Demoted Among Peers

Jane and Nina were shocked at first, and eventually, the confusion wore away as they **** the genie to demonstrate the perceived unwillingness to put the gym uniform on again. She could only look down at the grey shirt, and red shorts that served as the young genie’s **** device remained at her ankles. That’s when Tiffany took control of the narrative and explained as the naked girl winced and flinched from the names and the story.

“No way, that’s crazy!” Nina gasped as she continued to babble in shock, “Jessica Edwards has a **** FETISH with….”

“Fucking Simon Harris, and that’s not all,” Tiffany growled, “She even cheated on Brad with him! That’s why Brad fought Simon! And Simon avoided trouble, too! I bet she had something to do with that, too!”

The dirty blonde Jane smirked and looked down, disgusted at the Head Cheerleader crouched naked on the gym floor after being dragged out from the locker room floor. All the girls were unknowing of Jessica Myers’ true origin…

…including Myers, herself, but that didn’t stop her from digging into as many mental scabs embarrassing and exposing the future Prom Queen whenever possible.

The genie attempted to move, only to be tugged back on the leash held by the platinum blonde and raven-haired young woman.

“Do it again.”

The golden blonde shakily raised the shorts up, attempting to put them on her legs. But, unfortunately, and now predictably, instead, her body shot her arm through the wrong leg hole. The genie again **** to shut her eyes and stop herself from attempting another effort at crying. The future-Prom Queen now reduced to looking away in utter shame and embarrassment as Jane cackled at the sight of her.

“That’s pathetic! You won’t even put on shorts? What is wrong with you?”

She flinched and trembled under further scolding as her cheeks turned red.

Jessica Edwards, Queen of the School, was being outed by her own best friend and the transformed form of her ex-boyfriend-turned-doppelgänger. Both now spoke of the most popular girl in Eastlake as a total freak with a **** fetish that had cheated on her boyfriend with the thickheaded dork who she secretly harbored as her partner the entire time.

“So wait, Jessica actually LIKES Sam’s loser brother?”

“Likes him? More like obsessed!” Jessica Myers smiled with an arrogant laugh and pulled the Head Cheerleader back onto her feet by surprise, her hand smacking the bare ass of the girl created to resemble and replace.

“Jessie here has been Simon’s witto pet the whole time, isn’t that right, Jessie?”

Jessica’s emerald eyes glared back at the icy blue ones flashing right back with a smug sense of satisfaction. Tiffany tugged harshly on the leash to get her attention, her friends face still glared at disgust at the blonde,

“No! Bad! Get moving!”

Her mouth went agape as Tiffany hissed those words toward her. Jessica’s fear once again overrode her anger, her arms curled around her naked breasts, and her shoulders shrunk into themselves. The once-defiant emerald eyes went downcast at her bare toes on the floor. She gulped as her tongue became tied in knots.

In some perverse way, she felt she deserved this outcome. She had slandered Simon for years, labeling him as her stalker, her auburn-haired boy as a dorkish menace, a weirdo, that stared at her….

Her squad, friends, were punishing her for her actions, but at the same time, this was cruel and abusive. Even as her Master, the fucking owner of his own personal genie, Simon had treated her with kindness, had humored any of her impulses. Even when she had to do embarrassing things, the cheerleader always felt safe when her childhood companion was around or the one doing them. But Jessica knew wholeheartedly; this wasn’t what he wanted for his genie. Simon wanted her to be herself; Her Simon wanted her to feel free to explore her urges and feelings. Master wanted her to be her true self.

Everyone else didn’t want that.

Why?

Why would they treat her like this? Was she really this bad toward other people? Wasn’t the blonde the most popular girl in school? Didn’t they remember all the things she did to get there?

All the ways she helped or…

Her heart stopped.

…or hurt them?

“Let’s go, Edwards! Front and center!” Jane’s voice barked.

The blonde bombshell caught off guard. Her new leash yanked forcefully from the front, her back pushed aggressively from behind as she stumbled across the floor until she felt the hardwood surface of the gym underneath her bare feet and toes. Above her, lighting from the sun outside, florescent bulbs inside made the naked cheerleader spin around in a panic. Jessica’s body flushed from the sheer terror of her embarrassment as the rest of her squad was waiting only feet away while Tiffany pulled her forward with the pink leash around her Master’s gift of the golden choker.

Jessica wanted to cry, she wanted to run, and she wanted the friends she had to stop and treat her more like a human being…

…the thing she never was.

The fact that her years of being the best girl in the school, the top of her game, the head cheerleader, the hot one, the blonde bombshell “It” Girl, dubbed the Queen of Eastlake…the years she spent trying to get them all to like her…admire her...notice her...

It was nothing more than ammo now. Just ammo. More reason to scold the blonde for what she really was. What her doppelgänger had dubbed her to her face.

A Fraud. Nothing but a fraud.

All these years playing pretend without even knowing. Jessica Edwards was no average cheerleader, no normal high school girl. She was a fucking genie.

She was Simon Harris’ Genie. She belonged to Simon. The young man and childhood friend had been the only one to ever care about her; that she needed to care about her.

Jessica felt her heart and face twist at the idea of having spent so much time wanting to be idolized by the type of girls that her so-called friends were. As she looked between Jane, Nina, her blasted clone, and the raven-haired cheerleader who dragged her naked body ahead with a leash, the more she realized the void that had existed in her heart.

The same void that she tried to fill when he was gone…

“Master…Master, is the game over yet? Did you win? Are you coming to practice? Are you there, Master?” she called out to him through their link.

It at least allowed her the opportunity to focus away from the current situation. The group of young women gasped, shocked, at their Captain being led out on a leash, in the nude, and **** to stand up in front of them. No longer able to hide from their eyes or voices.

Jessica clenched her face shut as she wished for Simon to come back.

At this point, the prospect of dinner or a bath was less appealing to her than for him to walk in at that moment and tell her she could stop, that they would just go home, wherever he wanted their home to be. If he fixed this, she would never complain about another one of his outfits ever again, no matter how outrageous, so long as he came through that door. She wouldn’t protest anything he wanted to do. All he had to do was just walk through that double door.

Myers suddenly stuck her foot out while the genie lost focus. Again, Jessica felt herself stumble and trip over as she had done to her Master so many times during their High School lives. The genie flipped forward and landed in front of her squad. Gasps and mutters broke out among the group of teen girls at the sight of their Captain’s nude body on the floor.

Quietly and increasingly red in the face, the blonde bombshell covered her breasts with one arm, then her pussy with the other as she looked down at the floor and knew that all the eyes were on her. The genie felt a knot in her throat preventing her from talking—the nightmare of showing up to practice or class wearing nothing now her new reality. The teenager’s feet squirmed and twisted on the cold hardwood as they searched for any source of warmth.

“What the hell is going on?”

“Oh my god, is she really freaking naked right now?”

