Perhaps from nostalgia, perhaps driven by some unknowable destiny, the Ghost found itself at a high school. Drifting about, a noise attracted his attention - the sports field. Moving closer, the ghost observed a group of jocks clustering around a weedy kid.
The bulky ring-leader of the group was laying into the kid. "Hey little Joe what's the matter don't you have any muscles?" he said, shoving him into the mud, laughing, "What are you, a little girl posing as a boy? You're pathetic weakling, you'll never have any power. Ha."
The other jocks laughed, some kicking him as they left, heading for the changing rooms. Only one guy on the sportsfield didn't laugh. Jake, having been a late starter himself, stayed away, unhappy about how the others had treated Joe, but not bold enough to do anything about it
Hearing the idea of Joe being a girl posing as a boy, the Ghost was excited and inspired - he had found his target and entered Joe's body. Starting slowly, the Ghost decided to change the boy slowly, nothing to noticeable at first. Thinking the aches across his body were from his beating, Joe ran for the showers. Little did he know, his insides were changing: his balls stopped producing sperm, becoming ovaries and moving upwards. His underwhelming penis shrivelled slightly as his hips began to widen and his chest gained a little fat.