Stacey was bored…!

It was all well and good Shan being a ‘good girl’… people seemed to be really appreciative. Even Stacey had been commended for some of her designs; that evening with Debbie had been especially enjoyable…

Problem was, she liked the results of some of her evil designs; also, Halloween was coming up…

In the end, she decided to sneak out and ‘play’ a little…

She had been working on a special project; she now popped that into a carrier bag, and sneaked out of Samoto the back way…

She walked along behind some college students and soon saw one walking dejectedly along that looked suitable. Pulling the object out of her bag, saying “this should cheer you up!”, she slapped it over the figures head. As soon as she did so, however, she knew she had made a terrible mistake.

The object was a goth wig, in black with white streaks. Trouble was, it was a girl’s wig, and Stacey had unwittingly rammed it onto a boy’s head…

Clutching his chest, with a scream, the boy collapsed, right in front of Stacey. Stacey now had to work out whether to try and make herself scarce or call for help. She decided she was in enough trouble already, so she called the emergency services on her mobile, staying with the boy, who was now hardly moving…

“I’ve no idea what happened!”, she told the paramedics. “He just let out a scream and collapsed.”

“What do you mean, he”, the paramedic said. “This is a girl.”

“I was sure it was a boy when I tried to help”, said Stacey, genuinely mystified.

“Well, she’s definitely a girl”, said the paramedic. I’m not sure what’s wrong; it sounds like some kind of seizure, but I can’t tell what…”

At that point, the ‘girl’ stirred, weakly. “What the hell…?”

“Miss, take it easy. You had some kind of attack and passed out in the street”, the paramedic said.

“What do you mean Miss… Oh, my god! Where did they come from!” The ‘boy’ had just seen his new breasts. He was also inspecting his goth hair…

“Shit… this can’t be happening! This can’t be!”

The paramedic was now convinced that he was dealing with a girl on some kind of exotic drugs. He decided that the best thing to do was take the girl into hospital, to be checked out, which is what they did. At the same time, a police officer who had been called was interviewing Stacey.

Stacey told him everything she had seen, leaving out the part that she had put the wig on the boy in the first place. The police officer thanked her for her help, took her details, then said she could go. Stacey slinked off back to Samoto, and went in the back way…

Shan was waiting for her.

“You couldn’t leave things alone, could you! You had to play about! I thought I could trust you! Right, this is your one ‘get out of jail free’ card. You’ve now used it. Clown about like this again and you end up like Sarah, armless, deaf and dumb. Clear?”

Stacey just nodded, meekly. She knew she’d fucked up badly. She even got a cuff round the ear from Lisa. She couldn’t believe that Stacey could be so stupid, her being a genius after all…