“Is that a leash on her? What’s with that?”

Thank goodness Sam wasn’t here to see this, the genie thought.

Unfortunately, that didn’t exclude anyone else, as their comments showed. Jessica curled up into herself more tightly as they all looked down on her. The blonde’s face turned red along with her body as her throat remained dry.

Tiffany stepped forward, as did the doppelgänger Myers as the teens pushed the genie forward and tugged on her leash. The naked girl stumbled as she fell over on the floor with her ass in full view and her nipples smooshed against the hardwood floors of the gym. Her pussy fully exposed to both the raven-haired cheerleader and amused clone.

“All in good time, ladies! We’ll explain everything when Coach gets here!” Tiffany announced.

Then everyone stopped at the sound of the doors opening as if on cue.

Jessica spun her head and shot her emerald eyes, hoping for any relief to her plight. Had her Master finally heard her?

Instead, the blonde’s face turned pale at the sight of her transformed cheer coach as she cat-walked into the gym. While the Coach wasn’t fully nude as the Captain of her Varsity squad was on the floor, she came extremely close to her in that new outfit.

As per her Master’s wish, Peralez was clothed in nothing more than a white spandex sports bikini that molded to her ass and camel toe with a black elastic waistband and a matching tube top that barely got around her enlarged set of breasts. Unlike last week’s stern and authoritative coach, this transformed Latina was a bubbling ball of happiness and horny. Her breasts bounced in unison with her tightly clothed ass as her hips swayed provocatively. Jessica had never seen her coach reduced to such a state in all her time at Eastlake.

She was practically ready for the pole more than the training mat. Her new breasts bounced and nearly mesmerized her as Miss Littlewood attempted with her hips.

What had Kevin done to her? The cheerleader thought as her emerald eyes widened.

Or worse? As she remembered her Master’s words. What had Coach Peralez allowed Kevin to do to her? What was her coach willing to do for that perverted bastard? Were these changes because of Kevin, or was there something else that made Peralez want to be a student’s sex toy?

In any case, instead of an ally against Kevin, the genie faced another thrall or accomplice to his misdeeds. The next few moments would prove that.

Jessica felt her hands clench down tightly on herself to keep covered, but the bouncing and jiggling Latina chirped and clapped all her girls to gather around for an important announcement. Peralez’s demeanor reminded her of a bubbly and cheerful girl ready to wave her pom-poms at any moment.

“Okay, girls! Gather around and form the circle! Yes! Yes!”

The Head Cheerleader remained frozen in place as the others all gathered around their transformed coach and continued to keep her naked and on the leash in Tiffany’s hand. Only one person in her squad seemed to think anything that was happening was wrong.

“Jessica!” a familiar voice whispered to the genie’s right.

Cassie, dressed in her black spandex outfit from the day before, stealthily weaved her way around and to the naked teenager’s right, her eyes set on her Captain, cheeks turning pink when she saw her up close. The typically spirited pixie, at a loss, as she waved her arms around and whispered to her,

“Cap, why are you naked? Are you okay? What’s going on….”

Before she could continue, Jessica Myers wrapped an arm around the brunette. She laughed, the original Jessica looking up worriedly from the floor at her still-seemingly sane teammate, “Don’t worry, Cassie. You’ll find out in just a moment!”

The icy blue gaze affixed on her made Jessica’s naked form shrink into the ball again. She shivered from the cold air in the room and the nervous energy that swelled within her. Her hands gripped tightly to cover herself, face flushed as her eyes darted down at her breasts and bare feet. The blonde couldn’t bring herself to even look at the brunette pixie after that. Worse still, the circle had placed her right in the middle of all of them once again.

With that, attention turned back to the barely clothed Latina who tugged at the black waistband from the back of her sports bikini, making it stretch tightly around her ass. The genie had a hard time looking away from her transformed coach as the occasional glance escaped her downcast gaze. Since it was her Master, and not Kevin, who had wished for her coach’s new outfit, it was easy for Jessica’s mind to wonder if she would not wind up with a similar uniform. A finger twitched in front of her pussy folds, but a quick tug by Tiffany on her leash snapped the genie’s focus back up.

Peralez’s face began pouting as she still failed to notice her naked student and Captain on the floor.

“Girls, I have good news and bad news. The bad news is our season has been cut short due to the incident yesterday involving members of the football team. I know, I know it’s not what you want to hear, but there’s nothing I can do to fix that….”

Groans and whines broke out amongst her squad, and Jessica once again felt the snap tug of the leash around her neck as she almost lost her footing. Tiffany coldly glared at her as the nude Captain shrunk herself more with a look of anxiety.

“We’re still looking at ways to save the season, but it doesn't look good…the administration is keeping options open….”

Peralez then danced around and began clapping her hands in front of her bouncing bosom with a bright smile and chirped to life, her body giggling with enthusiasm,

“But, but, but! I’ve also got good news, of course! I’ve learned that we can still be ready for other events this year, should they appear! We were already qualifying for regionals this year! And we have a new addition to our team that I think will go a long way to improve ourselves for that! So please, my Tigresses, welcome our new Co-Captain! Jessica Myers!”

Co-Captain?

Jessica felt her face pale as her doppelgänger backflipped her way into a full-leg split in the middle of the circle, then flipped her hair with a smile to everyone who applauded. Tiffany tugged on her leash and seethed under her breath to the naked cheer captain in her vice grip while smiling to everyone, forcibly dragging her from the center and pulling her up onto her bare toes.

The raven-haired cheerlead growled into her ear, “Clap, Whore.”

Slowly the genie moved her hands away and began to clap her hands together in front of her exposed breasts to humor the increasingly ruthless friend. She gulped nervously and remained unable to speak, but the blonde wanted to scream the moment she saw the platinum blonde soak up and in all the attention.

Jessica’s attention, accolades were being stolen from the naked cheerleader by the former Brad Myers right in front of her!

After a couple of claps, the genie returned to covering herself with her hands in obvious distress. Her emerald eyes darted around in suspicion as she watched her squad applaud and smile at the new girl, who stood and took a playful bow. She began to see this whole moment was utter madness.

She began to sweat from the anxiety as it twisted at her insides. The collared cheerleader gripped down on herself, only remembering she was holding her pussy and breasts. The golden blonde hair moved as she shook her head, trying to end the moment.

When she opened her eyes, the genie found that both Jessicas had their locked eyes on one another once Myers flipped her hair and ominously smirked at her. The genie flinched as she tried to recognize that same look that had once been on her own face. Her icy blue eyes even imitated how she used to circle her head when eyeing someone in her way. That intimidation factor was obvious, as was that devilish glint in her eye. Her clone was up to something...

Jessica Myers then leaped off the ground without using her arms and took a bow. Again, her aura and mannerisms drew attention to herself.

“Thank you, everyone!” the platinum blonde chirped, “I’m grateful for the opportunity! I know I’m stepping into some big shoes here! So I hope not to squander them!”

