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Topic: GoC: Worst Day of Her Life

People in the small city of Hartstead would hear about it every once in a while. It was inevitable. The Game of Change.

Every major city or town on the island country of Tharase has it's own type of unique game that will affect any citizen at some point in their lives. The country's capital city, Johnstone, has 'Spin the Cupid'. Unlike it's weaker counterpart 'Spin the Bottle', once the cupid statue stops spinning, the spinner and the person the statue's head faces towards instantly fall in eternal love, no matter what the relationship between the two was like beforehand. Other places have unique varients of 'Heads or Tails', 'Rocks, Paper, Scissors', 'Snakes & Ladders', 'Five Finger Fillet', 'Poker', etc.

But the Game of Change is definitely the strangest and most abstract of them all. The rules are simple: a person only has to say "Let's play a Game of Change" to another person. The recipient then has one of four choices: Obey, Transfer, Riddle or Transform. "Obey" is simple, the recipient must obey any orders given to them within a two-minute period by the 'host', but those orders can last how long the host states. "Transfer" is a bit more complex as the recipient can transfer the game to the next person they see, but if they fail to see another person within two minutes, then only "Obey" or "Transform" remain as options. "Riddle" allows a recipient to 'win' the game by answering five questions from the host correctly, but even if one question is incorrect, "Transform" becomes the only option. The nature of the game's "Riddle" option prevents the host from denying correct answers, so if the host knows it's true, so does the game. "Transform" is what makes the game strange, as that option allows the host to choose the recipient's transformation. The transformation can be anything, with no limits as to the number or severity of transformations. The host can even choose further transformations that can be triggered by certain times, events, people, words, etc.
Should a recipient fail to choose an option within a minute, "Obey" and "Transform" are automatically chosen.

Most people think that the Game of Change is pure hokum and nothing more than a superstitious school rumour that has managed to spread like wildfire.
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Jessica Lane walks around her room, breathing deeply as her mind drifts to angry thoughts from the mid-year Grade 12 dance that ended just one hour ago. The five hour school event was almost without conflict for Jess, until her nemesis Lynette decided that the 'Best of the Best' dance-off would be a perfect moment to humiliate her. Jessica had won the 'Best of Hip-Hop' dance competition earlier, so she was up for the 'Best of the Best' title. But Lynette discovered that Jess' dress had a small rip in the very area that holds it all together, so while Jess danced, Lynette decided to discretely attach a chain to her flowing dress and hook it to a food table. One minute later, the dress completely ripped from Jessica's body and to make things even more humiliating, Jessica had worn no underwear beneath the dress nor bring extra clothes. Jessica had no choice but to walk completely naked two miles through backwoods to get home in order to avoid public, even though it would have only taken her ten minutes the easier way.

But Lynette had a viable reason to do it, as Jessica isn't the nicest person around. For years, Jessica had tormented the much geekier Lynette. Locked her in lockers, stolen her clothes after gym class, replaced her anti-hayfever medicine with lavender syrup, broken her expensive laptops, humiliated her during a presentation by replacing the pictures of school achievements with pictures of Lynette in embarassing situations, and so on. And no doubt will Jessica torment Lynette further the next day.

Jess continues moping about in her room, before flopping herself onto the bed, ready to go to sleep. After all, it's passed midnight. Jessica turns off her lights and then hastily drifts to sleep.

*RING!*

"Fuck! Can't I go to sleep in peace" Jessica screams, rejecting the call.

*RING!*

"For fucksake, stop calling!" she yells, once again rejecting the call.

*RING!*

"Goddamn it!" she shouts, finally answering the call. "Who are you and what do you want at this time of night?!"

"Are you Jessica Lane?" the caller asks.

"Yes, and you are?" Jess responds.

"Lynette Hawes" the caller answers.

"How the fuck did you get my number, nerd?!" Jessica yells, kind of shocked.

