The smell of strawberry enveloped the room at 3:00 AM. The smell turned into pink smoke that circled around Issy. When it surrounded her, she started to grow. She used to be short, 4'9 at least, but she shot up to her friends size at 5'7. Her pale skin turned perfectly tanned and all scratches, hair, marks or anything else on her body just disappeared, including the at the top of her head. Her eyes (which were closed,) changed color from blue to green and blue hair burst out of the top of her head and went all the way down to her butt, which was way longer then her old hair. Her breasts jumped up to her friends size, but a bit smaller at D size. Her ass grew bigger and wider as well and her waist shrinked, leaving her with something that looked very much like Brees body. The old Isabella was barley recognizable.
Her mind also began to warp. Thoughts of hurting people, money, hot guys and pretty girls, gossiping, bullying, power, fame all of the stuff she would have in the group flooded her head and became normal behavior. Her strength increased while she was thinking of hurting people to get what she wanted. Her pattern of speech changed as well, becoming similar to Trish's. Paying attention in class was no longer something she needed or wanted to do. In fact, she believed she'd never once done it. Everything was handed to her, even her grades. Her parents allowed her to live on her own at 16 years.
Reality also started to shift a bit. Isabella was always the hottest girl in her old school, no contest. She wasn't a playgirl or anything though. Isabella went by Issy permanently now. Instead of worrying about deadlines, she worried about not being able to meet her friends or other things like that. She was always rude, even at 3 years old.
At 7:00 AM, she finally opened her eyes. Issy looked in the mirror and did a pose, and she could have looked like a model. She walked over to her closet and noticed all of her clothes had changed, but reality quickly shifted to that it was always her wardrobe. Issy suddenly grabbed a random outfit and put it on. It was a black bra covered by a pink crop-top that showed massive cleavage. Her shorts were blue and and they were the size of men's underwear. She put on heels and put on makeup, which is something the old Isabella would never do, but she was gone anyway. She finished and grabbed her bag. After reading one or two stories on cyoc.net she left to school with her purse.
Issy arrived at the front of the school and kids from all groups, apart from the bimbos, stared at her in awe and amazement. She winked at one of the bullies and she blushed and looked away. Issy had her eye on her. She walked into the school and continued until she found her friends. They were wearing the same clothes as her. They complimented her on her looks and she blushed and giggled a bit.
"Thanks..." She twirled her hair. The bell rung and they went into class. The teacher looked at her for a second, seemingly awestruck by her beauty, but she went on teaching. Issy didnt bother to pay attention, and gossiped with her friends about the nerds. The bully from earlier was caught staring at her and Issy fliped her hair, leaving the girl to cover up a nosebleed she got.
After finishing her nails, she just read a magazine. She wouldn't have to work hard for anything anymore, and she finally fit in. Perfect. Issy giggled one last time, before the bell rung and she walked out of class with her friends.