Revealing Madison's New Look and More

Back in the living room, Todd and the other girls were giggling and gossiping as they waited for Laurel to return with Madison.

"Hey guys, what are you talking about," asked Laurel, smiling.

"We wanted to make sure everything was alright," replied Lily, "how's Madison doing?"

"Why don't you ask her yourself?" giggled Laurel as she pulled Madison in front of her.

Everyone gasped.

"Woah. What happened? Is that really Madison?" asked a shocked Lily.

Madison blushed.

"What happened to her body?" asked one of the girls.

"Yeah, did she eat too many slices of pizza," giggled another girl.

"I didn't think she would have a fat butt. She's always showing off her perfectly round ass in tight clothes," remarked a girl.

Madison tried to hide, but Laurel held her still in front of everyone.

Laurel looked at everyone and smiled, "Well, Madison and I had a long discussion in the washroom. We've come to the agreement that she needed a change."

Everyone was looking at Madison and laughing. They couldn't believe the former queen bee would dress like that.

"So, we decided to give her a look that matches her new station," grinned Laurel, "a look that represents who she really is."

"That's an interesting way to put it," laughed Todd, "what are you planning?"

"Well, first things first, Madison wants our help with her new makeover," laughed Laurel, "where should we start?"

"Oh, let's start with her hair," suggested Lily, "her hair's already a sweaty mess and since she's no longer the pretty queen bee, we should give her a haircut that matches her new status."

"Good idea," agreed another girl.

"Alright then. Why don't we all go into the washroom? It'll be easier to cut her hair there," laughed Laurel, as she pulled a struggling Madison towards the bathroom.

Laurel sat a **** Madison down onto a chair.

"Hold still or we might just have to shave off all your hair, "whispered Laurel into Madison's ear.

The girls laughed as Laurel pulled out a bunch of scissors.

"Her hair's looking much too long voluminous for a chubby bitch," commented another girl.

The rest of the group nodded in agreement.

Madison was trembling. She wanted to pull her arms up and try to cover her hair, but she knew Laurel would probably take action if she did.

"What do you suggest?" replied Laurel.

"Let's thin out the top and give her some bangs," suggested one of the girls.

"Sounds good. We'll do that," replied Laurel.

Everyone laughed as Madison trembled.

The rest of the night was spent cutting, dyeing, and styling Madison's hair. When the girls were done, the former queen bee's hair was a dull mousy brown bob, ending just above her chin. Her bangs were wispy and short, barely covering her forehead, which now appeared larger. The short hair framed her face, drawing attention to the acne and pimples on her forehead, which was previously masked by her perfect makeup and thick hair.

Everyone was in awe at the transformation.

"Hmmm, I think we're still missing something," said Laurel, "I'll be right back."

As Laurel walked out the door, Madison was left speechless as she stared at her reflection. She couldn't even recognize herself. Her thick golden blonde hair was one of her many defining features, and without it, she didn't even look like the same person.

Just then, Laurel returned.

"Hold still," said Laurel, smiling.

Laurel slipped on a pair of rubber gloves before pouring a strange greasy liquid over Madison's hair. As the liquid flowed through her hair, Laurel began to massage it thoroughly into Madison's hair and scalp.

"W-what are you doing to my hair?" asked a confused and terrified Madison.

"What do you mean," replied Laurel, "your hair's a mess, and needs a treatment to bring back its shine."

"B-but why is it making my hair look like that," cried a **** Madison.

"Well, that's because I'm massaging vegetable oil into your scalp. You're no longer the rich stuck up bitch going around with perfect hair. The greasy hair will make you look much more like the nasty and chubby girl we plan to transform you into," explained Laurel.

Madison sat there frozen, trying not to cry as Laurel continued to massage the oil into her scalp.

"Alright, I'm almost done," announced Laurel, "now your face."

Before Madison could reply, Laurel poured more vegetable oil onto a tissue and began scrubbing Madison's face.

"Agh, please no. What are you doing?" cried a shocked Madison.

"Giving you a more greasy completion. After all, you're no longer the queen bee with her face," replied Laurel, "hold still. This won't take long."

Madison was helpless. She didn't dare fight back against the group of girls.

Soon, Laurel finished.

"Perfect, now your face looks more oily and disgusting," commented Laurel, "from now on, every morning, you will use vegetable oil and massage it into your hair and scalp then your face. If anyone of us catch you not using some sort of greasy on your face and hair, we will send photos of you shitting yourself to the entire school."

Laurel took a picture of Madison and sent it to the group.

"There, now everyone will have the image of you as the new fatty queen bee," said Laurel.

Madison began to tremble. She knew her life as the perfect beauty queen was over.