(Nerdification)
“PUNISHMENT GAME!!!” The girls gasped as they looked at the torment bracket.
“Wait do you expect us to fight each other or something?” frowned and looked Courtney at a bit nervous while Courtney looked all too excited at the idea of a fight.
“Yes, all of you losers will fight for my amusement!”
“You can’t be serious?” Madison gasped looking in horror at Courtney who would obviously win in a fight against the rest of them without breaking a sweat.
“And let me guess the winner gets to leave?” Courtney grinned while cracking her knuckles.
“Courtney what the fuck!” Tiffany shouted.
“Hey isn’t making us fight each other just as bad as bulling or something?” Sakura softly said in a fake scared voice trying to sneak back into her cute good girl persona.
“Sky this is wrong!” Ashley shouted stepping forwards. “Look I know that we are all shitty people and we deserve to be punished, but making us hurt each other or whatever happened to Mandy isn’t right!”
“Oh, look at you finally standing up for people when you are on the receiving end.” Sky looked down at the girls disguised. “It isn’t fun when it is your turn to be toyed with!”
“Sky I am sorry!” Ashley shouted being the only one who was honestly sincere about her feelings. “Sky please listen to me, just look at yourself! You sold your soul to a demon to get revenge on a bunch of shitty people who aren’t worth anyone’s time. But making us fight each other is just messed up! Making us hurt each other is just as bad as what they did to you!” Ashley shot a vitriolic look at the group of people she called her friends who just shot her back annoyed stares.
“Wait, who said I was going to make you hurt each other?” she frowned looking a tad bit confused.
“You said that we were going to fight each other!” Tiffany snapped.
“Oh, that?” she sprung back to her eager nerdy self. “I meant fighting each other through the magic of video games!”
“Huh?” the girls collectively gasped.
Sky snapped her fingers and the TV changed to a character-select screen for a strange oddly horny-looking Platform Fighter. The girls collectively turned to look at the smug nerdy demon with a look of disgust.
“What the fuck…?”
““Yeah, having you girls hurt each other is messed up, and besides having you compete in a fighting game torment is way more fun!”” she cheered pumping her flabby arm into the air. “So let us begin!”
Madison and Heather who were fiddling with her phone trying to get it to work again and not paying attention this entire time were flung into the air and onto a pair of beanbags in front of the TV and a set of controllers plopped into their hands.
“Wait what the hell!” Madison shouted in protest. “I don’t even know how to play! And why would I even play in the first place!”
“Well, if you don't play or you lose, you will be punished!" Sky smiled
“Punished?”
"Yes, punished!" her smile only grew.
“What kind of punishment?” Chloe spoke up and asked.
“Where ith the fun in telling you now?” Sky snorted.
“So we are screwed either way and only the winner gets to remain unpushed?” Ashley spoke up nervously.
“Yep!”
“This is bullshit…” Tiffany grunted.
“So anyway, I picked this game out for you because it is tho eathy a baby could play it. All you have to do is knock the other player off the screen!” Sky explained the game and the controls at a rapid rate that no non-gamer could keep up with or understand. The other girls were too afraid to speak up and tried to ask her to repeat.
The first round was Madison "Maddie" Belle and her sexy French maid vs Heather "Honey" Henderson and her weird cat thing that was chosen for her randomly as she didn’t pick in time. The first round was an awkward slaughter…. Madison barely knew how to control her character let alone attack and Heather’s attention span was so poor that she kept glancing down at her phone despite the fact she still didn’t have any signal. But after a couple of painfully awkward minutes Madison clumsily managed to knock the weird cat thing off the stage, normally said attack wouldn’t have killed but Heather forgot she could jump….
“Madison "Maddie" Belle WINS!!!” the TV declared. Madison sighed as that was the most stressful thing she had ever done but to anyone else, it just looked like confused button-mashing.
“Hedy LOOSES!!!” the TV declared.
“Hedy?” the girls gasped as they slowly looked at Heather she slowly picked up that the TV was referring to her.
“My name is not Hedy!” Heather sounded as she jumped to her feet and stormed over to the chubby demon girl showing the most emotion she had ever expressed in the entire night. “Listen hear fat ass!” she shouted her face bright red, brown twitching, and teeth gritting as she pointed at the demon. “First you drag me here to your stupid ass slumber party! Then you do some crazy demon ritual bullshit! Then you force me to play some lame-ass loser baby game! AND MOST IMPORTANTLY YOU GET RID OF MY FUCKING SIGNAL! HOW ARE MY THOUSANDS OF ADORING FANS GOING TO SURVIVE WITHOUT ME!!!”
