The Mean Girls
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Fantasy & Science Fiction › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
3,584
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
The Mean Girls
It's been going on for several months now and i haven't told anyone. I have became the target of 4 older girls from the all girls school down the road from my own. I must walk past their school to get to my home each night and lately things have not been easy. They are 2 years older than me but look like they could be 6 or 7 years older. They're taller, stronger and more mature than myself in every way. They're all very beautiful though, which makes this all the harder, and despite them being girls, i have become very fearful of them.
It started with them walkig behind me, throwing the occaisional insult my way, which i ignored. Then they would catch up to me, puch me about, mess my hair up, maybe throw my shcool books on the ground, that sort of thing. But latey i get the feeling they're waiting for me. It seems too much of a co-incidence for them to simply be at the same place as me at the same time, on so many occaisions. I feel they're stalking me to make my life a living hell.
When we last met i was taken quite by surprise. I was nearly home, just a street or two and the country lane to cross and i was there. But then i hear voices behind me, and they stepped out from behind s tree. They had stoped for a smoke and hid away so as to not get caught smoking while still in uniform, an expendable offence at any school.
They always looked so scruffy. Their shoes were always dirty, their tight were either torn or sagging down around their ankles. Their skirts had been shortened to above the allowed length and their blouses were half open revealing their chest, with their school tie's hanging losely around their collar.
The gathered around me in a circle and began pushing me from person to person "Oh if it is'nt our favorite little guy, how are you today" one laughed. I did'nt answer.
"Got any money for us boy" another asked.
"No i replied"
"Well that is'nt good enough boy, you've let us down. Maybe you need to be taught a lesson"?
As they laughed i seized my oppotunity to flee, i stamped on one of the girls feet and as she let me go i ran for home"
"You little Bitch" i heard one of them say.
"You're dead, we're gonna get you good" another shouted.
I was concerned but had'nt thought that far ahead, i just wanted to escape so thats what i did. I did not concider the repucussions of my actions, Flee i thought, think about it later.
I did not see them again for a few days, which only served to concern me more. Where were they, are they scheeming revenge, have they lost interrest, maybe they think i'm too much trouble to bother with.
Although i was running home from school every night to ensure i avoided them, this seemed to be working, and my fear abaited. Maybe i had one, maybe they had all been suspended, maybe they found a new victim? I did'nt care, i was safe i thought. No more troubles.
The following friday i was allowe home from school early. I had to pay a visit to the dentist, but hey, an hour out of my last lesson on a friday cant be bad. I was floating on air as i walked home, the weekend ahead of me, an early finish, things were good.
But as i passed their school gates i felt uneasy. They were still in there, they could see me. The smell of smoke was my first concern. Shit i thought, where is that coming from?
I felt a bump on my head and looked up. To my horror it was one of the girls, she was on the other side of the hedge which lines the entrace to the school, she had seen me coming and climbed up on top of it and was now looking down on me, cigerette in mouth.
"Well well, looks like we chose the right day to bunk class ay girls"
I was suddenly aware of the other 3 who had flanked round behind me and were looking at me with wicked expressions.
"You did'nt think we'd forgotten about you did you boy" the ring leader asked me.
I did not reply.
"We've had fun roughing you up and we'd probably left it at that if you had'nt upset us so much the other week"
"You gave Stacy a broken toe when you jumped on her feet, not to mention the damage to her pretty shoes"
I could'nt breathe, this was getting worse by the minute. Broken toes, damaged shoes, what had i done?
"Bring him inside" the leader hissed, and the other girls grabbed me by the collar and pulled me into their school grounds.
They led me through a quiet corridor and into their locker room. It was dead quiet in there and full of student clothes from the gym class that was going on next door.
They shut the door behind them and pushed me into a shower cubicle turning the water on.
"It;s freezing" i shouted, "what are you doing, let me go"!
"Oh no, we're just getting started" one of the girls said.
They pulled me out of the shower. "Remove your clothes" one snapped.
"No way" i replied.
They moved in closer
"Remove them now" and they began tugging at my wet clothes, stripping me nude.
"Thats better" one girl remarked "Now we have a blank canvas to work on"
They threw me a towl. Dry yourself up cover that pathetic excuse for a penis. I know the water was cold, but really, how old are you, 3"?