"Don't act all surprised. In a place like Hartstead you can pretty much find out someone's computer password without much effort, so imagine how easy it was for me to get your number" Lynette responds.

"Get the fuck off my phone Geekzilla!" Jess screams.

"I will, but I have one favour" Lynette states.

"What?!" Jess exclaims.

"Let's play a Game of Change" Lynette laughs.

Jessica shot wide awake, her hands shaking in nervous fear whilst sweating like crazy. "Wha...what?" she asks "You can't do this to me!".

"Oh but I can. It's a very simple game Jess, and karma punishes the wicked. All those times you tormented me. Replaced important pictures from my presentation last year with photoshopped pornography with my head replacing others. All those times you stole my clothes after gym class and whatever. I humiliated you tonight Jess, but it's only gonna get better for you. So, you have one minute to choose your options: Obey, Transfer, Riddle or Transform. Time starts now" Lynette coldly says.

Jessica is unable to think, with being tired and cold. But the fact that her life will change completely in the space of a less than a minute is frightening for her. She has heard about the Game of Change, but she never once thought it was real. Lynette obviously wants her to obey or transform, and considering that Lynette despises her, it will no doubt be something humiliating.

With time almost run out, Jessica, still trembling with fear and panic turns back to the phone and says...

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"God! Transform, transform!", in a panicky fit.

"Really? You wouldn't let me have it this easily, so why did you?" Lynette snidely questions.

"I panicked, you evil bitch" Jessica retorts.

"Oh well and just to think I could make things easy for you..." Lynette says, taking a long pause, Jessica looking relieved. "But where would the fun be in that?" she laughs.

"What are you going to do to me?" Jessica asks, concerned.

"I really, really want to humiliate you. Make you wish that I never existed. So, your butt will be a huge, curvy, luscious booty. Not just big. I'm talking Kim Kardashian, Nicki Minaj, Iggy Azalea and Coco Austin having all of their asses combined sorta big. That will be the size of your butt when you wake up tomorrow. And everyone will stare" Lynette says.

"That's not really bad. If anything, it's beneficial to me" Jessica laughs.

"Yeah, maybe so, but that ain't all that's happening. Your mouth and nose will also be a pussy. A cute little cunt that functions exactly like one. Of course, you can still talk, drink and eat soft foods, but you'll also pee and cum. Your current vagina will also be replaced with a functioning twelve inch dick and ballsack. And your breasts will be fairly big as well, say DD cup or the like. Everyone will consider you weird, with your huge booty and pussy mouth, but they'll all think it's because of extremely potent growth hormones and radiation. However, nobody but your family will know of your penis, so if I were you, I'd try your best to hide it. Good luck wearing pants though, with an ass like your's, they wouldn't even reach a quarter length up the cheeks before ripping. I suggest stretchy leggings and maybe something to hide your cock, unless you want people to think you're a transsexual. Oh, and if you try to use the Game of Change on others, you will get their transformation, on top of what you'll already have" Lynette explains.

"You're sick! Pussy mouth? Big dick? Just how fucked up are you Lyn?" Jess angrily questions.

"No more than what you will be in the morning, I assure you Jessica. And one other thing, you will only be lesbian from now on. And you will be most attracted to your straight friend Emily, the lesbian who hates you Lacey, and Melody Mackenzie, that poor girl your friend Melanie ruined the life of two years ago. It'll be a perfect little love triangle, with you smack dab in the centre of it" Lynette states.

"Who the fuck is Melody Mackenzie?" Jessica yells.

"Ah, you don't remember? See, Melody was just an innocent, sweet mannered girl who had all these aspirations for life. Then your nutcase friend Melanie called her one night and played the Game of Change with her. Melody never answered and was given both Obey and Transform. You know what Melanie did? She made Melody transform into a dicknosed, dickfingered, ten breasted mermaid. And she was ordered to hate the transformation and remain humiliated until someone falls in love with her" Lynette explains. "So, nevertheless, that's not the point. The point is that I hope you enjoy what cums tomorrow. Goodnight, Jessica"

Lynette hangs up and Jessica relaxes in her belief that nothing will even happen in the morning and that it's just a lame prank.

