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misseviehyde · 9 months ago

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BRAT PACK

This wasn't how it was supposed to be.

Mia Green was rich, pretty, popular and feared. She hadn't always been, but she was now and she had no intention of ever going back to her humble beginnings. From her expensive manicured fingernails, up to her perfect hair and down to her pedicured toes - she was every inch a bitch.

Bitches like her weren't supposed to end up with their hands and legs tied up in their own bedrooms after being ambushed by some fucking nobody nerd. This wasn't part of the plan.

"You ready to lose everything bitch?" smiled Violet as she watched Mia fight helplessly against the ropes keeping her tied. Pulling out a cigarette lighter, she clicked it to show the flame worked and with a satisfied smirk picked up an innocent looking hip pack from the bed.

She'd thought she'd be scared and terrified of this situation, but Violet was excited to finally get into the room of her hated enemy and destroy the source of her powers. Mia meanwhile was the terrifed one, she was about to lose EVERYTHING.

Violet brought the flame close to the hip pack. "Now we'll see what happens when I destroy this. Prepare to lose it all."

Violet and Mia had once been amazing friends - soulmates even - but then Mia had been corrupted and transformed into an evil, bullying, popular girl by the innocent looking hip back Violet now held.

The Brat Pack would corrupt you into a popilar girl then give it's wearer whatever they desired. Once buckled round your waist it would transform you and then the contents of the bag would always be exactly what you needed to become meaner, more spoiled and more evil.

For Mia that had been expensive makeup that had turned her even naughtier, a credit card that had made her rich, keys to a convertible... the Brat pack always gave her what she needed.

Some items from the pack were not even directly for her use, such as the extra large condoms that had transformed a boy in her year into a hunky black guy with a massive dick. She did so like a big cock in her tight pussy and corrupting other people had trned out to be fun too. Once the items had been used, reality would change to accomodate and over time Mia had warped the school to reflect her twisted whims.

Now Violet was going to destroy it all.

"Wait," she gasped - using her most commanding tone and causing Violet to stop inchs from burning the Brat Pack. "If you do that, I might die! You have to turn me back to normal first or the effect would be too much."

Violet peered at her suspiciously - but there was only pleading and fear in Mia's eyes. What was she up to?

Mia knew she had lost. What she was telling Violet was of course a lie. Destroying the Brat Pack would probably just turn everything back to normal and once it was done, there would never be any chance of being rich, pretty and popular ever again.

She didn't want to live in a world where there was no chance of ever getting this power back. She didn't want to see the Brat Pack destroyed. Her only chance now was to corrupt Violet. To trick her old friend into putting on the Brat Pack and becoming the new Alpha bitch.

It was gonna suck to lose all her power and watch Violet take her place, but maybe... maybe she could convince Violet to make her one of her clique. Once Violet was evil, she might reward Mia for helping her to ascend.

And maybe... one day when Violet's guard was down, Mia would get the Brat Pack back and become the top Alpha Bitch again.

It was better than watching this stupid goody goody destroy the Brat Pack entirely.

"You need to put it on, then inside you'll find a way to turn me back to normal. If you only wear it for a few moments, it won't have time to fully corrupt you - trust me. Why would I lie to you about this?"

Violet looked at her suspiciously, but also with a conflicted concern in her eyes.

"Please Violet, I don't want to die. Please help me, I want to be good again, I want to be your friend."

"Okay... I'll do it, just for a moment. But this better not be some sort of trick. There's no way out of this for you."

Putting down the lighter, she reluctantly took the Brat Pack, slid it around her waist and clicked it shut.

Pink magical flames burst into life around Violet. She gasped and groaned as the pack instantly transformed her physical body. "Ohhh fuckkkk that feel's mmmmh, so good!"

Violet's hands went to her chest and she moaned wetly as her once tiny non-existent tits ballooned out and her white blouse became a plunging white halter-top that showed off miles of her now smooth tanned flesh and rounded boobs.

