Troy was out, enjoying himself as usual, which for him meant bullying any poor unfortunate soul who went into his path. Clad in a tight white t-shirt, a denim jacket, blue jeans and sneakers, Troy was a member of the local, small town football team. This, plus his powerful, rich business owning father meant he could and did get away with anything and everything. At about six foot four and close to two hundred and ten pounds of sheer muscle, Troy was not the type you messed with if you valued your health. Especially in regards to the fact he had a hair trigger temper on a good day. His reputation with the cheerleaders was nothing short of deplorable.
As he strode through his market full of outsiders, offering snide comments at anyone his age, he bumped into a mousy young woman who looked like she had just gotten home from a funeral, going by the amount of black she was wearing. He chuckled, this looked like fun, "Hey, cutie, wanna move up on the social ladder in town?"
She tried her best, apparently, to ignore Troy's blatant advances, prompting him to complete the pick up line;
"Then you gotta climb on to my ladder!"
She supposed that small towns had this kind of hick-like repute, of small town football players used to getting away with everything. But she was not his typical victim. She did not rise to his challenge, nor did she rebuke him in any way that would've allowed him to continue his verbal haranguing.
"Hey, bitch, I'm talking to you!" He evidently took umbrage at this, and grabbed her wrist as she started to walk away, "I want sex. I've been horny since this morning. I get what I want in this town, got it?"
She knew his type all too well. And she knew how she dealt with his type.
Troy felt a sudden heat wash over him, and he faltered on his feet, letting go of the girl. She took off once the coast was clear and her curse was readily in place. She knew in a few days, he would dread the day he harassed Lienna Loring. As a witch, she had a large number of spells she could've used to afflict him, but she figured she could do the most damage to this predator by turning him...oh so slowly...into something everyone thought of him, but were too afraid to say. He would watch as his humanity slowly left him...
He would be the big, dumb ape everyone knew him to be!
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By the time Troy regained his footing and shook the dizziness and glare from his eyes, the young woman he had harassed was gone. Shaking his head, he scowled - he did not take failure any better than he took refusal. She'd pay for that, damn outcast freak.
However, as he returned home and enjoyed himself, thoughts of the girl faded from his mind in favor of indulging himself with his equally deplorable girlfriend Dana. She was at his side in all things, but especially in the bullying and the vile acts. Their partnership was even said to extend to marriage plans. While he did not mistreat her - she had her own rich daddy - he extended his displeasures to other young women.
Hence, as he slept, far later that night in his bed, for his act against Lienna, he would...