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Jessica wakes up in the morning, face down on the floor. "Jeezus, what the fuck happened last night?" she yawns, feeling quite odd around her mouth. Looking at the floor, Jessica notices thick, sticky drool in the same spot her mouth was. At first she thinks it's just the alcohol, but after getting up and feeling the strangest sensation throughout her body, just before looking in a mirror, she realizes what has happened.

"Mother. Of. God!" she gasps, staring at herself. The Game of Change is real and Jessica is standing right there with slightly open pussy lips for her mouth, large DD cup breasts, a huge curvaceous booty and a long, flaccid cock with a baseball sized scrotum that would put a stallion to shame.

"Fucking Lynette, the game is real?! What the hell!" she quietly shouts, her pussy lips lightly swelling as she does. She can't even comprehend what has happened to her, flopping to the ground on her ginormous backside, which is large enough to act like a small chair. She thinks about how people will respond to her new features and what will happen to her when she goes to school today. Worse yet, what will her family say?

Jessica stares at her body. The big breasts are definitely a benefit for her, but she isn't sure about her ass. Trying to put on even a thong would be a challenge, and then there's the matter of taking it off. Her bountiful booty would literally swallow the backside of her underwear! Reaching her right arm back as far as she can to slap her butt and shake it, Jess' cock starts erecting and clitoris trembling and she quickly snaps back to reality to avoid an awkward situation. "What the fuck do I do about this?!" she worries, thinking about her cock and pussy mouth, worrying about what will happen in class should she feel aroused.

"I'm a total freak... Lynette. When I find her, I'm going to make her pay for what she's done to me. Destroy her life like she's destroyed mine" Jessica says out loud, her pussy lips parting enough for her to see her clit in the mirror. Having a vagina in place of her mouth and nose feels even weirder when she talks, because her voice sounds perfectly clear even though her pussy is always closed when she isn't talking, as if the state of her vagina has no effect on her sound whatsoever. The thought of sneezing makes her quiver in fear, she can hardly imagine it without wanting to retch.

Hearing a sudden knock on her bedroom door, Jessica begins looking around her room, and almost knocking over her mirror with her ass, trying to find at least a long shirt to cover herself up with. But she isn't quick enough and her mother walks in. Instinctively, Jess covers her pussy with one hand and her dick with a folder in the other hand.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry, Jess. I didn't, uh, realize you were, well, jerking off" her mother apologizes.

"WHAT! No, Mum, I wasn't..." Jess argues.

"Sure dear, sure. That explains the hand and the folder covering your, well uh... urgh... penis"

"Um... um, uh, uh, ah, um... what?" Jessica stutters.

"It's alright sweetie, it's okay to be embarassed. Not every teenage girl has a, urgh, well, um... female sex organ where a mouth and nose should be, or a, um, you know what... um, downstairs"

"Um?" Jess questions.

"It's okay dear. There's breakfast on the table. Don't bother trying to get dressed yet, just come down naked... unless you want to spend the next ten minutes putting on clothes. Hell, it ain't nothing we've already seen" Jessica's mother warmly suggests.

"Um?"

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Jessica heeds to her mother's words and walks downstairs in the buff, noticing the words "Cuntface McPussymouth's Room, Fuck Me or Fuck Off!" written on her door, leaving her to wonder why it's there. She's surprised, and a little pissed off, that there's only one photo of her hanging in the stairway, which even more surprising, is of her on her thirteenth birthday but looking like she does now, instead of before Lynette played the game. Entering the dining room, with a slight struggle, Jessica's fifteen year old transgender brother stares at her cock while her father, mother, twelve year old twin sisters and ten year old brother continue eating. Jess' father Mark notices the stares she's receiving and slaps her brother's hand.

"Etha... I mean Emma! Stop staring at your... sister!" Mark snaps.