She clasped her hands in front of her chest, “And thank you to Coach Peralez! I hope to make you all proud!”

The genie pouted as she remained silent while the young woman spoke and flaunted more of her stolen charm and charisma to her teammates. Jessica felt as her shoulders shrunk again when Myers went about going off one-by-one, naming all her teammates as she pointed at them until the inevitable.

“…then there’s Lauren, Cassie, Nina, Kasey, and of course my bestest pal in the whole world!”

The doppelgänger curtsied cutely and blew a kiss to the raven-haired cheerleader that continued to hold her by the collar and then turned her eyes, along with everyone else’s, to the naked Captain among them.

“Annnnd…Edwards, Jessica Edwards.”

Then came the inevitable flinch as Kevin’s perverted copy of the genie hovered over the original, tapping her finger playfully against her lip. Then holding her other hand underneath her chin, as if pondering what to say while already knowing for dramatic effect, “What I’ve heard about you goes without saying…doesn’t it?”

The tease of what she potentially knew, already experiencing what damage she had already done to her so rapidly, made Jessica gulp and feel her face begin to melt. Instead of being the typically commanding and energetic presence among the cheerleaders, the Head Cheerleader had her tongue twist in her mouth like a terrified child. Once again reduced to acting less the Popular Queen and more the shy and skittish outcast.

Then the transformed teacher finally caught on, surprised by her appearance, “Jessica Edwards! Young lady, what are you doing? Where are your clothes?”

Jessica felt her face surge with heat and her eyes bulging and trying to escape their sockets. Her coach scolded her for lacking clothing? The disbelief in the genie’s face was evident, especially when the same coach showed up less dressed than a bunch of teenage girls! The blonde’s mouth finally opened again and tried to develop a cohesive response. Her face shot over to Tiffany in protest.

“B-But Coach! Th-They, They t-t-t….”

Her voice gave out again as the number of stares overwhelmed the young woman who darted her embarrassed appearance to the floor again,

“I-I-I…I didn’t….”

It was so hard to talk for the poor blonde that she had to swallow as her squad muttered to themselves, “I don’t….”

“I’m sorry, Coach, but Tiffany and I were helping Edwards try to find some clothes. Unfortunately, someone stole hers from her art class, and she’s being very particular about it!” the bubbly voice of Jessica Myers chirped.

Tiffany nodded, “I don’t know what to do, Coach! Jess was insistent on not wearing anything that wasn’t hers, but we tried giving her a sub she could wear!”

Jane also spoke up in support of her friend and her doppelgänger as an added witness, “It’s true, Coach. Jessica threw the uniform we gave her to the ground. She wouldn’t put it on at all! It’s like she wants to go through practice naked!”

The golden blonde shook her head in protest at the obvious fabrication. It wasn’t true! She had to say something to get the conversation back! The blonde shut her eyes and tried to focus on her phrase, the power to make them all stop this insanity.

“Tiffany showed us, Coach Peralez! It’s true, Jessica didn’t want to wear the shorts I gave her! She threw them on the ground. We tried to stop her!”

Another lie. Why were they all doing this?

Jessica attempted to regain her speech, her fingers trembling as she tried to point at the ones who stole her clothes in the first place.

But again, before she could speak, someone interrupted her from going any further. Tiffany, the raven-haired cheerleader, frowned and spoke up after quickly giving the blonde another hard pull from the leash around her choker, “Actually, before I go any further, I think Jessica should explain herself!”

By now, the entire squad and coach had their attention locked on the naked genie, and the blonde shivered nervously beneath it. Her knees buckled, and she began to shrink down on the floor until she sat on them in full view. Once again, victim to the floor, the blonde bombshell became unwilling to look up at the eyes of her squad on the head cheerleader in her birthday suit.

Tiffany didn’t allow any reprieve and dragged her friend in front of them until she pointed at the blonde,

“This is hard for me! Because this is one of my best friends! She’s our Captain! She’s been one of our brightest stars during our four years here at Eastlake High! And she’s reduced herself to this on purpose! She wants this!”

The Raven-Haired cheerleader frowned and looked to their squad, “So it hurts me, it really hurts me to tell you that the reason our season is canceled is because Jessica has been lying to us! Our season is canceled because Brad and the players were confronting Simon Harris. And the reason that Brad and Simon fought was because of Jessica! She was selfish and undermined all of us, and she needs to give us all an answer for why she made them fight!”

“That’s right!” Jane affirmed, “Our Captain shouldn’t hide anything from us that would break our trust! Tigers together!”

Other girls began to nod as Jessica watched someone come between the blonde and her raven-haired friend on the warpath. Then, they let out a laugh as they held up their hands and got Tiffany’s attention.

“Now, now, Tiff! I know how upset you are, but don’t be so hard on her!” Myers interrupted.

The platinum blonde walked over and placed a hand on Tiffany’s shoulder as she took the pink leash out of her hand and pulled the genie up onto her feet.

“We’re all on the same team here! She’s having a rough day. So, I say if Jess wants to practice naked! Then as her Co-Captain, I’ll work with her, myself! I want us to be the best possible Captains we can be! So, I think the two of us will talk it over and see how it goes. Speaking of which, I know that Coach Peralez still needs to finish her announcements!”

“Did you want to share the other news from Daddy, Coach?”

Peralez went silent with a dumb stare at Myers’ Father’s mention. Jessica watched her cheer coach pull on her lower lip as if aroused by the idea and the genie on the ground. Finally, the Latina snapped her head back from her eyes on her naked student and lost in thought, “Ah, Si! Si! I mean, yes, of course!”

The transformed teacher collected herself and bounced happily, “This Friday, instead of the game, I’ll be hosting you all with Miss Myers at home for a Cheerleader Camp Sleepover! Please be sure to inform those that need to know where you’ll be and that attendance is mandatory for everyone! Except for Miss Edwards, um, I believe you have a previous engagement? So let’s get started then! Partner up!”

Jessica Myers took the leash from their raven-haired friend with a bright and bubbly smile. The cheer coach blushed as she looked at her Head Cheerleader naked on the floor with some worry, “A-Are you sure this is w-what you want, Jessica?”

“Oh yes, Coach!” Myers chirped happily, “Jessica just needs to work some things out of her system.”

Icy blue eyes again drove a shudder through the anxious emerald orbs looking up at them.

“Let’s do some laps, eh, doggy?”

Simon looked down at his friend as Kevin sat on the stairwell as if the cops had caught him. In this instance, it may as well have been. The nerd might’ve preferred that over the familiar face of his dorkish friend.

The auburn-haired teen kept his hands in his pockets and waited as Kevin removed his glasses and checked the lenses to make sure they hadn’t broken. The silence between them had grown since the more muscular and transformed Kevin ran into the staring and silent Simon in the hallway after leaving the classroom.

