She was a complete and total bitch. Jenny was relentless to anyone around her. Over the next few days, she chose violence. To the other students, Jenny’s personality seemed to completely flip on its head. She would usually hang with the other cheerleaders before class, but on that first day she instead walked into the locker-room where they kept their uniforms and set the trashcan on fire. No one could prove it was her, but the few people who saw her leave started the rumor mill.
Her new choice of attire wasn’t earning any favors either. The teachers called her out several times at the beginning of the day for being disruptive, and outright harassing the other students in her class. This continued throughout the day, as the staff were dumbfounded by her complete change in personality.
Some thought she just had a rough time with Jeff, and that he might just be in hot water and that was the reason for her bad temper. What seemed to confirm their suspicions was when she took jabs at Jeff. When she passed by him in the hallway, she used a little box cutter to snip the straps of his backpack, sending it tumbling to the floor. Later, a couple of students heard her talking to him, “Hey loser, bold move standing near me with such an ugly face. Have you tried dipping it in acid, I’m sure it would do you some favors?” When another cheerleader, Mara who Jenny never really liked, confronted her about it, Jenny blew off all her concerns about a so-called change in personality. Instead, she started talking shit to Mara about Jeff, calling him a tiny dicked wimp who didn’t deserve to have her as a girlfriend.
But this was Jeff’s fantasy. He wanted a girlfriend who was also his bully. Watching her mind of mayhem go wild made him rock solid all day. Her slutty schoolgirl outfit was doing her no favors. He fantasized about pinning her down and giving the most passionate hate-sex of their lives.
Once she had done enough Jeff dragged her to the side. And that was a very literal drag. She seemed to be actively repulsed by his touch. He pulled her into a cleaning closet, and locked the door from the inside. He called her out on how she’s been acting, about her bitchy behavior.
The roll of her eyes.
The slack of her jaw.
The cross of her arms.
It made Jeff so horny. Jenny noticed this and it disgusted her. She knew she was done with him.
“What are you gonna do about it Jeff. I know you switched my pain and pleasure, so unless you plan to undo what you already did, I think I’ll just… KEEP… treating you like the
worthless…
pathetic…
LOSER, you are. In fact, I hardly think I can call you my boyfriend anymore. Jeff, we’re break-”
Before she could keep going, Jeff grabbed her by the throat with both hands. He forced her up against the wall behind her. She tried to scream but barely a squeak came out. If she had still been normal, she might have tried to fight back too.
He shoved his rod around her panties and up her pussy. He used his left hand to keep her pinned and his right hand to rip her panties off. Then he started thrusting her up and down on the brick wall. She made gagging sounds that almost made him want to let go, but he knew letting her go would be a big mistake.
Jenny’s inverted senses were making her so horny. Getting suddenly pinned and choked wasn’t a fantasy she ever had before, but the way Jeff forced her into the wall and raped her felt romantic. The usual pain that would come with this scenario were pure bliss. The only thing she didn’t like was that it was Jeff. She couldn’t explain it, but she hated that it was him doing this to her.
When he finally came inside her, she felt surprisingly proud. It made Jenny feel like she was hot enough to get raped, and that made her happy. Jeff dropped her to the ground. She sat there, slumped over for a little while. It took a while for her to regain her bearings enough to say something to Jeff.
“Fine, we’re together for now.” Jenny did her best to straighten out her tiny miniskirt, which did nothing to hide the cum dripping out her naked pussy. “That won’t work next time though.” Jenny climbed to her feet and walked off, disheveled. Her mascara ran down her face, and her clothes were a little torn. She swayed her hips with every step, taunting Jeff to try that again. Jeff just admired the view and made plans for what to do to his bitch of a girlfriend.