college Heather did meet and fall in love with another man and though he
was a good husband and a great father to her daughter he could never
bring her as much physical pleasure as Brett had as her first lover.
***
Coach Black went home and showed his wife what had happened to him. They
cried together for a while before deciding that things would be okay,
they would make them be. Though she loved her husband it took many months
before Mrs. Black could look at him naked with out feeling guilty, like
somehow it was her fault.
One night almost a year after the incident Coach Black was awoken from
his sleep by a strange pleasurable sensation coming from his crotch.
Waking further he realized it was his wife and she was playing with and
licking his pussy. At that moment the coach knew that things would indeed
be alright for them.
***
Frank was found in the boy's locker room not long after her
transformation crying amongst the pile of clothes that would no long fit
her. She was given over to the care of child protective services until
her parents could be found, which of course they never were.
Eventually she was put up for adoption and as fate would have it her
parents, from her former life as a boy, were the ones to adopt her. They
had been looking to adopt ever since their son had disappeared.
Francine, as she was named, grew up to be a relatively normal girl though
she did tend to enjoy doing "boy" things more than "girl" things. After
college she married he high school sweetheart and would eventually have
three children, two boys and a girl.
***
As the days passed Morgan noticed some changes in his body beyond the
lack of balls that the entire football team shared. At first it seemed
like his chest was getting a little flabby, but soon he had to admit that
he was growing breasts. Over the course of the year his face softened and
it and the rest of his body took on a much more feminine shape.
His final transformation didn't happen until the summer after his senior
year. He and everyone else had already begun to think of him as a girl
and by the end of the summer it was true. He was a girl not just in
appearance but in reality as well.
Though she took many lovers Morgan never married nor had any children,
but she was content with her life and wouldn't have had it any other way.
***
The rest of the football team lamented the loss of their balls for the
rest of their lives. They began losing muscle mass and gaining weight
since their bodies were no longer producing testosterone. In essence it
was as if the entire football team had been castrated and were now
eunuchs.
There was a brief scandal at the school when one of the boys' parents
noticed his lack of balls during a beach trip; but since there wasn't
anyone to blame it eventually blew over.
***
As for Brett he stood as a statue outside of the gym near the football
field for many years until a new principal came along and thought that
the grotesque statue of a panicked looking football player sent the wrong
message to visiting teams.
Brett was taken down and crushed to make gravel to line the ditch along
the side of the road; not that he noticed since as stone he didn't feel
anything.
***
The ring stayed on Brett's finger, as a shiny spot of color on an
otherwise dull grey statue, until the first rays of sun came over the
horizon the next morning. It now sits somewhere else waiting for someone
to pick it up and slip it on so that it can work its magic once more.
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