Heather stood there huffing and puffing caring more about her lack of cell service than the strange situation. Sky was taken aback shifting her body to cower away slightly as she was berated by the enraged influencer. But then a smug smile crept onto her chubby lips.
“Okay, then I will give you your service back if that calms you down.”
“About time…” she rolled her eyes and scoffed.
“Hey, what the hell!” Madison shouted as she stormed over to the demon who cowered away again. “I won why should she get her service back? If anything she should be the only one without it, didn’t you say the loser was going to be punished!”
Heater rolled her eyes as she walked away from the group trying to find the most isolated spot in the empty void.
“Yeah, what the HELL!” Tiffany joined in. “Why does that brainless bimbo get her phone back!”
Chloe looked at the two girls yelling at the demon and let out a single soft chuckle under her breath.
“What is so funny?” Ashley raised a brow as she turned towards Chloe.
“Rember Mandy?” she grinned and chuckled again.
“Y-yeah…” The memory of Mandy melting and turning into a body pillow was still freshly burned into Ashely’s mind causing her to tremble just thinking about it. “W-what about her?”
“Crazy girl wants to get revenge on us bullies and the first thing she does is turn someone into a body pillow as a sacrifice. Then summons us to her fantasy nerd bedroom, only to take us to some crazy void to play video games in a tournament with the loser being punished.”
“I don’t see your point?”
“We are her playthings.” Chloe rolled her eyes. “Sky is just playing with us, if she wanted she could squish us all like bugs, but no she makes us play video games.”
“AAAAAAGGGHHHHHH!!!!!” an ear-piercing screech rang out filling the void and causing everyone to turn towards it.
“Right on cue…” Chloe frowned.
Ashley and Sakura ran towards the scream and found Heather looking at her phone with pure utter dread as if she suddenly saw the most gruesome and disturbing sight imaginable.
“Heather what’s wrong!” Ashley slowly approached her.
“Geez you look like you saw your parents get killed.” Sakura snickered as she loomed over Heather’s shoulder the sweet girl persona completely faded.
“It’s gone…” Heather muttered her voice emotionless as if she mentally broke.
Sakura snatched the phone from her hands, Heather didn’t even react and just kept staring at where the phone once was. Sakura looked back at her disappointed that she didn’t get a reaction. She then turned her attention to the screen and Ashley looked over her shoulder to see the horrid image.
Followers… 1…
Sakura slowly touched the text to see who the single follower was…
Susan Henderson… Heather’s mother…
“Wait this is it…?” Sakura mumbled disappointed. “The nerd demon got rid of your followers, talk about lame…”
“That is it!” Heather snapped jolting up and grabbing Sakura’s arms. “My life, my everything is gone! I am nothing now! I may not even exist anymore!” she honest to god wept.
“Hey get off of me!” Sakura shouted trying to push her off. “Hey, why are you so sweaty!” The phone fell from her hands and onto the ground. Heather released Sakura from her sweaty grip and dove to the phone.
“I-I can’t fix this!” She frantically muttered. “I still have my pictures, I just need to rebuild my following!”
Heather accidentally refreshed the page in her frantic scrolling through all of her selfies and photos. They were all gone.
“NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!” she kept crying as she refreshed again and again to get her pictures somehow back. “They can’t be all gone!”
Then some images showed up, it was about ten or so posts. But they weren’t of Heather, no one. One was something some kind of cringy meme with a cartoon character, another was recommending a book that Heather swore she never read let alone heard of, and the rest followed a similar pattern of being disorganized posts that would have been made by someone who had no interests in their looks or social media just randomly posting about things they like every occasion. She panicked again and dropped the phone in horror as she saw her account's new name… HedyHenderson33700.
“W-what!” she gasped her voice cracking.
The girls watched as her pink tube top grew and turned an ugly yellow and stretched out into a normal sleeve t-shirt, her booty shorts became a darker less appealing blue while growing a pair of legs that reached down to her feet poorly fitting her as if they where now and older sister’s hand-me-downs. And a plain black jacket formed on her body. Her heels turned into boring sneakers. The stylish bimbo outfit was gone replaced with something bland and unappealing. The fake tan faded away to a pasty white. Her platinum blond hair darkened the bleach draining leaving behind a dirty mud brown that slightly frizzed out losing its sexy and stylish flow becoming a messy mudslide on her head. Her hourglass figure melted away into flab with a notable belly just edging past chubby into fat. Her breasts grew larger but in an unappealing way becoming very flabby, and a similar change happened to her butt and hips. Then her face rounded out losing its slender sleek appearance and becoming very round and squishy. Braces formed on her teeth and a pair of boxy thick-rimmed glasses popped onto her face. The two backed away and looked at her in shock. The sexy bimbo was gone and a plain-looking fat nerd was in her place.