The other girls all laughed.
"Right lets get you dressed". She moved over to a locker and pulled out a buch of clothing.
"These are about your size, put them on"
"You must be joking" i replied
She moved in cloer to my face "Do i look like i'm fucking joking. Put them on"
She handed me some pink cotton panties, Navy Blue Tights, a Grey pleated skirt and white blouse, navy and green stripped tie and some strappy shoes.
"What are you playing at" i asked, "This is'nt funny"
"Yes it is" they all laughed. "You're in a girls school now, we cant have a boy walking around, it's best you fit in with us girls" and they all laughed again.
I began getting dressed, first the panties, then the Tights, then the blouse, the skirt and lastly the shoes.
The girls laughed loudly. "What a pretty girl you make" they gathered round, applying make up and fluffing out my long blonde hair.
"Awww all done, we have a new bitch"
I began crying, but this only made them laugh harder.
"Big girls dont cry" one of them said. Yu dont want your make-up running do you"?
Then i was pushed to the floor
"Lick my shoes clean girl"
"I cant i replied"
"I dont want to hear that you cant, just do it"
I began lciking her shiny shoes and i could hear her chuckling to herself.
"You make an excellent serving girl, maybe we should make this a regular thing, ha ha" and they all laughed loudly again.
"Make sure you lick stacys shoes clean" one girl remarked, "she still has a big muddy foot print from you on the front of them", and so i do.
They then pick me up by the neck and begin leading me out into the corridor.
"Where are you taking me" i shout
"To your first lesson of course" comes the reply.
The four girls move me swiftly down the corridore towards a door at the end, i struggle but to no avail, they are stong and there are too many of them.
They knock on the door at the end.
"New student for you miss" one of the girls shouts.
"Enter" the teachers voice on the other side of the door replies.
They fling the door open and push me in, running away laughing.
As i stand up i am in front of at least 25 young girls in their class and a teacher at the front.
I am suddenly very aware i am dressed as a school girl, and the whole class remains in silence. I look every inch the pretty young girl, but my boyish face is visable through the make-up and clothing, and as the situation dawns on them all, they erupt into laughter. Even the teacher cannot contain the hillarity of the situation.
And as i stand there in silence, tears running down my face, the room echo'ing to the sounds of laughter the teacher puts her hand on my shoulder and with a huge sile on her face, asks . .
"And whats your name young lady"
It started with them walkig behind me, throwing the occaisional insult my way, which i ignored. Then they would catch up to me, puch me about, mess my hair up, maybe throw my shcool books on the ground, that sort of thing. But latey i get the feeling they're waiting for me. It seems too much of a co-incidence for them to simply be at the same place as me at the same time, on so many occaisions. I feel they're stalking me to make my life a living hell.
When we last met i was taken quite by surprise. I was nearly home, just a street or two and the country lane to cross and i was there. But then i hear voices behind me, and they stepped out from behind s tree. They had stoped for a smoke and hid away so as to not get caught smoking while still in uniform, an expendable offence at any school.
They always looked so scruffy. Their shoes were always dirty, their tight were either torn or sagging down around their ankles. Their skirts had been shortened to above the allowed length and their blouses were half open revealing their chest, with their school tie's hanging losely around their collar.
The gathered around me in a circle and began pushing me from person to person "Oh if it is'nt our favorite little guy, how are you today" one laughed. I did'nt answer.
"Got any money for us boy" another asked.
"No i replied"
"Well that is'nt good enough boy, you've let us down. Maybe you need to be taught a lesson"?
As they laughed i seized my oppotunity to flee, i stamped on one of the girls feet and as she let me go i ran for home"
"You little Bitch" i heard one of them say.
"You're dead, we're gonna get you good" another shouted.
I was concerned but had'nt thought that far ahead, i just wanted to escape so thats what i did. I did not concider the repucussions of my actions, Flee i thought, think about it later.
I did not see them again for a few days, which only served to concern me more. Where were they, are they scheeming revenge, have they lost interrest, maybe they think i'm too much trouble to bother with.
Although i was running home from school every night to ensure i avoided them, this seemed to be working, and my fear abaited. Maybe i had one, maybe they had all been suspended, maybe they found a new victim? I did'nt care, i was safe i thought. No more troubles.
