Bringing Her Down a Level

*This story is a collaboration with the wonderful Bauer1*

Never before in her life had Violet ran so fast. She had no idea what Jess and her cronies would do to her if the caught up. She could hear them behind her; that garish giggling gaggle of the most shallow, vapid cheerleaders imaginable. She couldn't make out the exact words of their cruel teasing, and she didn't want to. Indeed, she didn't need to in order to know why they were chasing her. The rumors about the latest object of Violet's lust had finally reached Jess' ears, and oh how she screamed when she found out that the nerdy redhead had a crush on her.

Violet knew she was running out of time. Her pursuers, being fit, athletic cheerleaders, would have far more stamina than her. She couldn't run for much longer, she needed to hide. She put on a final burst of speed, hoping to get enough distance between herself and Jess to be able to slip away, and just as she felt her adrenal alacrity fading, she saw her salvation. Her frantic flight along the city sidewalks had taken her downtown, and no more than a dozen strides ahead of her was the storefront of the local occult shop. Jess and her lackeys wouldn't be caught dead in there. Violet barreled through the door, panting like a racehorse.

Relief washed over her as she made her way deeper into the shop, out of the view afforded by its front windows. Jess had always bullied her. For her looks... For her hobbies... Even for her high libido; a trait Violet knew she and Jess actually shared. Beyond that, however, the two girls couldn't be more different. Violet was a consummate nerd, spending her free time gaming or watching anime. Meanwhile, Jess filled her idle hours by bothering over her appearance and popularity, and lording them over everyone else. There was a part of Violet that couldn't blame her for that. Jess had a body that any girl would kill for; fit and toned with perfect hourglass curves. Her face was just as perfect, and her lush blonde hair completed the illusion that she was a teenage dream come true. Violet, on the other hand, was chubby without any curves to show for it. Her red hair was dull and lifeless, and while her face was relatively attractive, its features lacked definition. Despite that, Violet hardly envied Jess. No, she only had two kinds of thoughts concerning the other girl: Those of lust and those of ****.