Her top rose up, sitting just underneath her now jutting tits as bitchy manicured nails shot from her fingers and her hips pushed out to give her an even more feminine body shape.

Her once flat ass swelled and popped out as her jeans shrunk and transformed into a tiny plaid mini skirt that barely covered anything. Her glasses melted away as her face became even prettier and more feminine, coated in expensive makeup and with a perpetual smirk or pout depending on her mood.

Long silky hair swished effortlessly around her shoulders and Violet touched it in wonder. Every inch of her was now more feminine, more beautiful, more... perfect.

She felt full of confidence, arrogance, power. She felt like a spoiled bitch.

On the bed Mia had also changed.

The packs power had transfered fully over to Violet and now as she looked at the pathetic cringing nerd tied up in front of her, Violet couldn't help but feel her pretty lips twist into a sneer of contempt. What a fucking loser.

"Well, well, well," she heard herself say. "Looks like you're back to normal anyway Mia. Why the fuck did you have me put this on? Now I'm going to destroy it and you'll have lost everything."

"Why destroy it?" whimpered Mia. "You have the power now Violet. Doesn't it feel good? Look around. This room is yours now. The pictures have all changed to you and YOUR popular friends."

Violet looked round in amazement and saw Mia wasn't lying. There on a shelf of cheerleading trophies was a picture of the squad winning the best cheer award for the sixth year in a row - and in the front the head cheerleader was now Violet herself grinning and holding the trophy aloft.

"All this is yours now... Goddess," whimpered Mia pathetically.

Sliding her hands under her tits and causing them to push out more, Violet leaned over Mia and enjoyed the look of fear in the other girls eyes. "What did you call me maggot?"

"I called you Goddess, because you are one now. You have it all. My former beauty, my status, my wealth. That convertible outside on the drive is now YOUR car. Have a look inside the Brat Pack and see."

Violet suspiciously opened the pack and pulled out a driver I.D. "Car? But I don't even know how to drive. I..."

Violet had not learned to drive yet, but as she held the I.D in her hand she groaned and felt new knowledge and certainity flow into her. Of course she knew how to drive, of course she owned a convertible. She loved taking her squad shopping to the mall in it. She reached into the Brat pack and pulled out her keys. Yes - perfect. Violet looked down at the Brat Pack and a smiled flitted over her face. This thing would give her whatever she now desired. This was pretty fucking cool.

Mia watched quietly as she saw Violet's body language changing by the second. Her plan was working. Violet was accepting the evil and being corrupted. She now walked like an Alpha Bitch and was clearly enjoying the feeling of being hot and sexy. She just had to convince Violet to make her one of her squad.

"All this is yours Violet. The sexy clothes, the shoes, the hot lingerie. You're the Alpha Bitch now and I will willingly serve you and help you have more power. Make me one of your squad and I'll be your guide."

Violet looked at herself in the mirror. She looked so fucking beautiful and she felt so powerful. She was no longer a shy nerd, she was now a mean spoiled bitch.

She imagined being the centre of attention, having everything she wanted. She imagined being pampered and spoiled every day. She imagined a big black cock in her mouth, in her tight pussy.

"Noooo, what's happening to me? I have to resist. I have to take this pack off."

Violet realised she was losing herself. She had come here today to stop Mia and destroy this evil thing, she had to get it off and set things right. Her fingers went to the catch.

"NO! Don't do it Violet," urged Mia from the bed. "Let the evil flow into you. Let your soul turn black and every inch of you become a spoiled fucking brat. You'll love how it feels to be a bully, to have everyone obey you. That tight pussy of yours will feel so good wrapped tight around a pistoning black cock. You'll cum so hard you'll squirt. Don't you wanna know how that feels? Don't you wanna be a bad girl?"

"Noooo I'm good, I'm not like you," gasped Violet struggling to control herself.

"You're not good Violet, you're a fucking bitch. You're a cruel, jealous, spiteful little popular whore. Say it!" desperately urged Mia.