“So…”

The sigh was a blatant attempt to cut through the tension. Again, one of them had demonstrated more power over the other. Only this time, instead of the usual confrontation and beatdown that had the markings of fists, Kevin had not experienced that with his friend. Because Simon could do far worse, far worse, he tilted his head and waited for the perverted teen sitting on the stairwell to say his point.

Again, the nerd sighed as he placed his glasses back on over his nose with a single finger, the light glaring off the window and the right lens.

“Where did I slip up, Simon? Myers? The Stink Bomb, again? What was it?”

He wanted to know when his mistake was, so he wouldn’t make it again the next time or see if there was even a next time. On the other hand, maybe he was stalling and attempting to think the game was still going on. His dark eyes glanced up to the hazel ones staring off to the side. The photographer was focused on the stairwell as his thoughts trailed back to the smiling face of Jessica from his last class.

“The only reason this game happened was because of your own behavior, Kev. I’m not going to enable every impulse you have. I’m not your Mom. You bragged to me about having a way to use your power to get to Sam. Did you really think I was going to let that happen?”

The nerd slumped his head as he cursed under his breath and rubbed his neck.

“Also, if I let you go any further, you’d hand the whole town over to a lot of scary people. I mean, for fuck’s sake, you almost handed the school board to Jessica’s Dad….”

Kevin shook his head at that one,

“I bet Jess, and you would’ve loved that.”

“No, actually. It would’ve been terrifying. Her Dad isn’t exactly the best parent type….”

The muscular teenager scoffed at the idea while the photographer looked off, thinking about what had transpired on his watch. Of course, there would always be something eating at the back of the young man’s mind. After all, the dorkish and obsessive teenager focused on solving the mystery of genies.

Every diversion or test was another possible obstacle. Kevin had proved that with the item that Simon had made for him. The Faustian bargain to keep his friend under control still sat around his neck. That was the decision, the choice in front of the ordinarily awkward young man that stood in the hall.

He wanted to keep his friends safe, but Kevin didn’t want to be safe. He wanted to be in control, to have power. The problem with wishes for the average soul in Simon’s mind was the problem of what he learned called Instant Gratification. In a society where information, data, and items could be within seconds to days of a person’s fingertips, the effort in such things was lost.

“Not everything is going to be given to you, Simon. And it won’t always be right away. Sometimes there’s a struggle, it takes years, hardships, and people forget that there’s a cost,” his father’s voice echoed.

“It always feels better to earn something when you’ve made an effort.”

Kevin looked up again after adjusting his glasses and his smirk and anger faded after he looked at his friend,

“Holy shit, you’re serious….”

He then sighed and rubbed the crown of his head, “What am I saying? Of course, you’re being serious…fuck….”

The nerd rubbed a hand roughly over his scalp and neck, “So I’ve been causing some fucked up butterfly effect on the town…I don’t give a shit, but how the fuck did I not figure that out….”

The bulkier loner remained with his eyes down at his shoes. His friend watched as he thought about what to say next to the dork in front of him. However, Simon decided now would be an excellent time to make a point to him while Kevin was still brooding,

“You’re only human, Kev.”

His friend suddenly flinched at the remark and snapped his head to face him again, his smirk returning as the nerd laughed in disbelief,

“Only human? That’s a good one…coming from you….”

“Well, you are….”

This was the moment Simon expected his friend to start to hiss at him, to snap off on Jessica’s heritage again. The reminder that she wasn’t, but the teenager was ready for that answer as well. Instead of the anger, Kevin only laughed and shook his head,

“I suppose you think that makes Jessica lucky, don’t you? Free of sin for not being human, blah, blah, whatever the hell that logic is you use for her….”

He tossed his hand into the air and then glared up at the auburn-haired Simon again as he rested his arm on his legs, “You’re in love with her, I get it. She’s got a history with you. Fine. You’ve forgiven everyone in your good mood having gotten the girl of your dreams, that’s fucking swell, but I haven’t. You wanted me to cause chaos and told me you didn’t care. That was you. Those were your words to me.”

Kevin stood up and pressed his finger against his torso as Simon looked down at it in surprise. The nerd still growling, “You’re the one that created this, Simon. If you didn’t want me to do what I wanted, then you shouldn’t have given me this fucking thing in the first place. Everything happened because you allowed it to happen. I’m only cleansing the disease and compulsions this place has…and I can do it creatively…none of that quick way out shit….”

Disease, compulsions. The way Kevin suddenly spoke again made his friend look off in another direction in disinterest. Simon had heard the speech and ideas before. That was nothing new from his friend’s mouth.

“You know you’re only copping yourself out when you say that.”

His Hazel eyes glanced back at his friend still on the stairwell; eyes widened at the remark. Simon turned his body back to his friend and remained fixed on him, “Of course, this place is fucked up, it needs a disruption, but you don’t just want to destroy this place. You want to inflict pain. You want to hurt people because they hurt you. Eventually, the rush either consumes you or wears off, Kev.”

Kevin angrily stood up, and the photographer watched a fist head straight for him as the nerd shouted out in a rage, “Like you fucking know what I’m even feeling, you goddamn robot!”

He punched again as he grabbed Simon’s shirt to keep him from falling over, his rage and emotions getting the better of him, “This was supposed to be my moment! This would finally end all of it!”

The nerd laughed as he punched his tall dork of a friend again. Kevin no longer cared as he lost himself in his rage toward the prison called Eastlake.

“Their stupid names! Their stupid gazes! That fucking aura they give off like they’re better than us! I was going to show them finally that they were nothing! Nothing but fucking meatbags, Simon! That their lives aren’t worth the posts on their goddamn socials! That false little bubble of hope they give themselves online wasn’t going to save them! This whole fucking school! All of it! It was going to be mine! You fucking gave it to me! Everything was perfect! I had it all so perfect!”

His fists clenched tightly to his friend’s clothing as Simon watched his friend begin to crack and break down, as if ready to cry, “You denied me all of this! Why? Why, you of all fucking people! Why did it have to be you of all fucking people!”

As with Brad before him, Simon grabbed the nerd’s fist before he could throw another punch and revealed that he hadn’t taken a single scratch. The dark eyes behind his glasses widened at the sight, and he realized that his friend had let him punch him knowing it wouldn’t be able to harm him. Not with Jessica protecting him with her power and her ring.

The once-dorkish Simon stood over his friend as Kevin’s new form stumbled under its own weight and fell backward onto the stairwell. The once-scrawny and unhealthy teen’s face paled when Simon saw his shadow loom over him.

“You know why.”

The nerd removed his glasses and covered the top of his face with his hand, and seethed. Finally, he was unable to push away or ignore who was speaking to him.

Not a teacher. Not a jock or a girl. Not a parent.

His friend. The one friend he still actually had after everything else.

The auburn-haired boy sighed as he felt a thought enter his head from a familiar and worried voice,

“Master…Master, is the game over yet? Did you win? Are you coming to practice? Are you there, Master?”

