Isabella groaned as she laid in bed. Her body felt weird all night. Was it the food they gave at school? Whatever. She stood up and walked to her dresser to get ready. It seemed the only things in there were tee-shirts, skirts, jackets and sweaters, longs pants, shorts, and a whole lot of dresses.
Isabella felt compelled to put on a sparkling blue dress so... she did. She walked over her bookshelf and grabbed some make up. First, she decorated her lips with the glittery pink lipstick, and then applied the same color eyeshadow. She applied a bit of blush and OH MY GOD WHAT HAPPENED TO HER BODY?
Isabella was now shaped like an hourglass instead of her jock figure earlier. Her breasts were also noticeably bigger, jumping up a cup to a D cup. She wanted to scream, to take her anger out on something... or someone. But that could wait. She admired her new figure a bit, before walking downstairs and grabbing her backpack,
She walked to school, the anger from before building back up. But instead of violence, she just said rude comments like "You have the audacity to come to school dressed in... in that? Disgusting." Or "You're so worthless, you should just give up already."
She walked around, making those comments to everyone before she saw her friends. They were all wearing the same dress as her. Great minds think alike! She smiled as they walked over to mentally and physically bully someone and she found herself joining in. This was nice! Letting these punks know how she felt everyday of her life before coming to this school.
In class, she barely paid attention to the lesson, just chatting with her friends, casually tripping someone "by accident".
By the end of the day, thet had bullied at least 20 people, and were not planning on stopping that anytime soon.