The following friday i was allowe home from school early. I had to pay a visit to the dentist, but hey, an hour out of my last lesson on a friday cant be bad. I was floating on air as i walked home, the weekend ahead of me, an early finish, things were good.
But as i passed their school gates i felt uneasy. They were still in there, they could see me. The smell of smoke was my first concern. Shit i thought, where is that coming from?
I felt a bump on my head and looked up. To my horror it was one of the girls, she was on the other side of the hedge which lines the entrace to the school, she had seen me coming and climbed up on top of it and was now looking down on me, cigerette in mouth.
"Well well, looks like we chose the right day to bunk class ay girls"
I was suddenly aware of the other 3 who had flanked round behind me and were looking at me with wicked expressions.
"You did'nt think we'd forgotten about you did you boy" the ring leader asked me.
I did not reply.
"We've had fun roughing you up and we'd probably left it at that if you had'nt upset us so much the other week"
"You gave Stacy a broken toe when you jumped on her feet, not to mention the damage to her pretty shoes"
I could'nt breathe, this was getting worse by the minute. Broken toes, damaged shoes, what had i done?
"Bring him inside" the leader hissed, and the other girls grabbed me by the collar and pulled me into their school grounds.
They led me through a quiet corridor and into their locker room. It was dead quiet in there and full of student clothes from the gym class that was going on next door.
They shut the door behind them and pushed me into a shower cubicle turning the water on.
"It;s freezing" i shouted, "what are you doing, let me go"!
"Oh no, we're just getting started" one of the girls said.
They pulled me out of the shower. "Remove your clothes" one snapped.
"No way" i replied.
They moved in closer
"Remove them now" and they began tugging at my wet clothes, stripping me nude.
"Thats better" one girl remarked "Now we have a blank canvas to work on"
They threw me a towl. Dry yourself up cover that pathetic excuse for a penis. I know the water was cold, but really, how old are you, 3"?
The other girls all laughed.
"Right lets get you dressed". She moved over to a locker and pulled out a buch of clothing.
"These are about your size, put them on"
"You must be joking" i replied
She moved in cloer to my face "Do i look like i'm fucking joking. Put them on"
She handed me some pink cotton panties, Navy Blue Tights, a Grey pleated skirt and white blouse, navy and green stripped tie and some strappy shoes.
"What are you playing at" i asked, "This is'nt funny"
"Yes it is" they all laughed. "You're in a girls school now, we cant have a boy walking around, it's best you fit in with us girls" and they all laughed again.
I began getting dressed, first the panties, then the Tights, then the blouse, the skirt and lastly the shoes.
The girls laughed loudly. "What a pretty girl you make" they gathered round, applying make up and fluffing out my long blonde hair.
"Awww all done, we have a new bitch"
I began crying, but this only made them laugh harder.
"Big girls dont cry" one of them said. Yu dont want your make-up running do you"?
Then i was pushed to the floor
"Lick my shoes clean girl"
"I cant i replied"
"I dont want to hear that you cant, just do it"
I began lciking her shiny shoes and i could hear her chuckling to herself.
"You make an excellent serving girl, maybe we should make this a regular thing, ha ha" and they all laughed loudly again.
"Make sure you lick stacys shoes clean" one girl remarked, "she still has a big muddy foot print from you on the front of them", and so i do.
They then pick me up by the neck and begin leading me out into the corridor.
"Where are you taking me" i shout
"To your first lesson of course" comes the reply.
The four girls move me swiftly down the corridore towards a door at the end, i struggle but to no avail, they are stong and there are too many of them.
They knock on the door at the end.
"New student for you miss" one of the girls shouts.
"Enter" the teachers voice on the other side of the door replies.
They fling the door open and push me in, running away laughing.
As i stand up i am in front of at least 25 young girls in their class and a teacher at the front.
I am suddenly very aware i am dressed as a school girl, and the whole class remains in silence. I look every inch the pretty young girl, but my boyish face is visable through the make-up and clothing, and as the situation dawns on them all, they erupt into laughter. Even the teacher cannot contain the hillarity of the situation.
And as i stand there in silence, tears running down my face, the room echo'ing to the sounds of laughter the teacher puts her hand on my shoulder and with a huge sile on her face, asks . .
"And whats your name young lady"