Simon’s head perked up at her voice and grimaced. Jess sounded in distress, worried, but he had no way of talking to her with Kevin in the state he was in. The awkward young man became worried as both of his childhood friends tugged at him.

The dork scratched his head anxiously and sat next to the nerd in a sad state on the stairs. An awkward silence formed between them as both young men acknowledged the other in their body language.

Neither one of them could sit there long; eventually, the silence would have to break. Simon knew he needed to answer Jess at some point.

And with Jessica Myers lurking, there was no way of knowing what Kevin had planned for practice. The game was still over. There was no point in continuing. Now was the time for friends, not enemies.

“I think it’d be good for you to have a break and get used to your changes,” Simon finally observed aloud.

The muscular nerd finally revealed his red and puffed eyes and rubbed his nose with one of his shirt sleeves. Simon looked down at his feet and continued to scratch his head, “I mean, you’re rich now, right? And you’ve given yourself a life you always wanted. Maybe you should try and figure that out instead of trying to transform the school into a sex club…”

He then smiled and laughed nervously, “I mean, it’s not all bad, is it? I’m probably going to have to wish a few days off anyway to fix this….”

Kevin didn’t smile but managed a sad smirk as he sighed and then scowled, “You’re a fucking idiot….”

The nerdy teenager stood and whipped out his phone from his pocket, looking through his messages. His friend sighed and then gripped his shoulder, “You’re going to get me killed, you know that, right?”

The auburn-haired teenager shrugged, not knowing whether or not that was true. If anything, the nerd was more likely to get himself killed.

Simon glanced up as he watched Kevin suddenly stop reading his phone to instead look at him in a panic and then rush off into a corner as he cursed under his breath as his face grew even paler than before.

What was that about? The photographer wondered as he stood up and followed his friend.

Kevin could get panicked quickly when something went wrong. And judging from that look given to him, Simon knew he was definitely panicked about something. So when the other young man approached, the muscular nerd hurriedly texted back someone as sweat began to build on his forehead.

“Uh, Kev? Everything okay?”

The presence of the confused dork made Kevin flinch and grow even more distressed,

“Damnit! Simon…just…just give me a minute to deal with this….”

The more Kevin texted with this random person, the more panicked his glances grew toward the confused dork sitting on the stairwell. Finally, he sighed and took a deep breath, still rubbing the building sweat on his forehead.

“A couple of days might not be a terrible idea….”

Well, Simon thought. Kevin was capable of saying worse things in a moment like this. He was shaken up, but whatever had gotten him distracted sure seemed important…and scared the living crap out of him.

“Shit. Shit, Shit. Stop. Don’t fucking do it. Fuck…pick up…don’t ignore me….”

What would make him so…

Simon’s heart stopped.

…Jess.

The auburn-haired teenager snapped into focus as he heard his friend curse until yelling loudly in the hallway, punching a nearby locker enraged,

“FUCK! FUCKING DUMBASS! WHAT THE FUCK!”

The muscular nerd looked as if he was ready to pull someone’s throat out, his face turning red, and at that moment, Simon reverted to his old behavior.

Kevin looked up at him once the dorkish teen stood in front of his path with his head tilted in a tense confusion. The nerd then clenched his entire body, holding his phone in his hand as he raised his arms.

“Simon, Simon, Listen! Please! For the love of God, don’t fucking freak out. I know how you get, just listen…don’t….”

The awkward teenager began to feel his heart race and his feet prime to run,

“What did you do, Kev?”

The young man’s adrenaline began shooting into overload. Simon’s eyes widened, and his body moved to pass his friend in the hallway and go as fast as he could, an arm grabbing him and putting a stop to his movement,

“Simon! Simon, wait!” Kevin now desperately tried to reason as he latched back onto his shirt.

The taller of the two young men slammed the nerd angrily into a nearby locker with his feet off the ground, both of the photographer’s hands grabbing his friend’s shirt tightly. He began to feel his blood run cold and snapped,

“Kevin, what the fuck did you do?”

The nerd’s dark eyes darted around in a panic from behind their glasses. Kevin held up his hands to show he meant no harm and continued to sweat profusely as his nerves worked overtime, “Simon, I swear. I didn’t know this would happen. I-I told her not to do anything, I made it clear that she couldn’t say anything, but she didn’t listen to me…I told her not to….”

“What the fuck did you do!”

“It’s not me! It’s those fucking cheerleaders! I-I didn’t tell them to do this, Simon! I fucking swear! It’s not me! It’s Tiffany! She’s the one doing this!”

If Kevin meant it, then the furious young teenager was going to make sure his friend backed that up.

“Then you’re coming with me to stop this! We’re going to get Jess!”

Jessica’s body remained flushed as the platinum blonde pulled her arms forward, causing the nude genie to press her breasts onto the hardwood again while her legs remained split out on both sides. Her emerald eyes **** her to look up at the crystal blue orbs that closed when the doppelgänger happily giggled and clapped.

“Very good, Slut! Simon must be so proud to have such a flexible toy!”

Myers then pressed herself on top of her naked body and slapped her ass, spanking her cheeks like they were bongo drums. The genie’s face pouted and looked away in distress, unable to avoid a gasp from the previous series of public spankings, “S-Shut up….”

The weight on her body along with the platinum blonde’s hands disappeared as the transformed quarterback pouted and whined,

“Aww, did I upset you with something I said, girl? Do you need to take a few more laps after your stretches?”

Jessica let out a whimper as she suddenly felt the leash on her neck tug her forward and onto all fours again. Myers patted her roughly on the head and scalp as she stood up and squatted, grabbing her chin and giggling with dark intent. A complete view under her red skirt showing the white thong underneath and in Jessica’s lower vision,

“I mean, I’m not saying anything that isn’t true, am I? You’ve had so many boyfriends you didn’t want, according to Tiffany! Tossing them aside, teasing them, trying to goad them into more. You probably acted so bossy because they weren’t who you wanted, right?”

“That’s not….”

The blonde bombshell on all fours felt the other blonde bombshell pull her forward on the leash. Again, her clone **** the genie to crawl around the gym like a dog while the team practiced. The genie again **** to look up her transformed ex-boyfriend’s tiny red skirt and watch her larger breasts bounce beneath that tight sports bra. The occasional pass by other team members resulted in harder spanks for the genie and high fives for the doppelgänger.

“Mmph!”

“Aww, look, Jessie! I think I see some moisture between those legs!”

Immediately, Jessica shut her legs together, preventing her tormentor from seeing the results of having been touched and rubbed on repeatedly. The last thing she ever wanted to feel or see was any sort of evidence that she approved of this, which she did not.

This was not her Master.

Jessica Myers sighed playfully,

“Oh well…I guess this is what happens when you don’t have parents that love you, huh?”