"Ow! Sorry Dad, but she's just so impressive. Maybe I'll meet a guy with a package like that sometime, y'know, after I transition in a few years" Emma responds.

"Hmph, I doubt it. No guy will want a tranny wife" Mark snorts.

"Mark! Don't be mean!" Paula, their mother, snaps.

Ethan, or Emma as he/she likes to be called, is Jessica's transgender brother. Ethan came out a few months ago and has since been wearing girls clothing and wanting to be called Emma by everyone, even by teachers at school. A few weeks ago, she told everyone she likes males. Mark has always resented the fact that his eldest son wants to be a girl, but has stood by Paula's decision to support Ethan in truly becoming Emma.

Jessica is gestured to a seat on the opposite end of the table. She tries her hardest to sit down, struggling to fit comfortably. After a few attempts, she succeeds, but her ass takes up the whole chair and she feels uncomfortable. With her large breasts resting on the table and her flaccid cock almost touching the ground, Jess stares at her food and compares it to everyone else's. Whereas she has a bowl of pureed fruit, soggy wheats and milk, everyone else has a plate with eggs, bacon, sausage and potato. She looks in disgust and her family shoot her dirty looks, particularly Mark.

"What the fuck is this?!" Jess yells in anger.

"Really? Have you forgotten?" Mark yells.

"I mean, why am I like this? Why's my ass huge? Why's there a fucking vagina on my face? Why do I have a cock that could satisfy a blue whale?"

"Jesus! She's bringing it up again?!" Mark shouts, slamming his fists on the table.

"Mark!" Paula responds.

"No Paula, I'm sick of Jessica thinking her life's so tough. Yeah, her mouth is a fucking cunt, her rear end makes it nigh on fucking impossible for her to wear pants or even a normal skirt and she has a cock hanging between her legs. So what?! She should just get over the fact that she'll never be normal like other girls her age. Everyone's got issues, even if her's are a little more fucked up than everyone else's" Mark shouts, furious at Jessica. "I'm going to eat in the lounge". Jessica's father storms out the room with his breakfast.

Paula looks at Jessica upset. "Sorry honey, you know your father. Ever since you were born, he's always found it difficult to cope with your... perks"

"Wait?! You mean I was born like this?!" Jess loudly shouts.

"Whoa, why are you acting like this? You've always known about this, what's with you today?"

"I... um, forgot" Jess states.

"Well, just this once, I'll tell you the story. Again. See Jessica, when you were born, your head came out last. Doctors were confused when you were born with a... v-word... on your face and no genitals... down below. So rare in fact that you were the only reported case. They wanted to run tests on you but I didn't allow it, so they suggested your father and I raise you as normal as possible. Your baby, toddler and early childhood years were quite difficult, particularly before you were toilet trained and you always struggled to fit in at pre-school, though you hardly ever cried. When you turned six, your voice developed and you could talk. At age ten though, that's when things started getting weirder. You had begun developing your, urm, penis and balls. It was small to start with, like a jellybean, but by the time you were thirteen, it had already become longer than your hand and now, you're eighteen and look at it. The doctors think your penis will keep growing until you're in your mid-twenties and that it's only at half it's possible maximum size now, so you're going to face plenty of problems over the next seven or so years. Your bum on the other hand started growing only three years ago. But your mouth, well, I've seen you do some... things with it. Odd things..." Paula explains in detail.

Jessica thinks she knows what her mum is refering to by 'things' and she sees her cock half-erect, almost rubbing against her sister Lizzie's knee. She feels her lips opening, swelling at the sight and feels the slightest bit of cum on her chin. Paula notices as well, as does Emma, though the twins Lizzie & Milla and other brother Ty pay no attention. Jessica instinctively grabs hold of her cock and tries to stop it, but to no avail as thoughts of fucking herself come to mind, and her cock fully erects. She flips it out from under the table, letting it stand just inches in front of her pussy, staring in both excitement and horror as a small drop of pre-cum oozes out. Paula looks on in disgust, Emma with glee, Lizzie & Milla both freak out and Ty is too busy listening to music to actually care to look. Jessica is humiliated and starts crying. "What's wrong with me?" she sobs.

