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Chaos picked up the ringing phone and listened for a few moments, then hung up the phone.
"We have a suggestion. Let's go back to where the story began and introduce a little bit of variety. I'm sure people can come up with more interesting events. Maybe something more than just latino hunks. In the process, maybe some of the grammar can be corrected."
A Chaos servant flashed into the scene and handed Chaos a device. Chaos activated the device, and the world started moving again, only backwards.
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essop sih steg dorraJ
pU thgiR gnimmuC retakS weN enO
skcor gnitaks ,eduD
hctaW s'rehtafdnarG s'kraM
nwo reiht fo eno otni keeg a ekam skcoJ
With the stories undone, Chaos deactivated the device, then looked around.
"Now, lets start again, but with something more interesting." Chaos disappeared in a puff of smoke, and the scene began again. Chaos made the first change as the story played out, and then left the events open to others.
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NEW TITLE: Jocks get hold of a nerd
Simon was a big nerd. He was a late bloomer, and as such was quite slender. He also lacked courage, both physically and socially. One day after school, he found that he was running late. He had a science group to get to. They were doing some chemistry experiments today, and he didn't wan't to miss anything.
He decided to take a shortcut he had found. It ran right through the Male Locker Room. He grabbed his backpack, ran to the locker room, paused for a breath, then sneaked into it. He looked around as he entered, and saw nobody.
Taking a deep breath, he dashed towards the other door. He was only meters away when the door opened to admit three of the largest members of the football team. Before he could stop himself, he ran straight into the middle one, Jonathan, and was knocked cold.
When he came to, he was tied up in a chair, and was surrounded by the huge jocks of the school football team. They were laughing at him and rummaging through his backpack. He looked around at the huge men, and it took a moment to realise that they were all naked.
He looked down to see Jonathan grabbing his shorts. With a pull, they came off. Jonathan then pulled his underwear off. Little simon was revealed, and all of the jocks were laughing at the small flaccid member. One of the jocks, Luke, he thought, pulled a stoppered test-tube from his backpack and held it up in front of the others.
Summoning what courage he could, Simon thought about his girlfriend, Jenny. His member began to swell, growing rapidly, reaching its full eight inch length in moments. He felt smug as every jock gasped simultaneously. What none of the neanderthalic jocks had known was that all of his growth had been focussed down there, leaving the rest of his body underdeveloped.
"How da fuck did ya get a dick like dat?" one of the jock asked.
Simon had an idea. "I just drank a little of the liquid in that test-tube. Have some. Be careful. More than a small amount, and everything reverses - you'll become a woman." Simon kept a straight face, but he felt like laughing and dancing.
Jonathan grabbed the tube off Luke and unstoppered it. He was about to down the entire contents, but at the last second he stopped himself and just tipped a few drops onto his tongue. He swallowed, then passed the tube to another jock. The tube was passed around the entire group, and then the tube was stoppered again and Jonathan put it into the pocket of his pants, which were laying on a nearby bench.
"How long will it...?" Jonathan began to ask, but suddenly he couldn't talk. In moments, all of the jocks were grunting and coughing, trying to clear their throats.
Simon smiled broadly. They had fallen for it hook, line, and sinker. He watched as, one by one, they collapsed to the floor.
Simon looked at Jonathan. "You see, Jonny, that vial did not contain a penis growth substance. I have three of those vials, each one does something different, but you will not like what any of them do. One makes any man who drinks it female. The second transforms the drinker into a random animal. The third regresses the drinker to age 5. In all three cases, the drinker stays that way for three weeks, and they lose all willpower during that time. I think I will enjoy this."
With that, Simon began to laugh, unable to control his mirth. In just ten minutes, he would be able to order any of these jocks to do what he wanted. Without willpower, they would have no choice but to obey.