Jessica froze, and her eyes widened at the comment. The genie suddenly sat herself on her knees as the words cut into her. The memory of her parent’s wedding still fresh, along with Stephanie’s words and her father’s dismissal.

“Little Wind-Up Doll….”

There was no way that her fucking clone could know about that. None. As if on cue, it turned out to be something else, something worse,

“Oh, Tiffany told me all about how your Mom left you when you were a baby. Plus, you’re a rich brat. No one ever does what you do without some void to fill, right?”

The copycat then poked one of her nails into the original Jessica’s forehead, causing her eyes to shut as she flinched from the finger tapping right between her eyes,

“You need Simon because no one loves a freak like you. Do they? You’re **** enough. I can see that from someone who is actually a loser. Spoiled by Daddy. Abandoned by Mommy. **** for approval. It’s so pathetically obvious, Edwards. You crave attention…because, without it, no one else will want you, will they? You’re not a popular girl because you’re such an amazing person. You’re just a **** little bitch!”

Her head dropped, and the messy and half-wet golden blonde hair did its best to cover her face as she bit her lip. Jessica Myers was usurping the vacant throne of the Queen of Bitches with absolute relish. The transformed quarterback was now going full-on mean girl against her ex. Brad’s ability to be toxic and cruel directly transferred into the elegance and vocabulary of the female alpha out to destroy her opponents at any cost.

The same way Jessica remembered having to get to the top. This was karma coming for her, the genie thought to herself as the nightmare continued. Her hands and knees struggled and stumbled as Myers pulled her forward again.

“But you crave attention, and who gets more attention in High School than cheerleaders? Let’s see…”

The young woman snapped her fingers with a smile, “Prom Queen! You want to be that so badly, don’t you? Finally, get that crown, that approval from everyone you so desperately need! No one would be so pathetic as to actually think they would be elected to that because people LIKE them. It’s just politics. Stock rises and falls. Let’s face it; yours is about to crash in epic fashion….”

Jessica felt her head hit the hardwood floor again as she struggled to get up. Instead of finding a hand pressing her hair and face into the hard surface as Myers decided to sit atop her back with her legs crossed. A hand rubbing and pressing down on her bare right ass cheek with no compunction as it soon received a viciously hard spank.

A muffled cry escaped the genie as her doppelgänger continued, “Do you really think someone like you will ever get elected to anything? You have better luck becoming the mascot than a royal! I mean, just look at you! You’re practically the squad pet already!”

Then Myers moved her head so that the nude blonde’s emerald eyes could see her smiling and wagging her finger toward her,

“But, you know, I really think it would be a great idea to make that big oaf Prom King with me, wouldn’t it? That’d be worth it alone. You’d like to see Simon as the King of Eastlake, right?”

The genie’s eyes began to sting again as the bitch announced the idea to her face. The platinum blonde was increasingly able to taunt her as the other blonde beneath her felt her anger boiling. Do what she wanted to her, fine, but leave her Master alone. He’d never agree to be with someone as cruel as….

“I don’t know why Tiffany thinks we’re so alike. Clearly, you’re hopeless. I mean, why would someone that dorkish want something like that? Do you even know your own boyfriend?” the doppelgänger pointed out with a disappointed sigh.

“Like, didn’t you totally bail on him just to be popular? That’s pretty pathetic for a Captain to discard her friend like that. I mean, even for you, Edwards, bullying your own childhood friend to make Tiffany like you more? That’s pretty low. I mean, sure, you got the invites out, but how many would actually go if they knew the real you? Does Simon even know? Do you even know that lovable dork anymore?”

It was like having a knife in her chest, twisting at the guilt the blonde felt for her Master as she suddenly shot up on the floor angrily glaring at the doppelgänger who simply checked her nails, “I mean, are you sure you even like him? What if it’s just your guilt that’s making you….”

The impact of her hand against Myers’ cheek echoed across the gym as the nude teenager heaved her breath and attempted to hold it all together in vain. The slap was hard enough to leave a red mark on the transformed ex-boyfriend more than she expected.

“You don’t know what you’re fucking talking about! Don’t you ever talk about him like that! You ignorant, balloon-chested bitch! Where the fuck do you get off talking to me like that! Don’t ever say that about him!” the genie screeched.

Jessica felt her naked body tremble and shake as she could no longer keep it all together, the conversation breaking open the bottle that she had to hold in the past six hours. Her emerald eyes were stinging and puffing red as she did all she could to hold her tears back. Her anger finally spiked and let loose on the personification of all her previous ire.

“You’re the phony! Coming in here! Acting like you’re the top bitch! You aren’t even a fucking girl! You know that? You’re just a fucking clone! You don’t know anything about my Master! You don’t know him! He’s Mine! Mine! Now give me my clothes back and take this stupid leash off of ME, YOU BITCH-ECK!”

The nude cheerleader fell backward onto the floor and clung to her neck as she felt the choker pulled against it, her ass hitting the hardwood without warning. Jessica Myers sighed with her eyes closed as the genie once again found herself surrounded by her angry squad and disbelieving and transformed coach.

“Edwards! What on earth has gotten into you! That’s enough!”

The scolding tone of her coach’s voice made her head spin around, eyes wide, seeing Peralez’s hands on her waist that jutted out to the side. Her finger wagged in her face with disapproval.

“Striking your Co-Captain is not what Tiger Teamwork is about, young lady! I’ve let your behavior slide today because of Miss Myers’ want to help you, but I’m very disappointed! Incredibly so!”

The sudden ire drawn out by her coach made the naked cheerleader shrink down as her hand trembled while she babbled out what plea she could,

“B-But C-Coach…Sh-She…she shouldn’t be…”

“Save it, Jessica! We’ve had it with you!”

Tiffany’s voice shut the genie up, the blonde’s emerald orbs widening at the sight of her friend as she brushed past the naked girl on the ground and to her doppelgänger, then turning to the rest of her team, “See? Have I made my point clear to you all yet? Look at her!”

The raven-haired cheerleader directed her squad to the nude member on the floor and triggered the blonde’s self-consciousness again. Her hands quickly covered her breasts and crotch as she looked down at the hardwood with sheer embarrassment.

“How can someone like this represent us as our Captain! She’s practicing naked and attacking our newest member? Sleeping around the school? Causing the fight to get our season cancelled? Look at her! How is she still even here!”

Jessica watched as her teammates looked among themselves and mumbled to one another, their eyes remaining locked on her as she could hear them mumbling. Then, they began to circle her again from the front.

By the second, this was getting worse, and the nude blonde knew it.

Suddenly a voice spoke up in defense of her,

“That’s not fair, Tiffany!”

Cassie snapped in protest as she jumped out from the rest of the squad. The brunette angered and having held her tongue for the whole practice, finally stepped forward and pointed back at the squad members involved,

“You, Jane, and Nina have **** her like this the minute she got here! How do we know you’re not the ones that stole her clothes in the first place! Since yesterday, you’ve been attacking her and making things up about her and Simon! This is all wrong! Coach! You need to stop this, don’t you?”