"There is absolutely nothing wrong with you Jess. You're just a bit... different then most girls" Paula says, trying not to worsen the situation.

"Nah, nothing wrong sis. In fact, if you were straight up a guy, I'd let you screw my asshole" Emma laughs.

"Et... Emma! Don't be disgusting! That's your sister, not some friend of your's! Keep being rude and I'll make you wear your old boys clothes for a week" Paula growls.

"Sorry Mum. Sorry Jessica" Emma apologizes, though Paula can see she's still quite intrigued by Jessica's member.

"I'm not just different. I'm a fucking sideshow freak. I wasn't even like this yesterday"

"That's just the hangover talking sweetie" Paula says.

"No, I'm seriously. Some bitch from school, Lynette, she called me last night and played the Game of Change. I said transform because I was freaking out and I woke up like this"

"The Game of Change? You know that it's just an urban legend right?" Paula questions, not believing Jess' story.

"No! It isn't! It's fucking real alright! I have a vagina mouth, huge ass and dick because of that perverted bitch!" Jess sobs.

"Jessica, I know you hate being what you are and you like blaming other things for it all. But face it, you were born like this and there's not a thing that'll change that" Paula says, making every word sound like a lecture.

"Mum! I'm not lying... oh, what's the point? You won't believe me anyway!" Jess cries. "Fuck... does anyone else know about this, I mean my penis?"

"Apart from everyone in the house? Not many others. I think your friend Emily does, but only because she showered with you that one night. So please do try your best to hide it when you go to school today" Paula answers, as Jessica leaves the table with a glorious boner.

Wait, school! She can't go to school like this. "I'm... not going to school" Jess argues.

"Like hell you're not! Just wear your normal clothes, they're in the bathroom" Paula says in a serious tone.

Jessica sees no sense in arguing with her mother about it. She has no choice but to go to school, and risk humiliation. But at least she can find Lynette and punish her. She walks into the bathroom and sees what she assumes are her clothes. A black latex 'half-dress', which appears to be custom made, with a thong like rear to fit her ass and a three-quarter length skirt like front, clearly to hide her penis and scrotum from plain sight. Besides the half-dress are stretchy fishnet leggings, a tight-fitting black camisole, casual heels and an oddly shaped sock-like object which looks quite similar to her penis and balls. She quickly deduces that it is indeed worn on her cock, with the hole on the end of the sock being for her dick's head to poke from. She struggles with her clothes for five or so minutes before getting nearly fully dressed, at which point Emma knocks on the bathroom door.

"Ah, Jess? It's time to leave, go and get your bag and meet us in the car. Mum's taking us today, since she's got work at around ten" Emma says, her male voice more obvious than the feminine voice she tries to perfect.

"Um, yeah, hang on" Jess responds, playing with her large breasts as she puts on her camisole. When she leaves the bathroom, Emma suddenly plants a kiss on her pussy lips.

"Hmm, so that's what it tastes like. Oh well, maybe I'm bi" Emma says, gleefully skipping away.

"That was weird" Jessica tells herself.

Some time later, Paula drives Jessica and Emma to high school, and Lizzie, Milla and Ty to primary school. The younger kids are dropped off first, then Jessica and Emma. The drive itself is uneventful, though Jessica finds it difficult to sit on her ass comfortably in such a small space. After arriving at school, Jessica stops Emma from running to her bunch of friends.

"Um, Ethan... shit, sorry, Emma? Can you help me out today?" she asks.

"Um... no. What's with you today? You're weirder than usual, and that's saying something" Emma blatantly says.

"Well at least answer me this. Why is there a picture nailed to my door saying 'Cuntface McPussymouth's Room, Fuck Me or Fuck Off!'?"

