Alice, Your Bully

Alice sighed, grateful to finally have some time alone with Tracy’s body. Well, it’s her body now. Alice grinned as her hands went to cup her new breasts. Such a goddess doesn’t deserve to be with that loser. She thought, stepping closer to look at herself in the mirror.

Tracy stared back at her, although the expression of twisted joy was all Alice. Just my luck that loser came over when I was just starting to get comfortable, Alice thought, once again stripping off Tracy’s top.

Her breath hitched when the top came off, revealing those perfect breasts held together by the blue bra which barely managed to contain them. Lower than her breasts was her stomach which was flat and had abs as well. Alice ran her hands over them, sighing at how hard Tracy’s muscles were but contrasted with how soft her skin was.

Alice flexed in the mirror, grinning when she saw the muscles along Tracy’s arms. While Tracy wasn’t as muscular as Alice was, she did manage to attract far more boys than Alice ever did and, while it stung to admit it, Alice was jealous of Tracy for that.

How and why did she end up with Tim? The loser who almost no one cares about? Alice didn’t know. Did that loser even have any friends? She never saw him with anyone whenever she picked on him. It’s almost sad really, Alice mused, glancing at the door, his only friend and now I’m inside her! What a loser.

Cautiously, Alice made her way over to the door and pressed an ear against it. She could still hear Tim walking around. Great. Alice thought, frowning, Just great. I should have told him to leave before I came in here, but I just panicked.

Alice sat down on Tracy’s bed. What to do? What to do?