Brad Anderson

It was sophomore year and Brad Anderson was your classic douchebag, created by the usual way of always getting what they wanted.

It had been pretty easy for Brad to cheat the system up until now, it was all about appearances after all. Help a couple old lady’s cross the street and show the other kids who was boss with intimidation, soon everyone was convinced he was a true Alpha male. Blessing began to pile on as he grew older, which were admired and envied by all.

Looking at Brad you knew instantly he had been gifted. Standing at 6,5 feet, dark blond hair and green eyes, his body covered in toned muscles that made the lady’s drool. If you cast your eyes downward you could see the large bulge straining against his zipper. At least 25 inches long erect, and as thick as a soda can his cock was the talk of the town. Naturally his less obvious magical ability was equally impressive, and allowed greater control over his peers.

Brad had not used his gifts for good as most Alphas had. Instead of helping people he had used it to make other people suffer.

An irritating hobby of Brads was when he whistled, causing everyone around him to become aroused especially if it was inconvenient. How he’d steal other peoples girlfriend and leave them unable to fuck there old boyfriends for a week due to stretching them out. Even going as far as challenging people to push them just far enough to get punishments, laughing at the misfortune it causes.

Worst of all was that he never did any work, always forcing the Betas to complete homework and minor tasks he could easily do himself. Even his fellow Alphas began to resent him as he ruined every event or party by making it all about himself.

The day before his 19th birthday was when it all began to end for Brad. News of his behaviour had finally reached higher authority’s, who had in turn began investigating these rumours. Discussions were held about consequences and a decision was made. Brad Anderson would be stripped of his blessings and be granted a number of adequate punishments instead.

Squirming in his bed as his body is overcome with warmth. His body morphing and pink sparks floating around the room. With only a year left until the changes became permanent, Brad is surely doomed.