"You did that about three months ago, remember? Now, leave me alone!" Emma grunts, running off.

"Fuck him, ergh, her" Jess sighs.

She looks around, quite surprised that, apart from a few disgusted and perverted looks, barely anyone cares for her presence. Entering the corridor is a different story altogether, everyone looks and some stare, particularly the same group of nerds, or "forever alone virgins" as she calls them, who she frequently bullied before Lynette took a stand against her. One douchebag even walks right up to her and pushes her right down to his pants, and she punches him square in his family jewels. She wants to find Lynette, but that'll have to wait until recess, class is almost on.

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Math class is painfully boring, though sitting next to Emily, her best friend, makes things easier. If not for her, she'd likely fall asleep from boredom.

"So, um, Emily. What do you think of the Game of Change?" Jessica seeks her friend's opinion.

"Why do you ask Jess?"

"I'm just, curious" Jess lies. Clearly she wants to tell Emily what happened to her.

"I think it's a blatantly horrendous excuse of a trick. I mean, how does one even think of the prospect of changing another's life forever. Like, how do you comprehend that your very future depends on one word and a person's opinion of you. How would you feel if someone who hated you played the game with you? They could transform you in so many twisted ways, it's hard to think of the possibilities..."

As Emily continues, Jessica starts staring at her friend's average but perky breasts. Emily musn't be wearing a bra, since her nipples are poking her button up white shirt like a broken bone. Jess' pussy starts cumming a little, running down her chin. Luckily for her, Emily notices and gestures her to wipe her chin.

"Oh, fuck, what got into me. I'm sorry Em, truly" Jess hastily apologizes.

Emily just sighs, clearly annoyed with how Jessica made her feelings for her so obvious. Jessica daydreams the rest of the lesson, two fingers sitting nicely on her pussy, white cum drooling onto the paper. The guy on the other side of Jessica takes the opportunity to take a photo and post it on social networks. Jessica wakes up at the very end of the class, the teacher clearly disgusted by the cum on her work.

The next class, Sex Education, is not among Jessica's favourites. The teacher, Ms. Abrams, is a sex-addicted MILF of a woman, she looks like she only twenty something but is really in her mid-forties. Her long-suffering son Kim, has been forced into taking the class every year. Jessica has despised Ms. Abrams, but Abrams hates Jessica even more and the poor girl has a gut feeling that things will be even worse now.

Throughout the class, Jessica tries her hardest to keep her pussymouth from cumming. It isn't helped by the fact that her teacher is wearing what must be the skimpiest clothes ever worn by a teacher; a black and red BDSM themed catsuit. Nor does it help that every thing Abrams talks is related to lesbianism, which is a huge turn-on for Jessica. Soonafter, Jessica can't help but begin masturbating, gaining Abrams' keen attention. Then her cock starts rising. "Fuck!" she cries.

"Ms. Lane, you seem to be having fun. Care to share it with everyone else?" Abrams hisses.

"No... I'm... all... good!" Jess pants.

"Come up here now! Or you'll be doomed to a F for this class" Abrams growls.

"I don't care" Jessica defiantly yells.

"GET YOUR BIG, CUNTFACED ASS UP HERE! NOW!" Abrams roars, scaring the whole class.

Jessica has already incurred Abrams' wrath, so she sees little choice. But as she stands, her cock goes full boner and grabs everyone's attention. "Well, well, well. Looks like young Ms. Lane here not only has a vagina for a mouth but also a real penis. Fascinating!" Abrams says.

"Please, please, don't do this to me" Jessica pleads.

"Ha! Beg all you want, girl. I've always thought you were more than just a cuntface. Now, get in the middle of the room and start debasing yourself!" Abrams curses. "Now, since Ms. Lane is very much a lesbian, I need four girls to undress and entertain her". The four sluttiest girls in class undress and adhere to Abrams' orders. One girl starts slapping Jessica's huge booty, another licks her pussymouth and the other two play with her breasts. Jessica instinctively grabs her cock and starts masturbating, unable to resist the humiliating pleasure.

