Some social status changing!

Meanwhile, in Tiff's perspective...

Tiffany finished up on her eyelashes, still miffed at the stray leaf in the wind ruined her whole detailing, and closed her locker up. But as she does, both she and Charlotte jump as suddenly a loud bang goes off inside it.

"Tiff, what was in there?!" Charlotte said, startled.

Tiffany had no idea, and responded as she reached to the locker door on instinct, "I don't know, did I slam it too hard and my mirror fell? I hope the hell not, that thing was an antique I snatched from that nerd, Cheryl."

Quickly redialling the combination Tiff yanked open the locker, only to then be pelted by billowing purple fumes that obscured her entirely, rising up and disappearing literally just around her in a smoky cylinder while Charlotte jumped back in fright, not knowing what to do, and others were watching the sudden event also in puzzlement at the sudden cloud in the corridor.

Tiffany sputtered and stumbled back out of the quickly dissipating clouds, but she did not come out the same. Tiffany looked around at the shocked faces, some were holding their mouths shut, as if trying to suppress laughter. Tiffany glared at them all, and said angrily, "What? You you all laushing at? Shtop shtari-" But Tiffany froze, her voice was...Well, a lot of things.

She felt something odd on her teeth, and seemed to be making her drool slightly, as well as lisp like crazy. Funny, it's almost like they were...

She shrieked, and scuttled up to the locker, hoping that the mirror was fine so that she could look at herself. She freaked at what she saw.

Her face was now riddled in freckles with her skin turning unnaturally pale like she hadn't seen the sun in her life, and her previously blond hair was now dyed an jet black in what seemed to be a poorly done dye-job, the length of it coming down in locks, and most of it down her back tied at the waist, the ends of the low-down ponytail spread out in two directions like a fin. Looking in her mouth, she saw that her teeth were indeed fixed in with braces, and definitely noticeable ones. Looking down, while her body remained skinny, her boobs and butt decided to take whatever mass her body had to offer, and greedily hoarded it into huge round head-sized melons on her chest, and wide hips with a big jiggly butt out back.

The clothes adorning her body was something else, with a simple white tank top that was more pocketing her huge boobs than it was covering anything, since the bottom of it reached just below them. Though the fact that she wasn't wearing anything underneath it displayed how fake they were in their supernaturally round state in the little top. Said boobs were framed by a pair of leather suspenders with led to her belt, which itself wrapped around a tiny little leather skirt, barely long enough to reach the bottom of her huge booty.

Her legs ended up bare, and her feet were adorned by somewhat oversized brown ankle-boots. Along her arms, she had black sleeves at the elbow that led up into big red fingerless gloves on her hands, and to top it off was an odd bulky shoulderpad on one elbow.

Charlotte looked on horrified for her fr...well, person she talked to, as she looked ridiculous, like a huge nerd in a silly getup from some game.

Tiffany wasn't going to say anything, but she suddenly had the urge to speak what was apparently on her mind, "Like, I'm in shome kinda coshplay of Tifa Lockheart from Final Fantashy Sheven and shtuff! shhk!" She sucked back some spittle she was gathering, and blushed in humiliation.

Charlotte pointed at her and said, "Oh my god, Tiff! You turned into a huge nerd!"

Tiff wanted to cry, but instead put her hands on her knees, trying to pose sexily, with her tits pinned together by her arms and huge ass sticking out, giving a silly jiggle as she moved into the position to seem to highlight how ridiculous it was, and said, "Like, whah, everr, Shthare! You liek, don't know how cool liek, that game isth and sthuff? Your losth! Liek, totesth a masthive losther and sthuff~ I totesth would masthurbate to Cloud Sthrife and sthuff every night~" As she says this, she's twirling a lock of hair like a silly bimbo, though the look on her face was clear that she's not wanting to act like this at all.

Charlotte now felt bad, Tiff was a bitch, sure, but she was the one that got her up in the pecking order, and she guesses she owes her that at least, "Oh fuck, it's worse; a BIMBO nerd! Look, stay here, I'm going to go see if I can get help. Don't like, go off and fuck a pimply freak just because he can answer trivia facts in a comic book or something, okay?"

Without waiting for a response, she runs off, leaving Tiffany in a crowd of people trying to avoid her and move on, hoping to not catch whatever she gotten to do that to her. Though instead of staying put, Tiff unwillingly thought it would be a great idea to go over to the gaming club's room and offer her body as a prize for trivia day, as she tried to saucily walk with her hands on her hips, but only managing to look like she was tripping over and over again as her boobs and ass jiggled on every apparent stumble.

Grant laughed and laughed at what just happened, turning her into a massive nerd bimbo was hilarious! Now he had to decide whether to torment her further, or go after someone else on his list, perhaps Charlotte, to stop her from snitching maybe?

• Tiffany becomes a nerdy bimbo with huge fake boobs, a need for slutty cosplays, a huge butt, and braces. All parties are aware of this, but Tiffany cannot help but act like a nerdy bimbo.