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SIDESHOW BOB'S REVENGE
Bart Simpson screamed. He was tied to a table, and the baleful figure
of Sideshow Bob loomed over him, wielding a surgeon's scalpel. How had
it come to this? At 23 Bart thought he had finally escaped from Bob,
but no, here he was, kidnapped and about to die.
"Don't worry, Bart, I'm not going to kill you. Death would be too
easy. My revenge will be much longer lasting. Something humorous, and
lingering. I believe you know Dr Nick?"
"Hi, Bart." Dr Nick waved at him as if he were waving at the audience
on his television show. "You were right to ask for me. I've never had
a chance to do this operation before, but there's a first time for
everything."
When Bart eventually woke up after his surgeries, it was into a
nightmare world. His face was heavily bandaged, his groin was heavily
bandaged, there were two heavy weights on his chest, and he hurt all
over. He tried to resist, he tried to be defiant.
"What have you done to me? Whatever it is you've done to my body, you
can't mess up my mind!"
Sideshow Bob laughed. "Oh but I can! I didn't spend all those years
working for that Clown without learning everything there is to know
about brainwashing. Just as I have moulded your body, so I will mould
your mind to my requirements, for I am an artist!"
When the bandages came off and the bruising had finally gone down, Bob
let him see himself in a mirror, Bart gasped in horror.
"You will be my masterpiece. Dr Nick did the basic surgery, but it was
I who sculpted your form. I studied plastic surgery specially. The
divine Oscar maintains that a man's greatest tragedy is that he never
becomes like his mother. Ah, how true! But you now resemble your
mother as she was at your age, except that you have blonde hair, not
that ghastly blue. You are no longer 'Bart'; I name you Cassandra, for
no one will ever believe that you did not want this all along."
And so 'Cassandra' began her training under Bob's stern supervision:
how to put on make-up, how to walk with a wiggle, how to choose
feminine, and slutty clothes, how to pitch the voice higher, how to do
laundry and cleaning dressed as a maid. At first she tried to resist,
claiming that whatever happened she would always be Bart, but that
brought her pain, and a smirk from Bob.
"Every time you deny your reality, Cassandra, you will become
subconsciously ever more feminine."
In the end it seemed easier just to go along with it, while waiting
for the chance to escape. And then, after six months, she was suddenly
released.
Everyone in Springfield now believed Bart had always wanted to be a
girl and had achieved his heart's desire, and ignored 'Cassie's'
protestations that she was still Bart. Bob had primed them well, with
fake postcards from Trinidad, Colorado outlining the stages of her
supposed transition. As Dr Hibbert remarked with a chuckle:
"All that bad boy behaviour was just overcompensation for your
inherent femininity."
Marge and Homer both, in their own ways, felt guilty. Homer, because
of all the times he had tried to strangle Bart; he resolved to treat
Cassie 'like a princess' in the future. Marge worried that her
parenting had caused Bart's transsexualism, and resolved to do
everything in her power to help 'my special daughter' to achieve
womanhood.
"And it was so sweet of you to arrange to look like me."
The young men all drooled over her. Even Milhouse, formerly Bart?s
best friend, said
?You?re so hot, Cassie! I wish I was engaged to you rather than Lisa.?
Martin Prince, now well into her own transition to Martha Princess,
wanted to be friends as a fellow transgender, but she could never
quite restrain her jealousy that Cassie was better looking than she
was.
The ageing Moe transferred his secret lust from Marge to Cassie.
Resting his hand on her luscious tush (eww!), he said:
?Cass, why don?t yah come and work for me in the bar? My customers
would love you. I haven?t had the crank phone calls for several years,
but if they start up again, you could answer them.?
Only Lisa realised the truth, and promised to help Bart regain his
lost manhood. She was tender and sympathetic over his sufferings, but
grew exasperated at his failure to do anything about it.
?I don?t know, Lisa. Maybe I was always destined to be a woman?? Bob?s
subliminal conditioning was doing its insidious work.
?You need to man up, and resist being feminine. Lots of women have
managed it, so why not you? And while you are Cassie, can you please
stop shaking your boobs and your butt at every male under thirty!?
So it went on, with Cassie seeming to become ever more feminine. And
then suddenly she disappeared again. Lisa guessed what had happened,
and dragging Nelson with her for heavy support, rushed to the rescue.
Oh no, not again! Cassie struggled against the straps that bound her
to the table. Bob was triumphant.
?So Cassandra, you?re still a virgin, in spite of your sluttish ways?
Excellent. My friend Snake here is going to turn you into a complete
woman ? and complete my revenge!?
?Oh yes!? Snake began to unzip his pants.
Cassie shut her eyes. No, not that! Please God, not that!
BLAM! Chief Wiggum struggled to avoid getting his bulk stuck in the
door frame. Fortunately his officers had slipped in before him, along
with Lisa and Nelson, and they levelled their guns at the miscreants.
?Well, well, Sideshow Bob and Snake! A clear 63, kidnapping and
holding a person without their consent. Only the government is allowed
to do that. And you?re parked illegally. Take ?em away, boys.?
?Damn you, Cassandra,? Bob muttered as he was led away in handcuffs.
As Lisa and Nelson undid the straps, she explained:
?I realised Sideshow Bob had to have kidnapped you again, and it was
likely that he?d get the help of his old prison buddy Snake. Snake?s
car has been customised. It?s quite distinctive. All we had to do was
find it to find you.?
Nelson looked down at Cassie. ?Hey Simpson, yah turned out really hot.
Awesome rack!?
Cassie gazed up at his face, and Bob?s conditioning kicked in further.
?My hero!? she breathed. Lisa?s expression was indecipherable.
The wedding at least was magnificent, Marge and Homer saw to that, and
Cassie wore a beautiful white wedding gown as she was escorted down
the aisle by her proud beaming father.
Nowadays she experiences the highs and lows of being a wife, cooking
or cleaning while Nelson with his cronies watches a game on TV,
breaking off only to bring more beer and pretzels at his shouted
demand. She remembers all her old life as Bart, and has occasions when
she wishes she were still a man, but they are getting fewer as Bob?s
insidious influence works its way into her soul; and she is still
devoted to her husband. Oh no, she sometimes thinks, I really am
turning into my mother!
But she also works to support the family, as a pole dancer at a rather
seedy ?gentlemen?s club? (owned by Fat Tony, and much frequented by
Mayor Quimby). In fact it?s the same post that Nelson?s mother used to
hold ? in both senses.
....................................................................
?Of course,? said Professor Frink, ?the Astrology Machine can only
depict possible alternate futures. I mean Donald Trump as President?
That?s never going to happen. But I calculate that this timeline has a
91.76% likelihood of coming true.
The young Bart Simpson screamed.
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