“Heather?” Ashley was the first to speak up slowly and casually reaching her arm out to her as if simply touching her would cause a similar transformation. “Are you ok?”
“Heather?” she looked up at her. “My name is Hedy?” a ding came from her phone. She looked at it on the ground then dove her sweaty hands to it swooping it up with a bright smile as her eyes shone gleefully. She tapped the notification opening to a blog and read a post about some vampire romance book series.
“What the fuck?” everyone else gasped in unison.
The girls stared at the sweaty gross nerd as she dove back into her blogs too immersed in them to notice that everyone was looking at her. Ashley stumbled backward as she watched Heather, she was wrong this couldn’t be her. But it was. It was as if Heather took a complete one-eighty mentally and physically with the only remnants of her being her obsession with social media, but even that was twisted from behind a beauty queen influencer into a dork obsessed with blogs and fanfics.
“W-wait no does that me!” It was Brittany who was the first to break the silence as her face filled with pure and utter dread. “We are going to be turned into fat gross nerds!”
“Bullshit!” Courtney sounded looking like she was ready to punch Sky in her round face.
“This can’t be real..” Chloe hissed looking around the void for an escape.
“Damnit,” Madison stomped her foot and pointed to Hedy who didn’t even notice. “We are all going to end up like that thing!”
“Wait that lard demon said that there will be one winner.” Sakura beamed with her all to cheery fake demeanor. “So I guess only one of us gets to stay normal!”
Tiffany eyed everyone down and grinned then flipped her hair at them. “Well that it obviously be me.”
“Hey, why the hell, why do you get to be the only one not turned into a freak!” Chloe shouted crossing her arms and lending in. “Like hell, I am going to let you beat me!”
“Yeah!” Courtney shouted cracking her knuckles and looking one inch away from snapping and punching someone. “No fucking way I am going to end up like her.”
“Same here I am too cute do be all gross like that!” Brittany added.
“As if.” Madison scoffed.
“All of you stop!” Ashley interjected breaking up the girls. “Fighting over this is pointless, we all share a common enemy. We should be working together instead of against each other!”
“AHAHAHAHA!!!” Sakura busted out laughing causing the other girls to look at her.
“What is so funny?” Ashley groaned as she raised her brow curiously.
“Working together? Friendship?” Sakura laughed her all too upbeat laughter then
grinned and spoke in an all too cute voice. “Listen idiot there can only be one winner and none of us sane people are going to risk it going against a literal magical demon who treats us like toys.” Ashley looked around at the other girls who all nodded in agreement. Sakura skipped over to Sky and grinned at Ashley. “Say what would you do to her if she tried to fight you?”
“Probably turn her into one of those mouse pads with those big busts to support your wrist?”
The demon pondered already envisioning it in her head. “You know what that sounds like a good idea!” she giggled as she pointed her finger at Ashley.”
“W-wait!” she stammered out falling to the ground and flailing her arms. “Forget what I said I will pay your game, just don’t turn me into that!”
“Fine…” Sky pouted. “But the next person who makes an outburst like that is going under my hand!”
Ashley sighed and breath of relief as she got to her feet and looked at the other girls. All of them glared daggers at each other, there were no more alliances or bonds it was every popular girl for themself, and if they lost they all knew they had socially massacred a fate worse than death
“Ready for round two!” Sky cheered as Tiffany and Chloe were teleported to the couch with the controllers in hand.
“Looks like I will have the pleasure of turning you into a lame-ass dork first.” Tiffany gloated as she stared at Chloe.
“I always wanted to take you down in the most humiliating way.” she scoffed in return. “I guess there is nothing more fitting than this.”
The two selected their characters both picked the same sexy dominatrix evil queen which only made their rivalry more heated. The matched begone and it could have only been described as enraged flailing at best. Neither player knew how the play the game but treated the match like they were physically attacking the other. It was all too personal which made it all too cringy to watch as they spewed tackless insults at each other for every action. It was embarrassing but impossible to turn away from. After a match that went on for far too long as if each girl revealed in hurting the other’s character. Tiffany sent Chloe’s version of the same character flying off with a half-haphazardly thrown-out whip lashing that would have spelled her own defeat if it missed.
“IN YOUR FACE!!!” Tiffany gloated as she stood on the couch pointing at Chloe’s face a blank expression of dread. “Looks like you are the LOSER!” she took pride in her gloating laughing and mocking the girl who just sat there empty and motionless.