"I'm... I'm a little popular whore. I'm a fucking bitch," groaned Violet wetly as she began to touch her improved body. Her breathing was heavy, her eyes were bright. Her hands were now away from the brat pack on on herself.

"Yessss, I'm a fucking bitch. I love bullying others and being mean and evil. Ohhhh GOD! It feels so good to say it," laughed Violet throwing her head back.

"That's right," grinned Mia in glee. "You're going to be even more evil than I was. Just imagine all the naughty, cruel, depraved things you'll do as a popular bitch."

"Mmmmh, I don't HAVE to imagine. I can HAVE it all," Violet excitedly whispered. "Yessss, YES! This feels right, this feels good. I'm the Mistress of the Brat Pack now. This power is all mine."

Violet squeezed her tits and screamed pleasurably as she felt her pussy throb in response. Being mean, being bad turned her on. It made her fucking DRIP.

Turning on her heels, she strutted across the room and stretched her perfect body out, feeling the pull of her perfect young muscles. "I understand it now. I'm fucking perfect... I AM a Goddess."

In the space of a few minutes Violet had gone from an innocent girl into a mean, manipulative, spoiled brat. Dark and twisted thoughts flowed through her mind, turning her on and exciting her in equal measure.

The possibilities of the Brat Pack and the mean selfish things she could do with the power, were incredible. Her lips curved into a cruel dominant smile. She tossed her silky hair back and looked down at the nerd on the bed in front of her.

All that remained now was to decide what to do with this human garbage.

Violet looked down at Mia and now she could see the other girls thoughts written large on her face. Mia had a calculating look in her eyes, she obviously thought she was achieving some advantage by tricking Violet into wearing the pack and being corrupted.

God, this loser was so transparent it was almost painful.

"Haha, you fucking loser. I see your plan now. You wanted me to become corrupted so I would keep the Brat Pack and not destroy it. Perhaps you thought you might be able to one day get it back or perhaps I'd elevate you to serve as one of my clique as a reward. But I have a better idea."

Rummaging in her hip pack, Violet purred happily as a shiny male chastity cage came out alongside a padlock and a key on a necklace.

Sliding the key around her neck, she strutted over to the confused Mia.

"You know far too much about the Brat Pack and it's power Mia. I can't risk that you'll ever try to take it back. I can't suffer a rival. As Mia you are a threat - but as Mylon you'll be nothing more than my braindead little simp."

Pulling down Mia's jeans, Violet held the cage out expectantly in front of her friends pussy. Mia gasped in horror as with a strange tingling - her clit began to swell and grow and she groaned and shook as her body changed.

Her small boobs shrank away and her bones cracked and shifted. A tiny pathetic penis pushed out of her groin - and with a giggle of glee Violet snapped the cage around it and clicked the padlock in place.

Mia shook as the changes accelerated. Her mind went foggy and she tried to hold onto who she was and what had happened, but it was hopeless.

Groaning, Mylon opened his eyes and looked confusedly around the bedroom of his Goddess. His tiny caged dick was throbbing with urgency. How had he got here.

"Get on the floor and lick my boots loser," growled Violet and Mylon gulped and threw himself down. Licking and kissing Violet's purple boots he whimpered as she laughed at him.

"Oh my God, you're even more pathetic that I could have imagined. This is totally what you deserve. You can be my sad little simp - trapped permanently in chastity and the friend-zone, never knowing what you lost and what you once had."

Adjusting the pack around her waist, Violet unclipped it and walking to her wardrobe opened the door. At the back was a safe and she carefully put in a code and then locked the Brat Pack safely away where only she could use it.

The changes remained - unless someone else put on the pack, the power would remain hers. She was going to be a lot more careful not to lose it like Mia had.

"Stop grovelling and run home loser. I want all my homework done by the end of tonight."

Violet grinned as she watched her simp willingly comply with her orders. The thrill of power, the thrill of being a bitch. These things were new to her, but she couldn't wait to explore them further.

It felt so good to be a brat, and there was no going back.

