Fitting Revenge

by Prissy

 

The day started as normal for George, as him and his best friend David Marden walked down towards Denbridge their local town. It was 8:30 in the morning before school and George was jestering with his friend about some of the girls. "Hey David how much would you love a blowjob off of Emma Stutton, with those luscious big lips of hers. I mean how fit is she? I would give anything just to pull down her underwear and find a little pink heart shaped Minge". He laughed as David looked nervously around. "I think we should stop here for a moment", he said. George stopped, but before he could say anything he was jumped by about 12 girls. "What is this?!" he shouted as they began to strip him from head to toe. "You can go now David" the tallest one said as he ran away. George looked up at the tall girl, recognising her as Marie, and asked what was going on. "Well George all us girls got together and decided that you needed to be punished for spreading dirty rumours about us". George eyes widened as Steph began to pull down his underwear. "Awww look at that" she said as his penis came into full view. "How sweet, and to think he is supposed to have got lucky with, most of us with that". All the girls began to point and laugh at the size of his dick. "Just leave me alone ok?!" George pleaded with them. "No", said Marie", "we have far better plans for you". As they finished with his clothing, they took him into the girls toilets, "Hey what gives?!" Shouted George. "Awww don't worry it will all become clear in a minute" said one of his captors. As George began to struggle, two more of the girls pinned him down, and Anne stepped out from behind the pack with a tub of cream. "What the hell is that?!" George said, and he was only met with laughs as it was spread all over him. "Leave me alone!" he struggled some more, but the weight of 4 girls was too much for him. After about 5 minutes of this, his skin began to burn. "Ok girls looks like it's time", Steph said as they began to wash him down with water. George saw his hair fall off of his body and began to cry. "Aww don't worry George all girls have to get rid of unwanted hair". George noticed that they had left some of his pubic hair, but it was now in the shape of a little heart. Marie saw him looking down and laughed "George we were listening to your little talk with Andrew on the way down, and thought this would make the whole experience more enjoyable, now every time you take your knickers down you can see that." "Knickers?!" shouted George. The girls just laughed even more. Marie stood in front of George and Anne began to talk, "Now George we think that it's only fair if you learn what it's like to be a girl, if you can get a hard on with Marie dancing in front of you then you can stay how you are, but if you don't you become Emma Stutton, the girl you have a crush on". George managed a grin as he knew that wouldn't be hard for him. "Oh yeah", Anne said "We got to put this on you first" She wiped a stinking cloth over his penis as Marie began to strip. George struggled his hardest as Marie got her breasts out but he could only manage a pathetic twitch of his dick. "Awwww look", said Marie "he obviously gay, so it doesn't matter if we turn him into Emma". George suddenly lit up as he said "Hey you can't do this, Emma's Mum will notice and so will mine!" "Oh no", Steph laughed, "Emma is living with my aunt in London, and her family don't know, as for your family, they think you have been sent to Australia for advanced schooling, we have arranged it so that you can write letters to them so they will think you are there." "Well I am going to the police then this is harassment!!" "Not so fast" said Marie, as the girls bent down to his groin. They pushed his balls up into his body, and injected something next to them "Your testicles are now in your groin cavity, which has been shrunk, the only way they can come out is if they shrink too. They injected another syringe full of liquid into his groin and Steph smiled at him. "That George is the reason you will not be telling anyone. If you do we will fry your balls so you can never be a man again." She pressed a button on a small receiver and George felt a shock pass through his groin making it feel like it was on fire. He screamed which only spurred the girls on in their torment. A girl called Leticia walked up to George. "As you know George my Father works for the government, he develops tools for use in plastic surgery and also secret government prototypes." She held out a wand which was red in colour and about as thick as her arm with a bulb going down one side. "This George is a machine which makes your bones denser, effectively shrinking them. You realise I could get in a lot of trouble for having this. If you let anything slip its bye bye balls." As she began to wave the wand over George's arms and hands he passed out from the excruciating pain as his bones creaked and bent under its beam of light.

As George awoke he realised it had all been a dream and none of it was real at all. Yes he was in his own bed dreaming. But as he opened his eyes, he saw Marie plucking his eyebrows with a pair of tweezers. "Awwwww look Emma's awake. Everyone lets show her how pretty she is!" George realised he was tied up, but the girls started to remove his bonds. Marie stood in front of him with a mirror, and he almost went out again. "Look she's shocked at how pretty we made her! We can start at your head Emma" "but I'm not a girl!" Marie frowned "Emma would a girl look like you. You have long and now permanently blond hair thanks to more of Leticia's toys, beautifully shaped eyebrows and big blue eyes. A small cute nose, and of course your trademark lips, which I assure you many boys will have around their cocks this year." "What!" said George "Oh yes Emma we have been playing you hypnosis tapes for the last couple of hours, to make you realise your true potential……anyway back to your beautiful self. Just look at your arms, would a boy have such flimsy arms and tiny hands…. I don't think so! And how many boys do you know with B cup breasts. They are only fake for the time being, but as we pump you full of female hormones, you won't need them." George began to cry as Marie pointed out the last change "We tucked your silly little penis away, to make room for your girly vagina, and we went to the trouble of dying your pubes pink just for that extra touch. Me and Sasha spent a long time making sure you would have to sit to pee like a girl from now on and could have sex just like the girl you are" "How long do I have to be like this?!" pleaded George. "Hmmmmm we decided on about 1 year, but we could make it longer" "BUT I'M NOT A GIRL I'M NOT!" "Look Emma" said Marie "Not many girls talk in a deep voice" "What do you mean!" said George soon realising what was different about him. He clutched his throat, as though that would stop the sweet innocent voice erupting from it. All the girls began to laugh uncontrollably at him. "Can it be changed back?!" he asked desperately. "Well in a way, but not more than one or two octaves, you'll have a girly voice pretty much for the rest of your life, just like your body will stay pretty much the same". George started to cry again as the girls pulled clothing out of backpacks. "We need to get you ready for school, we are 4 hours late already, but don't worry, we have all given excuses. First of all put these on" Leticia handed George a pair of pink panties with cute bows on the front, and as George stepped into them she reminded him about how they were the ones he had tried to finger her in during the summer. "Look at how flat they are at the front and underneath Emma they look sooooo girly" next he was handed a bright pink bra to put on under a tight white polo shirt that Marie handed him. It showed through bright as day and all the girls made sure he knew about it. They made him step into a pair of black stretch flares which zipped up the side, and last of all he had to slip on a pair of white ankle socks with a pink trim, and matching trainers. "Awwww you look so cute Emma, and we made sure you'd have a lovely VPL from behind, just how you used to love looking at us having them, now the boys can look at yours." George now looked totally downfallen, as the girls gathered together all their stuff, handed George his/her rucksack, and took off towards the school.

 

To be continued?

 

 

 

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