Tiffany burst out laughing as Chloe’s belly burst out from under her shirt and over her belt. Chloe looked down at her new chubby belly which wasn’t nearly as large as Heather and Sky’s but still noticeably pronounced. She didn’t even have time to feel her chub as her hips and butt fattened out as well in an unflattering way straining her pants and rolls of flab peaked through the holes in her jeans stretching them out as well. Next were her once perky breasts which grew larger and saggy. Then, her face grew a bit rounded, and acne popped up. Her hair became messy and tied itself into a loose ponytail. Rows of heavy braces formed along her teeth and a pair of dorky glasses on her nose. Her shirt changed into a simple and sloppy purple one that just barely covered the small bump of fat that was her belly. Her stylish torn jeans became baggy sweatpants that masked her flabby thighs, hips, and butt. And finally, her leather jacket turned into a frumpy black open sweater.
“Say hello to Claire!” Sky declared as the new nerd shivered in place not used to all of the attention.
“OMG, this is so fucking hilarious!” Tiffany hollered bursting Claire’s personal bubble. “God I wish I could take a picture of you. The all mighty Chloe resued to a lame ass loser!”
“At-t-t least I am not a brain-dead b-b-bimbo!” she stammered out a defiant response stumbling over her words as she tightly shut her eyes and turned away.
“Aww.” Tiffany grinned as she looked at her rival now a nerd who was cowering before her. “You are so cute and pathetic looking all gross and lame.”
“I-I-I’m not gross!” she shouted. “You are just a stupid jerk!”
“Oh, I am a stupid jerk?” she flashed and smug smile. Tiffany pulled the girl off the couch and grabbed her underwear pulling it up and giving her a massive wedgie causing the poor nerd to sequel as her underwear dig deep into her fatty butt and privates. “Say you are sorry!” Tiffany cackled as she pulled harder causing poor Claire to cry out in pain with tears forming in her eyes.
“S-sorry!” she screamed.
Tiffany just pulled even harder to the point her panties were halfway up her chest. “Tell me that you are a stupid gross dork!”
“I-I am a stupid gross dork!” she screamed.
Tiffany let go of Clair’s panties causing them to snap against her flabby butt making her jump. She looked at her panties which now hugged out of her sweatpants stretched beyond saving. She whimpered away rubbing her butt clearly in pain as she sat on the couch before jumping off of it her bottom in too much pain to sit. Ashley watched as the remaining girls snicked watching her struggle, it made her hate this situation even more. Each one of them deserved what was coming to them, herself included. In that moment she made a vow, a vow to win and take down everyone here. Not to retain her status or looks, but to avenge those who were bullied and hurt by the people in the room. She knew that she wasn’t innocent but she had to be the one to win.
“Time for round three!” Sky declared.
Brittany and Courtney were teleported to the center of the couch. The two glared at each other neither one wanted to lose and suffer the humiliating fate that the losers before them faced. They may have been friends but that was all in the past, now they considered each other mortal enemies as if they were rivals born from pure hatred. Birtty chose a cute anthropomorphic cat while Courtney picked an amazoness. It was a heated battle with Courtney coming out on top due to her character’s sheer strength compared to Brittany’s smaller and lighter character.
“N-no, this isn’t fair!” she cried tears streaming down her cheeks. “S-she cheated! I hit her way more than she hit me! I should have won!”
“Sorry brat, but the stronger person always wins.” Courtney flashed and smug grin as she crossed her arms over her chest and watched Brittany leap from the couch and stand in front of her stomping her foot.
“No this isn’t fair!” she bawled. As she cried her body started to change. Her body fat redistributed itself away from the more desirable places making her small bust and butt even smaller and causing her to lose her slender edge.
“You are just a big dumb muscle head no one would care if you got turned into a loser!” she cried even more her voice becoming more nasally losing her cute high tone. “I'm the cute one that everyone wants to be with!” Her once round and bright eyes became droopy and dull with heavy bags under them. Then her hair became darker, duller, and shaggier turning into an unappealing mess that flopped down her back and long greasy bangs in front of her face
“I-I-I-I!” she stammered as she became quite greasy and smelly as if she hadn’t bathed in over a week hair growing down her arms, legs, armpits, and crotch. Her posture changed drooping a bit as if she was half asleep and a weird smile polluted her gross face. Her clothes changed next the overly pink and pastel colors dulled into a gross dingy gray. Her pleated skirt lengthened to her knees, and her crop top grew into what was once a white but was now a weird greyish color tank top that was a good few sizes too large with one of the staps hanging over her shoulder. And an old brown sweater that was also too large appeared on her.
“Say hello to the new and improved Bertha!” Sky showed her off and she giggled a bit with a weird look on her face. The other girls backed away.