"Class! This will be a very, very special lesson in self-control. Now, you know my rule: what happens in Sex Ed, stays in Sex Ed. If I hear anything about what happens today, I will find ways of making your lives far more humiliating than Jessica Lane's here" Abrams shouts.

For a good half hour, Jessica is being seduced by the four slutty students, while she masturbates and cum splatters on the tiles. She's utterly humiliated, yet she enjoys the sexual side of the whole situation. After quite some time, she collapses to the floor, having a mindblowing orgasm and cumming from both cock and pussy. Writhing on the floor in sexual ecstacy, she feels ashamed, used, helpless and destroyed. And Abrams stands there, laughing like some maniacal witch.

"See class, Jessica Lane has no control over her basic instincts. Like so many before her, she will always fall victim to their own sexual desires. And her humanity will soon be all but lost" Abrams says, talking like some philosopher. She turns her attention to Jessica. "You have earned a certified F, you filthy fucking animal" she snarls.

Then the bell rings and Jessica couldn't be more pleased to hear it's loud ringing. Still laying on the ground, she waits until everyone but Ms. Abrams has left. Picking herself up, she walks to her teacher.

"Thank you Ms. Abrams, I think I learnt my lesson" Jess sarcastically remarks. She puts her mouth close to Abrams' face, close enough to let her still wet pussy drip into the ear. "After I'm done with Lynette, you're next" she threatens.

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Jessica decides to search for Lynette at recess time, desperate to get revenge after that humiliating debacle in Sex Education class. Her next class though, Information Technology, is also shared with Lynette, but there's absolutely no way she'll be able do anything to Lynette in a classroom full of people. After wandering around the school for a good ten minutes, copping some disgusted looks as well, Jessica spots the nerdy bitch walking into a restroom. "This is my moment!"

Jessica walks in, locks the door and waits for Lynette to flush the toilet before making her move. When Lynette walks from the cubicle, Jessica pushes her to the ground and removes all her own cum-stained clothes, even the three-quarter length half-skirt that hid her penis. "Look what you did to me! Look at my body! You've humiliated me today you fucking bitch. I can't even talk to my best friend without becoming aroused. I got a fucking erection in my last class and was forced to masturbate in front of everyone as a lesson in self-control. Are you happy with yourself?" Jess shouts in anger.

Lynette doesn't know what to think. On one hand, she's happy to have humiliated Jessica in the way that she has. On the other hand, she's scared that Jessica might do something drastic, because she can already notice Jess' cock stiffening and mouth dripping, so fears of the transformed girl raping her come to mind. As Jessica leans in almost close enough to touch her, Lynette almost cries.

"You know what Lynette? Let's play a Game of Change"

Lynette's fears quickly wash away and she gives a feint smile. Within seconds, she says "Transform".

This is it! This is Jessica's moment of sweet, cold revenge. Finally, she can humiliate Lynette in more ways than Lynette did to her. "Very well, I was hoping you'd say that. How about... hmm... your nose turns into a twelve centimetre long penis, you grow donkey ears and tail and your anus turns into a constantly wet vagina. This will happen in about two minutes. And to add insult to changes, most people will think you've always been like this".

Lynette just keeps smiling and laughs. Jessica, confused, asks her why.

"Hahaha, don't you remember? You can't even play the game on other people, because whatever you say will affect you instead, on top of what you already have. Haha! Have fun with your cocknose and assgina, biatch"

"What?..." Jessica panics. But it's too late, she can already feel her pussymouth shrinking slightly so that the area where her nose used to be can grow to become a penis. A few moments later, her new penis quickly forms, stretching out several inches and becoming rock hard.

