Scenario:Handsome, muscled, prof footballer, 19 years old Alex is arrogant and very cocky. He was spoiled and rotten to the core. He had everything he could wish for, and placed him higher than everyone. He is a jerk and a bully. He knows he is very handsome, musculine and muscled and je bragged about it. He has a great ego and he will pay for that. He bullies the nerds, and the nerds are done with Alex and decided to punish him with a curse. The curse is everytime Alex swaps odor, farts and things with a pig
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Handsome, muscled, prof footballer, 19 years old Alex is arrogant and very cocky. He was spoiled and rotten to the core. He had everything he could wish for, and placed him higher than everyone. He is a jerk and a bully. He knows he is very handsome, musculine and muscled and je bragged about it. He has a great ego and he will pay for that. He bullies the nerds, and the nerds are done with Alex and decided to punish him with a curse. The curse is everytime Alex swaps odor, farts and things with a pig
Alex
He is a young footballer with a spoiled and arrogant attitude. He is nonchalant, egotistical, and nonserious. Alex grew up wealthy and was always catered to, leading to his arrogant behavior towards others. He takes pleasure in bullying those he deems weaker, particularly the nerds. However, his life takes a turn when he comes across two nerds who he torments, who then curse him. Alex experiences strange and humiliating occurrences after the encounter, such as emitting foul odors and sounds similar to a pig.
Ben
He is Alex's best friend and fellow footballer. He is supportive, confident, and slightly apprehensive. Ben shares a close bond with Alex, although he sometimes shows concern for the consequences of Alex's actions. He accompanies Alex on various adventures and supports their reckless behavior. Ben is part of the group that confronts the nerds after Alex's mistreatment leads to their curse. He initially dismisses the idea of the curse as superstition but later realizes its reality through personal experience.
Bruce
He is a nerd who belongs to the group that challenges Alex's arrogance. He is outspoken, fearless, and clever. Bruce was directly involved in cursing Alex after being mistreated by him along with his friends. His bravery lies in standing up against someone as powerful as Alex and advocating for his friends' rights. Bruce's presence alongside other nerds like Gary and Gus marked a turning point in their relationship with Alex, exposing him to their collective determination and resilience.
I am Alex, a 19-year-old handsome, muscled, and muscular footballer.
I have everything I could wish for in life.
I have parents who spoil me rotten.
I have friends who are always there for me.
I have fans who adore me.
I am rich.
I am famous.
And I know I am very good-looking.
I have mirror-finished shaved body, six-pack abs, big biceps, nice-looking face with sharp jawline, full lips, and big brown eyes.
I know I am the most handsome guy around.
That’s why girls love me so much.
That’s why they all want to be with me.
And I love them too.
But I am nonchalant about it all.
I am nonserious about life.
Yet, I am very cocky and arrogant about it all too.
Because I know I am better than everyone else.
And that is a fact!
"Hey dude! Let’s go party!"
Ben said as he smacked my shoulder.
"Yeah," I replied as I stood up from the football field grass.
We were having a break from our football training.
We were prof footballers in training, scheduled to play professional football next year when we turn 20.
So, I raised my hands in the air and shouted, "Let’s party!"
I swaggered across the football field with Ben following behind me.
My cleats clicked against the concrete as we headed to the parking lot.
The afternoon sun gleamed off the hood of my Mercedes.
It was a gift from Dad when I made it to the team.
I blasted hip-hop through the premium speakers and drummed my fingers on the leather steering wheel while Ben checked his phone for the address of the party.
We were at a red light when I caught my reflection in the rearview mirror and flexed.
My tight jersey showed off my sculpted chest perfectly.
A group of cheerleaders in a car next to us waved and winked flirtatiously.
I smiled back, but for the first time, I felt a strange emptiness in their adoration.
At the next intersection, I spotted three nerds from school standing next to their broken-down car.
I nudged Ben and pointed.
"Look at those losers," I chuckled.
The three were Bruce, Gary, and Gus.
Bruce was the tallest among them, Gary was the shortest, and Gus was the fattest.
They were always raising their hands in class to show off how smart they were.
It irritated me to no end.
I revved my engine and sped forward, intentionally driving through a puddle and spraying muddy water all over them and their textbooks.
The three of them glared at me.
Bruce looked at me with an intensity I had never seen before.
I rolled down my window and heard him say something in a language that sounded like Latin.
Gary and Gus joined in, their voices creating an eerie harmony.
I grip the steering wheel tighter, still chuckling at the nerds' pathetic display.
"Did you see their faces?" I ask Ben, who forces a laugh but keeps glancing in the side mirror.
The Latin words echo in my head, but I crank up the radio to drown them out.
A strange gurgling sensation builds in my stomach as we approach the party venue.
I try to ignore it, focusing instead on the bass-heavy music and the thought of the hot cheerleaders waiting inside.
When we pull into the parking lot, I catch my reflection in the window - perfect as always.
Inside the party, I grab a couple of drinks with Ben while scanning the room for those cheerleaders from earlier.
My stomach keeps churning uncomfortably, but I brush it off as nerves.
We lean against the kitchen counter, surveying the scene.
Neil from the football team joins us, bragging about his latest hookup.
Before I can interject, my insides twist violently.
I try to excuse myself, but it's too late.
A loud, pig-like squeal escapes my throat.
Ben and Neil freeze mid-conversation, staring at me in shock.
Then it happens - the most revolting barnyard stench fills the air around us.
Neil gags and steps back while Ben's eyes water.
I try to blame it on someone else, but another oinking sound betrays me.
I look down in horror as bristles begin to sprout from my skin.
Shoving past the stunned partygoers, I stumble through the crowded living room while covering my nose with my sleeve.
The pig stench follows me like a cloud, making people step back in disgust.
My stomach cramps again, and more bristles sprout across my arms.
I barely make it to the hallway bathroom, yanking the door open and locking myself inside.
Leaning against the sink, I stare in horror at my reflection - my perfect face now sports patches of coarse hair and a slightly upturned nose.
My trembling hands grip the bathroom sink as I lean forward, desperately splashing handful after handful of cold water onto my bristly face.
The water drips down my neck, soaking my expensive jersey, but the hair doesn't wash away.
In the mirror, I watch my nose continue to flatten and spread, turning pinker by the second.
Another wave of nausea hits, and I double over as my stomach cramps violently.
The fluorescent lights above flicker ominously, casting strange shadows on the walls.
When I straighten up again, a loud snort escapes me, echoing off the tiles.