“So big…” the creature known as Bertha slowly and awkwardly lumbered towards Ashley her eyes locked to the girl’s chest through her greasy hair.
“No thanks.” she gulped as she backed away. She looked at the other girls and shouted. “Do something about her!”
The girls held up their arms and shook their heads.
“Who is ready for round four!” Sky cheered.
Ashley breathed a sigh of relief as she was teleported to the couch just as the gremlin tried to grope her. She looked to her right and saw Sakura who looked at her with her all fake cute face. Ashley turned back to the screen and selected her character a bunny girl with massive gauntlets and thighs. Luckily for her, she was probably the only person who had played this game before. She used to play a previous entry of this game at her friend’s house when they were younger, sure it had been a while but she had some experience right? Then Sakura picked her character and her face grew grim….
Each girl had picked a character based on their personality, Madison picked a stylish French maid, Hedy was too distracted to pick, Tiffany and Claire picked a powerful dominatrix queen, Bertha a cute mascot character, and Courtney a buff muscle woman. So why did Sakura choose some tough-looking soldier girl, Ashley expected her to choose the nine-tail shrine maiden, the geisha, the ninja girl, or something on the cuter end as being Japanese and cute was her whole brand. But she ended up choosing a tough soldier, and that unnerved Ashley. Did Sakura know something that she didn’t? She looked at her face and peaking through her false innocence was malaise and self-confidence.
The match started and like that Ashely already lost a life before she knew it. Sakura’s movements and gameplay were surprisingly impressive. Ashley tried to fight back but she lost another life putting her on her final life with Sakura barely even damaged. She went in but her approach was quickly snuffed Sakura attacked covering every option she had. It was hopeless Ashely’s character was a high percent while Sakura’s was barely even touched.
“Man, I feel sorry for you!” Sakura cackled. “Luckily for me, that dork demon chose a game I am good at!”
“You know how to play this game!”
“Yep, it is quite popular to steam.” she grinned. “And I know how to exploit the top tier of this game! And to make this even better you picked the worst character in the game, and she has like the worst match up against mine!”
“W-what!” Ashley’s character backed away as both her and her character were filled with fear as the soldier approached her.
“Don’t worry Ashley I promise to only bully you a little bit!” she hollered as she rushed down the bunny girl. Ashley was frozen in fear as all hope was lost. She tried to dodge but it was a perfect read and her controller fell in her lap as she watched her poor bunny girl get stuck in a combo that seemed endless and completely unnecessary done to taunt the girl rather than beat her. After a while it was over, after Sakura had her fill she killed the bunny girl. Ashley lost… it was over…. One of the bullies most likely Sakura was going to get away with this. How could it end like this?
Ashley winced as she felt her stomach bubble. She looked down clutching it as it pushed out considerably. Her hips fattened up straining her tight jeans. Her breasts grew a few sizes larger and fatter nearly tearing her top in two. Her face grew rounder and fatter. Her hair shortened to a fluffy bob, Then her vision blurred until a pair of thick-rimmed boxy glasses appeared on her face. She braced for the mental and clothing changes but they never came. She opened her eyes and looked at her fatty body, it was quite different than Hedy looking arguably cute instead of frumpy.
“Huh?” she gasped.
“Hey, what gives why isn’t she a gross loser!” Sakura protested storming over to Ashley who was still inspecting her new body. “She LOST and I WON! She should be some gross dork not just a fat ass!”
“Don’t call me a fat ass you fake bitch!” Ashley snapped back, which surprised everyone including her as they all expected her to be meek and timid. “What is happening to me?” she muttered to herself. She looked up at the other losers confused.
Sky appeared between them and pouted. “Well you see Sakura did win but she didn’t WIN.”
“Like hell I didn’t win I kick her fat ass!” Sakura stormed over shouting completely throwing away her cute and innocent persona to shed light upon her true self. “I won so she should be a fucking gross loser! I beat her fair and fucking square! You all saw it right!” The other girls nodded. “See they all agree with me you fat ass bitch!”
“Well, you didn’t beat her fair and square…” Sky said with an uneasy smile knowing that Sakura wasn’t going to take this revelation well.
“WHAT… THE… FUCK… DO… YOU… MEAN!!!!!!” she shouted malice behind every word.
“Well, you see you did an illegal move…” Sky nervously scratched the back of her neck.
“Illegal move…” Sakura’s rage boiled over. “What the fuck do you mean an illegal move!”
“Well I am following tournament rules as this is a tournament after all…?” she cowered
away. “And you did a banned infinite at the end of the match…”
“No, no, no, fucking no!” Sakura raged. “You can’t be fucking serious!”
