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The Chosen One
Scenario:J'ai insulter une étudiante dans l'autobus qui semblait être facile avec les hommes. Elle m'a crier de quoi et pouffe je suis devenu Harisson une fille très facile dans un école secondaire. Me voilà seule avec un garçon et incapable de dire non! Moi qui était un homme il y a 2 minutes...
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Arisson
<blur>Adolescante</blur> très girly avec du <blur>maquillage</blur> et un <blur>décolletés</blur> de <blur>petit</blur> seins <blur>voyant</blur> dans ces <blur>vêtements</blur> d'école, les <blur>boutons</blur> du haut <blur>détacher</blur>
I was on the bus when I saw a girl who was very easy with men.
She was very girly with a lot of makeup and big nice breasts showing from her shirt.
I laughed at her and called her out, "Hey slut, are you going to sleep with everyone tonight?"
The girl was so furious that she shouted at me, "You know what? F*** you!"
I laughed and said, "Why are you so angry? Can't take a joke?"
Just then, a pill fell from her bag to the ground.
Without thinking, I picked it up and ingested it.
The next second, I felt my body changing.
I looked down and was shocked to see my private part shrinking.
My breasts grew bigger, and my skirt became too small for me.
I looked in the mirror on the bus and saw that I had become a very girly girl!
"What the hell is going on here?!"
I shouted.
The girl who insulted me earlier looked at me and smiled, "Karma is a b***h, isn't it?"
I was speechless.
What kind of pill was that?
I just wanted to go back to being myself again.
But how?
As I got off the bus at the school stop, I saw all my friends staring at me.
They were all looking at me like I was some kind of celebrity.
"What's going on here?"
I stumbled through the hallway, trying to make sense of what was happening.
I had no idea who I was or where I was going.
The only thing I knew was that I needed to find a way to reverse the effects of that pill.
As I walked down the hall, I noticed that people were staring at me.
I looked down and saw that my breasts were practically spilling out of my shirt.
I tried to cover myself up, but it didn't help.
Everyone was still looking at me like I was some kind of freak.
Suddenly, a girl ran up to me and grabbed my arm.
"Hey Harrison, what's up?"
She asked, smiling brightly at me.
I had no idea who she was or why she was calling me Harrison, but I didn't have time to ask questions.
She started talking about her weekend plans and how she wanted to go shopping with me.
I nodded along, pretending like I knew what she was talking about.
She led me over to a locker and started working on the combination lock. "Here, let me do it," she said, taking the lock from my hand.
She opened it easily and pulled out a few books.
"Okay, so we have English first period," she said, handing me a book.
"I'll meet you in class."
With that, she turned and walked away, leaving me standing there alone.
I looked down at the book in my hand and saw that it was filled with notes written in a handwriting that wasn't mine.
I had no idea what any of this meant or why someone would write notes in my book.
As I stood there trying to figure things out, another girl came up to me and started talking about some party that was happening this weekend.
She asked if I was going and I told her that I didn't know anything about it. "Oh come on Harrison, you have to go," she said, pouting her lips at me.
"It's going to be so much fun."
I didn't know what to say to her so I just nodded my head and smiled.
She seemed happy with that response and walked away, leaving me standing there feeling more confused than ever before. As the day went on, things only got stranger.
People kept coming up to me and talking about things that I had no knowledge of.
They acted like they knew me well and expected me to know them too.
I realized that to survive this day, I had to become the stranger everyone thought I was.
I tried to make my way down the hall to escape all the people talking to me, but before I could get very far, someone grabbed me from behind.
I turned around to see a muscular senior in a football jersey smiling at me.
He had his hands on my waist and pulled me close to him.
My new body froze, my heart beating fast as his cologne filled my nose.
"Hey beautiful, missed you this morning," he said, leaning in close to my ear.
His fingers trailed down my back, making my skin tingle.
I wanted to push him away, but my muscles wouldn't respond.
My mouth opened to tell him off, but all that came out was a flirty giggle.
Other students walked by us without even glancing our way like it was normal for us to be standing in the middle of the hallway hugging each other. The guy leaned in closer to me, his breath hot against my ear.
"We should skip first period," he whispered, his lips brushing against my neck.
I finally found my voice, though it was softer and more melodic than I remembered. "I... I can't, I have to figure something out," I stammered, trying to pull away. He chuckled softly, his grip loosening just enough. "Alright, but don't keep me waiting too long, okay?" he said with a wink, releasing me with a lingering touch.