Later that night as she sucked one giant blak cock and felt another go deeper and deeper inside her perfect pussy, she wondered if Mylon would even remember how good being a bitch had felt in his dreams.

She hoped so... but then again, who gave a fuck?

THE END

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rex-meshla · 27 days ago

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Brat Summer

Commander Wolffe x Reader

You'd think working with Commander Wolffe would mean a constant stream of orders, all barked in that gruff. But no, that’s not how this goes. Not this summer, anyway.

"Not bad" he mutters as we finish a sparring drill under the hot afternoon sun, his voice low and gravelly, but his smirk gives him away. “You’re almost getting the hang of it. Almost”

"Oh? That's funny. I'd say you're almost keeping up, Commander" I shoot back, giving him a look. It’s a game we’ve played a thousand times, but this time, the heat in the air makes it feel like more.

"Maybe I should push you a bit harder then" he says, stepping in closer, that spark in his eye growing.

Classic Wolffe. He loves a show of authority. Probably thinks it'll throw me off.

I just cross my arms, smirking. "Bring it on"

He chuckles, a low, almost growling sound, and then he closes the gap between us, stopping just close enough that I can feel the warmth coming off him. "You'd love that, wouldn't you?"

"Oh, you bet" I say, nudging him in the chest before he can lean any closer. "But don't go thinking you're the only one calling the shots here, Wolffe"

He raises a brow, amused. "You think you're in control?"

"Absolutely" I say, poking his chest just to get on his nerves. "I know it drives you crazy, but you wouldn't have it any other way"

“Real confident, aren’t you?” His hand hovers near my waist, his lips twitching up in that knowing smile. “Maybe I just keep you around because you give me something to laugh at”

I roll my eyes, refusing to break. “Laugh all you want, but we both know you’d be bored without me” I lean in, voice dropping, just to tease him. “Face it—you like having someone around who can actually handle you”

“Handle me?” He scoffs, eyes flashing, a mix of irritation and amusement. “If I wanted to, I’d put you in your place in two seconds flat”

"Oh, sure" I say, cocking an eyebrow. "Any day now, Commander. Still waiting for you to actually do something about it"

His mouth quirks, and he leans in, his voice dropping, almost challenging. “Careful what you wish for”

“Promises, promises” I say, meeting his eyes with a smile that dares him to take that last step. “I’ll believe it when I see it”

And that’s all it takes. His hand finally lands on my hip, warm and firm, pulling me that final inch until there’s no space left between us. His other hand brushes up my back, fingers pressing lightly, and he dips his head, gaze locked on mine with an intensity that’s nearly electric.

“Still sure you can handle this?” he murmurs, his breath warm against my cheek.

For a second, words fail me. His dark gaze, his hand on my hip, his hold on me—all of it sends my pulse racing, each beat louder than the last. “More than sure” I manage, my voice softer than I intended, but he’s left me no room for anything else.

A short laugh rumbles low in his chest, his eyes glinting with satisfaction as he dips his head, his lips brushing mine with a teasing slowness. The kiss starts soft, almost experimental, but the next second, it deepens, fiercer, like he’s done waiting, done playing games. My hands slide up to his shoulders, and it’s like the rest of the world melts away, leaving just the heat of his mouth on mine.

As the kiss deepens, his fingers find their way to the back of my neck, pulling me in closer. There’s a hunger to the way he holds me, something raw, brash, and yet, somewhere in the fierceness, he’s careful too, like he’s been waiting for this just as long as I have.

I can’t help but smile against his mouth, letting a laugh slip out as I pull back for a breath. “That’s the best you’ve got, Commander?”

His eyes narrow, that usual sharpness softened by something else. Something almost like pride. “You’re really asking for it, aren’t you?”

“Maybe” I say, fingers trailing down his chest, feeling his breath hitch under my touch. “Or maybe you just have to work a little harder to keep up”

That challenge lights up his face, and in an instant, he pulls me back in, his lips brushing mine again, this time with a fiercer edge. He murmurs against my mouth, “Careful what you wish for, brat”

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