“Wait, so what does that mean for me?” Ashley spoke up looking herself new down again. “Why am I like this?”
“Well you did lose so…?” Sky nervously shrugged, “But you didn’t LOSE so you get the lesser punishment.”
“Wait, oh no you fucking don’t!” Sakura shouted as she stormed over to Ashley. But before she could reach the now cubby girl she froze in her tracks. “No, no, no, this can’t be happening!” she shrieked as she quickly chuckled her face to hide it from the others as her voice cracked.
All the girls watched as Sakura changed her face losing that kawaii look becoming more mundane and rounder. Her perfectly plump hips just became plump. Her perky breasts lost their perk and just became large sagging bags of flesh. Her tan skin lightened to a pasty white and her Japanese features faded into Western ones, and as she cussed out Sky and Ashley her Japanese accent left her as well replaced with an obviously fake imitation of one as if some only knew the language from anime. Her twin-tails became stringy and ratty as her hair dyed a mix of light blue and pink in an unflattering way. Large braces formed on her teeth and round glasses on her nose. Then her clothes changed her skirt parted and became a pair of jean shorts that showed a little too much of her unflattering thighs and her low-cut top expanded into a long sleeve shirt that read “My Waifu is my Lifu” and an image of a nearly naked anime girl.
“What’s the big deal why is everyone staring at me?” she said in an annoyed tone as she crossed her arms over her fatty breasts and turned her head away. “None of you are like my type so I don’t care if you think I am hot.”
“Now, now Samantha that is no way to speak to your friends.” Sky giggled as she admired her newest work.
“Why do I need friends when I have my girls? They are so kawaii and bet they are all baka losers!” she scoffed pulled out her phone and walked away looking at lewd images of anime girls.
“Wait so she got turned into a weeb?” Madison muttered confused as she looked at the once-stereotypical gyaru who was now a hollow shell of being Japanese. “She is like American now?”
“I think the correct term would be otaku.” Ashley softly spoke up as she watched Samantha sit away from the others and lust after her 2D girls.
“Did I ask you fat ass!” Madison snapped at her as she looked down upon the once fit girl who was now very chubby and round. Ashley stood up and looked at Madison. She looked like she was about to rebuke her but she didn’t and sat back down again. “Yeah, that’s right lard ass know your place.” Madison snickered.
“Well, honestly I think this is all for the best.” Ashley slightly smiled. “I no longer have to worry about you bitches anymore and we are all going to sink together with the ship.”
“What did you say!” Courtney lurched forwards growling looking like she was going to punch Ashely who didn’t react.
“You fucking want this to happen!” Madison shouted. “You want to be a fat ugly loser!”
“Well, not really but this is a fitting punishment after all.” she shrugs. “Well, all deserve what is coming to us. We were all pretty shitty people, and that is why I am going to win this and take all of you annoying stuck-up sluts with me.”
“What did you just call me!” Tiffany snapped hissing at Ashley who once again was unphased by her rage.
“You heard me.” she smiled. “The truth is I hated all of you, yes I know that everyone here hates each other but I mean hated all of you. And do you know why I put up with you? Because I was afraid of what would happen if I tried to fight you or stop you. I am not trying to say that I am better than you or anything, but at least I can admit how shitty we all are. Even before I became chubby as I planning to take everyone down including myself as a form of karma for all the shit we did.”
“You little fat whore!” she growled tightening her fist ready to strike.
“Now, now, there is no violence unless you want to be disqualified.” Sky pouted
Tiffany clenched her teeth turned her head and scoffed. “Even if I did punch her all of the dough would have absorbed my punch so it wouldn’t have been worth it. But seeing her all fat and gross makes up for her betrayal.”
“Betrayal?” she laughed and Tiffany turned back to her. “If anything I betrayed myself being your stuck-up friend, the truth is I am a massive fucking weeb and nerd!” she shouted with a confident grin. “And I think I look rather cute all soft and cubby. So why don’t I show you how great it is to love nerdy shit instead of acting like we are all above it.
The remaining glared at her with malice. Even though this battle was free for all they now had a common enemy. The traitor who was a secret nerd the entire time and who planned to lower them all to even lower than the level she started at. It was mutually assured destruction and Ashley was all too happy for their shared fates.
“You know that you will end up like those freaks as well!” Tiffany shouted pointing at the popular girls turned into over-the-top stereotypes of nerds and losers. “And you fucking want that!”
“Well if it means ending all of this, then I am more than fine accepting this fate.” she grinned smugly. “I have had enough of letting you all do whatever you want to everyone without any consequences. And I have to thank Sky for doing all of this for us.”