"Nooooo..." Jessica cries, while Lynette laughs, slapping Jessica's huge butt, making her cum a little from both cocks. Jessica sees her ears changing in the mirror, quickly resembling donkey ears, and her tail sits atop her oversized ass. She then feels her anus quickly becoming a wet, sopping vagina, though she can't even see it with the size of her ass. After a few minutes of crying, Jessica looks up at Lynette.

"I fucking HATE you!" she curses.

"Good. I'm glad you do. With all the misery you've caused me throughout school, something like this was the only way to finally teach you a lesson" Lynette says, in the most sadistic, sinister tone possible. "So, we're going to play a Game of Change, and you will say Obey, lest I transform you beyond your worst nightmares".

"No Lynette, I'm not playing your fucked up Game of Change. I hate you and want you to die" Jess sobs.

"Think about the next fifty seconds wisely"

Just as Jessica's time is almost up, she blurts out 'Obey'.

"Smart girl. Now, you will remain in this restroom until sunset. No one will get in because I've got the only key. But you will masturbate at least four times, and fuck yourself at least once before you leave. Once every hour while you're in here, you will look in the mirror and play the Game of Change with yourself, and your answer will be Transform each time. When you say transform, you will say something random each time and whatever you say will be added to what you already have. After you leave the restroom, you will call your friend Emily via a public phonebooth and play the Game of Change. Whatever she says, you will ensure that she has dick arms and one other transformation by morning. When you go home, you will convince your transsexual brother that you were transformed and then play the Game of Change with her. You will grant her desire of being fully female, but totally humiliate her with another change of your choosing. That is all" Lynette says.

"You... you want to ruin me?" Jess cries.

"No, I want you to suffer for everything you've done to me. And this is what it's gonna take. I don't care what happens to you, or anyone else you love. I'm giving back to you and the people you love all the suffering that you alone have caused me. Goodbye Jessica, we may never meet again" Lynette says quite sinisterly, before leaving Jessica stuck in the restroom for the next several hours.

See my FurAffinity account, where most of my stuff is found: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/thetransformationguru/

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Re: GoC: Worst Day of Her Life

Really loving this.

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dorintf wrote:

Really loving this.

Me too!!

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My only problem with these things are that there's no give and take, and that the initiator can always somehow protect themselves easily.  The GoC should have innate properties that causes the game to disregard any protections an initiator attempts to create.  There also should be a limit to the transformations, say three per transform.  Also, the victims' Game of Change can't be affected by the initiator (i.e. you can't target me, anything you say for transform instead happens to you, etc.).  There are some ways around this, i.e. you can never speak to or about me ever again (or even think about), or 'Any transformative idea you speak of will happen to you' (this doesn't prevent it from happening to the victims' victim, just causes it to happen to both initiator and victim).

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randumbdave wrote:

My only problem with these things are that there's no give and take, and that the initiator can always somehow protect themselves easily.  The GoC should have innate properties that causes the game to disregard any protections an initiator attempts to create.  There also should be a limit to the transformations, say three per transform.  Also, the victims' Game of Change can't be affected by the initiator (i.e. you can't target me, anything you say for transform instead happens to you, etc.).  There are some ways around this, i.e. you can never speak to or about me ever again (or even think about), or 'Any transformative idea you speak of will happen to you' (this doesn't prevent it from happening to the victims' victim, just causes it to happen to both initiator and victim).

Something like that is one thing I'd like to explore in the next part. See, Lynette may be many things and is quick to point them out, but one thing she doesn't realize about herself is that she's quite foolish, stubborn and desperate. Those three issues, among others, will lead to her downfall. Now I'm not saying that things will be easier for Jessica, but in the next part, she'll exploit a law/rule of the GoC that Lynette has intentionally broken, just to make sure things worked as planned. A rule that has severe repercussions if broken.

See my FurAffinity account, where most of my stuff is found: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/thetransformationguru/

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See, that I like.  Unless she's a demon, Lynette really shouldn't be as powerful as she was making herself out to be.

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I would love to  see the next chapter it sounds like you have some fun transformations in store for the characters