The pixie stood in defense of her Captain as she looked down at her in confusion. Cassie’s eyes increasingly troubled as she faced and looked around at her squad and her coach, “Don’t any of you see how wrong this is?”

Jessica could kiss her more limber teammate at that point, but she was also making a target of herself as well. The blonde didn’t know what would happen as Cassie looked around, “All of you, don’t you see how crazy this all is? What are we doing? Jessica’s Our Captain! We voted for her because she was the best choice! Coach Peralez, tell them! Get them to stop!”

The Naked Head Cheerleader on the ground looked to her sexed-up Latina Cheer Coach, who suddenly glanced at Jessica Myers. The icy blue gaze silenced her anger or composure as she then glanced at the rest of her girls. Her body language became suddenly unsure as her voice became silent. The way her eyes suddenly changed from composure to shaken nervousness made the genie realize that there was no way she would help. The woman had been in Kevin’s clutches since the beginning, after all. The pervert’s influence had allowed her to thoroughly look over the fact one of her own students was led around naked by a leash the entire practice. Kevin owned her.

There would be no help from her. But, try as she might, Jessica knew what Cassie didn’t.

Cassie wasn’t aware of any of it and now threw herself out to defend Jess and would be the only one to do so, the genie realized. So when the same unsure silence greeted the brunette by her coach and teammates, her resolve began to crack,

“Coach Peralez?”

“C’mon, Cassie, why are you even defending her?” Jane spoke up as she pointed a finger in skepticism,

“Aren’t you tired of letting Edwards walk all over you? You’ve basically been working as her secretary all season. Why’s she worth defending now?”

Jessica looked down as she tried to brush it off. Obviously, Jane was closer to Tiffany. She would be more under the influence of…

“Why did we elect her Captain in the first place, anyway?” Nina asked as she stretched an arm.

“Coach said we could vote on it since she said she didn’t know who to choose, remember?” the angelic-faced Lauren spoke up and reminded her teammates with a smile.

“I would’ve voted for Sam if she had stayed on….”

“Hey! Me too!”

Sammy? Jessica’s eyes widened as she heard her best friend’s name circle around the rest of her teammates with glowing reviews. The blonde looked down at her nude form and contemplated the moment her friend decided to quit.

“Eh. Cheerleading’s fun, but I don’t think it’s for me anymore. You want to be Captain, then go be Captain, Jessie.”

“Yeah, Harris would’ve been great.”

Had…had they all really wanted her best friend over her?

“Let’s vote on it again, then!” Tiffany’s voice suddenly announced to the girls around them.

The genie shot her eyes up as the other cheerleaders in her squad suddenly shrugged or nodded their heads.

“Wait! We shouldn’t…this isn’t right!” Cassie struggled but found herself drowned out by the noise of her teammates as they all gathered around Tiffany.

The brunette looked to Jess, her face became increasingly upset as the naked blonde watched Cassie being cast off the circle, constricting itself around the nude cheerleader. It wasn’t before long that the pixie disappeared from her sight and was no longer able to help her.

“This is wrong. This is all wrong! I’m going to report this!” the girl shouted and ran for the door and leaving Jess surrounded.

Now the person closest to the genie on the ground was the recovered and smiling face of her doppelgänger. Jessica Myers laughed as she took out her phone and pointed it directly toward the nude girl on the ground. The action made the golden blonde shrink herself into her body and ducked her head as the squad gathered for a sudden vote.

“I nominate Jessica Myers to be our new and solo-team Captain! How about a second!” Tiffany declared.

“Second!” Nina chirped happily.

“All in favor!”

“Aye!” an almost perfect majority of the squad cheered out happily with a clap.

The clap may as well have been a hammer to the poor genie’s heart as she felt herself slump forward as if the nightmare couldn’t get any worse.

All she did was fight back, slap the fake version, protest, and now she had lost the title of Head Cheerleader of Eastlake High almost instantly. Her body trembled as it couldn’t get any worse, she felt.

This wasn’t happening! It was all a bad dream, a nightmare! This couldn’t be happening to her!

But, as true and time-tested as the phrase was, things inevitably became worse.

Tiffany was not done with her, and she had one more declaration to make, “I further move that we remove Jessica Edwards from her position on the Eastlake Varsity Squad effective immediately!”

“Seconded!” Jane declared.

The genie suddenly scrambled and crawled nervously on the floor and looked up at the long-legged cheerleader that she still considered her friend, even as the title felt as if it was escaping through her fingers desperately like sand. The naked blonde finally shrieked out a plea as she grabbed her friend’s leg in desperation,

“T-Tiff. Wait! Don’t….”

She was one final vote away from total humiliation, from being declared not just an outcast but the Queen of all outcasts. Her emerald eyes desperately tried to hold back the tsunami inside them.

“Hold up!” a voice suddenly halted.

Jessica suddenly felt herself pulled onto her feet by her arm and the smiling face of Jessica Myers, cheek still reddening from the palm print, “Let’s hear what she has to say in her defense before we render a verdict. She owes you that much, right Tiff?”

The poor nude genie trembled, and panicky shivered as she realized that this was it. The one thing that had been part of her identity, the one thing Simon had asked her, the one thing she always had identified as…cheerleader…

Her emerald eyes pleaded with her friend again, who stood over her and looked skeptically at her naked comrade. Tiffany’s eyes narrowed as she scoffed, “Okay then. Tell me the truth, Jess. Tell everyone what got our season canceled, and I’ll change my mind. Do it.”

The panicked Jessica nodded quietly as the others let go of her, and she remained with her arms in front of her naked chest, “I…”

A knot got stuck in the genie’s throat again as everyone’s eyes were all on her.

“Did you cheat on Brad with Simon?”

Her emerald eyes shut as she struggled to think of a way to respond, but ultimately there wasn’t going to be any other answer that Tiffany would be happy with, and in reality, there would be no way to avoid it.

So, with her mouth shut and eyes closed, the genie nodded her head. She winced and clenched tightly as the overall gasps of shock from her squad echoed around the room.

“I-I-I didn’t…it-it happened s-so fast…I-I…”

Tiffany never even allowed the chance for her defense, her responses growing more unhinged and angry,

“Because Brad was angry with Simon and confronted him, he got expelled, and with it, our whole year is gone because of you! You made them fight each other! You tricked and lied! You got Brad expelled and saved a boy you claimed was your stalker instead!”

She shook her head in opposition, “No. Brad got himself….”

“It all starts with you, Jess. It’s your fault! You’ve misled your team and lied to us all! You’re a disgrace to this squad, and I move to remove you from this team!”

The raven-haired girl had cut the rope from under her before she even had a chance, her eyes widening as she desperately tried to hang on to that title Simon had asked. The one that she had enjoyed, the one that he knew she wanted.