The trio looked like they were about to engage in a brawl with the cubby Ashley but Sky flew between them holding her hands up to stop them. “Hold it, remember no violence!” The girls backed down and Ashley’s grin grew knowing that she had the game master on her side at least for now. They both wanted the same thing and Sky was more than happy to play favorite if it meant her revenge. She snapped her fingers and Madison and Tiffany appeared on the couch. “That was a long enough break let’s start round two!” she declared.
“Nothing personal Madison,” Tiffany spoke to her best friend now enemy in an overly posh and sarcastic voice. “But there is no way I am letting you win this.” she looked at her and smiled brightly. “Don’t worry I will try to tease you the least.”
“Like hell, I am going to let myself be degraded to a gross ugly loser!” she hissed back.
The two picked the same characters and their match began. Both players were still awful at the game but at least they now knew how to control their character. It was a long awkward battle but Tiffany’s dominatrix queen launched Madison’s French maid with a whip crack to her butt sending her flying off the screen.
“Sorry, but not sorry?” Tiffany said with a fake frown and a mocking tone as she watched her friend look at herself heartbroken.
“No, I can’t be all gross and dorky!” she wept honest to god tears. “I am supposed to be stylish and sexy!”
As if those words triggered her change her body started to change. A little bit of fat formed on her body melting away her slender hourglass shape into that more reminiscent of a doughy cylinder. Arms and legs also fattened up a bit as well. Then her face rounded out and acne appeared all over it. Huge metal braces and large square glasses appeared on her face. Her sleek blond hair turned greasy and unkempt looking like a wet blond mop was tossed on her head. Her clothes changed, her stylish top melted into a dull white shirt that was a size too large and seemed to be haphazardly tossed on, and her stylish skirt separated and turned into old dingy grey sweatpants.
“Looking good Mildred.” Tiffany laughed at the new unattractive body of her friend.
“You mean it?” Mildred blushed a bit as she bit her lip not picking up on the obvious sarcasm. “You think I look good?”
“Like hell no!” Tiffany hollered. “You look like a grease stain! I don’t think that anything can fix how gross you are now!” Tears welled up in the girl’s eyes and she bawled making her bully laugh even harder.
“So it looks like I am up against you lard ass,” Courtney called to Ashley.
Ashley turned to her but was met with a fist in her face and a crack. Her face screamed with pain feeling as if she was stuck square in the nose with a metal bat. She stumbled backward from the massive force finding it hard to regain her balance due to her new weight and with a loud thud she landed on her soft ass. She looked up at Courtney through the broken lens of her glasses. The girl cracked her knuckles and looked oddly pleased with herself despite knowing what would happen to her if she attacked anyone.
“I know I never had a chance of beating a lame-ass dork like you at your dumb nerd game.” she grinned as she reeled her arm back to punch Ashley again. “So at least I have the pleasure of kicking one more dork’s ass before I am turned into one!” she shouted as she let the fist loose.
Ashley tightly shut her eyes and braced for impact and as the fist struck her face she heard a weak yelp. As she opened them she saw Courtney whimpering shaking her hand in pain. Ashley looked closer and all of the girl’s massive muscles from years of rigorous daily training were gone and now she was comparable to a lanky noodle. More and more of her muscle faded into there was none left as the once mighty Amazon was now a tall lanky noodle who was as physically weak as can be. Her short tomboy hair frizzled a bit losing its sleek tough style and flopped down into a flat messy mop. A pair of large round glasses appeared on her face. Then her clothes changed her shorts growing into a long pair of pants, her sneakers into loafers, her sporty shirt into a white button-up one with a bow tie and a pocket protector.
Ashley looked at the weak nerd who could no longer hurt a fly and smiled a bit knowing that she could no longer cause anyone pain. Suddenly her glasses were fixed and any semblance of pain was gone. Sky landed next to her and smiled helping her up. She turned to the last remaining popular girl.
“What the hell Cordelia!” Tiffany shouted at the once muscle-bound girl who cowered away behind the couch to hide from her.
“So it is just you and me.” She smirked at Tiffany who clenched her fists and stomped over to her.
“You bitch!” she hissed getting up in Ashley’s face. “Whip that smug ass look off your fat ass face, I won’t let you win!”
“Let's see about that.” Ashley's grin grew even larger as the two sat down to play the final match.
And the match wasn’t even worth talking about due to how anti-climatic it was, Tiffany lost and lost badly. Despite how rusty Ashely was Tiffany didn’t even stand a chance, the only fitting way to describe it was an absolute slaughter. Rage boiled in Tiffany as she lost and threw the controller at the TV shattering it.