“But-But….”

Tiffany growled, “All in favor!”

“Aye!”

Jessica clutched her head as Nina’s voice snapped out.

“Aye!”

She shook her head, trying to get this to stop. She couldn’t do this.

“Aye!”

They were all lying. They were stealing this from her without knowing the truth.

“Aye!”

It wasn’t fair. She had to keep going, but it was too much.

“AYE!” they all stated together again.

All too much.

The raven-haired cheerleader shoved the girl from the circle, and the naked teenager backed up as her squad glared in unison. Her emerald eyes were wide open in fear and shock under the messy blonde bangs that were still damp. Damp from the shower when they had dumped paint on her.

After losing both of her outfits to pranks…

Her friend, the one that helped her into popularity in the first place. That made her do things to get ahead, now stood over her with a sense of resolve and satisfaction,

“Jessica Edwards! You are no longer a Cheerleader of Eastlake High School! You’re no longer worthy of our respect! Get out of our sight!”

Not a Cheerleader. Her own friends. Her own squad…all of them…

They were all smiling or in disgust of her.

The genie heard something drip off her body and onto the ground. Something wet had just fallen from her emerald eyes onto the floor as she reached up and touched the side of her face. The feeling of damp residue going down a straight line appeared on her cheek and led to her eyes.

A tear.

She was crying.

And with that, it was over. There was no point in holding it all back anymore.

Jessica Edwards realized that she couldn’t do it; the genie had failed her test, she didn’t make it past practice. The waterworks then went on full blast once more as the genie sniffled and shut her eyes while shaking her head. It was over. It was all over! She failed! She couldn’t do it!

The now-former cheerleader began crying and sobbing loudly on the floor in front of all her teammates, unable to stop. Finally, the Queen of Eastlake sat naked and reduced to a humiliating ball of failure. She flinched as her former squad now attacked her and continued to laugh,

“Get out of here, you crybaby!”

“Freak!”

“Go find a chew toy!”

Jessica rubbed her face with her bare arm, which soon became coated in a layer of snot and tears. The genie spat out another cry and spun around to run out the door before someone could grab her leash again. Her hands desperately clawed at it so she could get it off her choker. Distracted again, only for a leg to stick out and trip her, making the nude blonde faceplant into the floor once more. The voice of her doppelgänger speaking up to her teammates as she pointed and stood over the sobbing mess that was once the Head Cheerleader of Eastlake High School, “Looks like she’s more like Simon already, huh!”

Laughter broke out, and her humiliation was complete. She didn’t care anymore. The sobbing and wrecked blonde stumbled and crawled on all fours until she finally pressed the handle to the door and bolted, running down the hallway. It wasn’t safe in there. It wasn’t safe anywhere!

“Hey! Get back here!”

Jessica didn’t care anymore. The genie didn’t care if they were following her or where she was going. All the crying blonde knew was that she needed to run; she wasn’t safe anymore! Nowhere in Eastlake was safe! Not safe!

“Holy fuck!” a random student who had stayed late yelled at the sight of the naked bombshell running the halls of his school.

The remark only led the dethroned cheerleader to cry harder as she sought out the one thing that urged her forward, somewhere to hide. She couldn’t bear it anymore. All she had to do was find somewhere to hide! Anywhere that could be safe! Anywhere that she didn’t have to face the world she didn’t belong in. She was a fucking genie in a school full of horrible people. Horrible people, she wanted to be friends with in High School! To earn their affections and respect! Instead, they let Kevin in and walk all over her! Worst of all was knowing that she had let Simon down because of them. He was counting on her to stop Tiffany from falling into Kevin’s hands!

Now Kevin would get to Sam! Kevin would eventually get Sammy, and it was all her fault!

She failed her Master, and she failed as a human being, and as a genie! She was a worthless thing!

“Jess!”

The broken-down teenager hadn’t paid attention to where she ran, but the familiar voice caused her to fall over immediately. Her crying eyes snapped open as she saw her Master running toward her at full speed. But, instead of feeling relieved as she wanted, she felt guilty, distraught. How was she supposed to face him after this?

She began to shake her head, trying to run away from him.

‘No. No, don’t look at me! Don’t look at me, Master!’

Unfortunately, he was too fast, and his voice was too commanding, even as he pleaded with her, “Jess! Stop! Stop, Jess! It’s Me! Stop!”

Her body came to a halt, but she still couldn’t face him. She could bear to face him, Jessica panicked. She needed to hide…she needed to go away! Go away and hide! Hide, Hide, HIDE!

Her Master’s grip and left hand suddenly pulled on her arm as he spun her around, his body clearly out of breath, “Jess!”

“No, no, no, no, NO! I CAN’T! I CAN’T…HIDE!”

Without knowingly trying, the genie in her panicked state gripped her finger over the emerald of her ring. Within moments the sight of her Master, the hallways, and all the world disappeared into a spiral and vortex. A green glow and smoke clouded her vision, and the genie found herself landing somewhere dark, where nothing existed at all.

Nothing at all, but an endless void…

Finally alone, and having just realized she avoided her Master’s secure hold, Jessica the genie wailed and cried to herself.

Did she just….

Kevin had to rub his eyes as he saw his friend standing there with his eyes widened and face pale. The auburn-haired teenager was at a loss for words as his girlfriend and genie vanished into thin air in the middle of a full-on breakdown.

The sight of her running through the halls naked and crying would have been a joyous one only an hour ago.

“Jess….”

Seeing his friend, though, Kevin now felt something far from the happiness that could possibly be. He now felt the antithesis of satisfaction.

Dread.

Simon simply stared at the ring on his finger, seeing the strange glow from the emerald where the blonde bombshell had merely touched a moment ago. It wasn’t hard to figure out knowing what had happened.

Like a genie in a lamp, Jessica had escaped into the ring.

“Has she…ever….”

The voice that cut him off, was one that nearly made him piss his pants,

“Kevin….”

The muscular nerd, who had warned his friend, seeing the photo of the naked girl in his texts on the run over, now felt an impending sense of doom. The message from his creation touting her new victory as usurping the head cheerleader spot as he desired earlier in the day felt his skin return to the same pasty and white tone he had known all his life. Simon’s voice was cold again, angered.

The amulet on his chest began to feel heavy, and the metal started to feel as if it had frozen under liquid nitrogen on his pectoral muscles and abdomen. The young man fell forward as he found it difficult to breathe as if the air was suffocating.

The blue aura turned dark as two slash marks and cracks suddenly broke from the silver metal and tore into his shirt. Simon’s eyes were no longer Hazel in color, as the veins around his eyes darkened in color until they too were blackened. That same cold demeanor that Kevin had seen in the video of Brad’s beatdown growing over his friend’s body.

His hand clutching to his cell phone and the other bound into a fist with the emerald on the ring clearly visible,

“Enforce Penalty.”