“You fucking bitch!” she screamed at Sky. “This is rigged! How the hell was any of us supped to win besides that bitch!” she pointed at Ashley who just smiled and waved. “You set us all up you bitch! Let me guess you made a deal with that traitor to do this to us!”
“Well to be honest I kind of did, but I didn’t count on Ashley being here.” she giggled and mockingly stuck her tongue out. “In fact, I told her not to come because I knew she was just a victim of how everyone cares so much about popularity and looks. But I think that her come was probably for the best.”
“She is right?” Ashley joined in taking pleasure in Tiffany’s range. “She told me not to come but I feel an urge to come anyway. And now all chubby I no longer have to worry about being the prettiest or the most popular girl, I can be who I want. While these extra pounds are going to take a while to get used to, I can live with it.”
“But this isn’t fair!” Tiffany shouted. “If she wasn’t here I would have won! I beat everyone else and she wasn’t even supposed to be here!”
“No quite.” Sky laughed. “You would have to beat me and there is no way that you can!”
“But I probably could.” Ashley thought out loud as she tapped her finger to her round chin. She smiled and spoke out loud and pumped her doughy fist. “You know what I am sure I can.”
“Huh?” Sky looked at her confused. “But you wouldn’t even stand a chance…”
“Are you so sure or are you just scared I would win.” she chuckled. “Because I bet I could beat you.”
“What the hell are you doing?” Tiffany gasped.
“I kind of agree with her,” she smiled pointing at Tiffany. “I kind of ruined your plan and because of that we didn’t have a fair winner and besides I only beat Samantha on a technicality.”
“Why are you bringing this up…?” Sky muttered.
“Because I have had a change of heart you could say.” she frowned. “Thinking it over again I would rather have my old looks back rather than being this lard ass. Sure I will probably change my ways but I would rather be me than a fat ass dork.”
“What are you saying?” Sky frowned and crossed her arms over her plump breasts.
“Winner takes all, I win you turn us all back and you become the lame-ass dork.” Ashley grinned from ear to ear. “And if you win well turn me into a lame-ass dork like the others.”
“Um… you know you won right?” Sky muttered as she scratched her head. “You are sucked like this but you don’t have to be punished anymore…”
“What are you scared she is going to beat you and turn everyone back!” Tiffany laughed as she stepped between the two with a smug grin. “Ashley is right she didn’t win, she only got lucky. So are you too afraid to face her and lose? Maybe that is why you didn’t want her to come because you knew her secret and knew she would beat you!”
“Yeah, Tiff is right.” Ashley crossed her arms and stood next to her. “You are scared that I would win.”
“Yeah right!” Sky shouted fuming. “There is no way you could beat me I play this game like every day!” She looked at the two then at the rest of the popular girls turn dorks then smiled. “As a matter of fact let's even the odds, you two get to face me two-on-one. Winner takes all!”
“Sounds perfect!” the two girls say in unison.
Sky teleports them all to the couch and fixes the TV. They all chose their characters and got ready to fight. Ashley made the first move charging head-first at Sky’s cute cat girl, she missed and hilariously fell off the stage within the first ten seconds. While Ashley was responding Sky took the chance to attack Tiffany performing a combo that would kill her character without doubt, but Ashley came to save her teammate only to get caught in the crossfire and knocked out alongside her.
“I thought you said you were good at this game!” Tiffany hissed. “What the hell was all of that talk about!”
“I suck, I know that.” Ashley calmy spoke as her character walked toward the edge of the stage. “Truth be told I was never really that good at this game my younger brother always beat me.”
“What are you doing!” Tiffany gasped in horror.
Ashley turned to Tiffany as her character stepped off the edge and plummeted off the stage. She dropped the controller in her lap, put her arms behind her back, and stuck her tongue out. “Mutrauly assure destruction…”
And with that, Ashley was out of the match and Tiffany was as good as dead. She leaped at the chubby girl who didn’t even react. A sudden weight pulled her to the couch. Tiffany looked down in horror as her belly bulged out growing rapidly faster and fatter than the others. She cussed at Ashley who sat there and smiled as she watched Tiffany fatten out to reach well over three hundred pounds. Her whole body fattened out looking like undercooked dough wearing clothes. Acne popped up all over her face, and large braces gave her a lisp so bad that she became nearly impossible to understand, and massive glasses. Her hair grew greasy and messy. Her clothes changed her crop top changed to a greasy printed tee shirt covered in stains and her armpits soaked with sweat. And then her pants changed to loose lodge pants just as dodgy and dirty as her top.
“Sorry Trixie, but if I said that this wasn’t personal I would be lying…” Ashley smiled as she felt the rest of her punishment take hold of her, and she welcomed it with open arms…