Geeky Punishment - Reality Ring

 Another day another victim.

Anyone else would have been intimated, first semester of freshman year at a new college, barely 19 years old. But not you, you took it in stride. Star basketball player of your high school, you entered college on a scholarship, and were already making yourself known as a formidable ball player. And as a bully. Already, many social groups had learned to fear you, freshmen all the way to seniors, you made no distinction.

Today’s victim was a tiny sophomore, a quiet girl who mostly kept to herself. She had the misfortune of crossing a doorway just as you were exiting class. Never having stopped for anyone in your life, and not about to start now, you ran into her. You pretty much rammed her, and with your body muscular from long hours working out, and her much smaller frame, she flew across the hall, almost reaching the lockers on the other side.

You looked on both sides of the corridor, making sure that no teachers saw the incident happen, and then turned to her.

“Watch where you are going, shorty! Next time you get in my way you might actually get hurt!”

She did seem to be hurt, as she sat up but stayed on the ground, gripping her arm in her hand. Not that you cared. You turned from her and started making towards the door, this being the last session in the day. That’s when you saw a trio of cheerleaders walking towards you in a determined step, looking furious. At their head was Jennifer Walker, head cheerleader for the college, looking even more pissed than the other two, staring right at you. The cheerleaders were the only ones that stood up to you since you arrived. Not that you bullied them, the girls were way too sexy for you to want to intimidate them. No, you just teased them, almost relentlessly, making inadequate propositions to them regardless of their past refusals.

Jennifer headed straight towards you, while the other two girls, whose names you didn’t care about, bent down to see if the girl you had knocked down was okay. Jenny raised a finger to your face, still looking furious.

“This time you went to far! In this school we preach tolerance and inclusivity. I don’t care that you got here on some fancy scholarship, I am warning you, this is the last straw!”

“Oh yeah?” You reply, more amused than anything else at the girl’s outburst. “And what exactly are you going to do about it, little Jenny?”

“That does it!” She seemed completely outraged. “You will pay for this, you will see! Your days of terrorizing this school are over!”

“HA! Really? What are you going to do, go whining to Mr. Principal? At worst I will get a little scolding, as if that will change anything!”

“Oh, you’ll see, then you’ll regret your attitude, and regret crossing me.”

With that she turned around towards the other cheerleaders, who were just helping the smaller girl up, indicating to Jennifer that they would be taking her to the infirmary. You scoffed, heading once again towards the exit. You were certain that you could take whatever little miss cheerleader would throw at you. But the iciness in her voice made you hesitate, that cold rage she had exuded in the moment, the cool confidence. What if she really had an ace up her sleeve? But no, she was bluffing, she had to be.

You made your way across campus to your dorm, where you had a nice room all to yourself, privilege of being a star athlete on a sports scholarship. You set your bag down in a corner, not planning on really studying tonight. More like getting changed, meet up with your bros from the team then hit some party happening just off campus somewhere. You were just about to remove your shirt when a knock came at the door. Taking a quick guess at who it was, you opened cautiously, and you where right, Jennifer was standing there, by herself.

“Look who it is! Little miss everything must be perfect in my school. Come to scold me again?”

“No, I have come to dish out the punishment you deserve. One you should have gotten long ago.” She says, much calmer than last time you saw her. She brushed past you entering your room swiftly. Not intimidated at all, you did not stop her from coming in, and simply closed the door and stepped into your room as well. As she turned, you respond casually.

“So, what is it going to be? A speech about how we must be good to each other? How everyone deserves to be loved and we shouldn’t make fun of people for being different?”

“Not this time. This tactic would never work on you. You are way too mean spirited. No I fear much more drastic measures are in order now. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” She raised her hand, pointing a single, ringed finger at you and uttered a single word. “Immobile.”

Suddenly you could no longer move. Even your eyes were fixated on her. You tried to speak, but could not emit a single sound. You could only stand still, breathe and blink occasionally. A sense of dread ran through you. How could she do that? As if reading your thoughts, she started talking.

“It is a nifty little thing this ring” she said, looking at an ornate ring she was wearing on her finger, the one she had pointed at you. “It is magical, you see. If I point it a someone and say at single word, that word becomes an absolute truth about the person I am pointing. This is how I became the head cheerleader. But I didn’t use this power to take control, to bend everyone to my will. No, I used it to make the school a better place, a peaceful center of learning and diversity. You are disturbing this careful peace. Now I will make you pay. Don’t worry, I am not going to hurt you. Just change you a bit, your attitude, and your physique.”

She raised her hand once again, pointing at you with the object of power. You could only watch and listen in horror as she spoke another single word.

“Short.”

You felt yourself shrink down. Your imposing stature diminishing within the blink of an eye. Gone were your 6 foot 3 inches. If you had to guess, you were now closer to the 5 feet mark, much closer. A look of disapproval came up on Jennifer’s face.

“No that won’t do, yes you are short, but you still have all those big muscles you used so much to push people around. Oh, I know! Frail”

All your hard-worked muscles melted into nothingness, your arms, legs and chest losing all definition. You would have cried out in defiance, if you had been able to do so. Your panic must have been palpable, because she spoke up again, this time her tone seeming amused.

“Oh, don’t worry, it could be worst. After all, you could be a Girl.”

As drastic as the previous changes were, this one was the most disturbing. The feeling of your dick being sucked into your new pussy, hair growing longer, waist pulling in, hips pushing out, small breasts blossoming beneath your shirt, it was all so alien.

“You look so cute now!” She exclaimed with a laugh. “But there are still a few things missing before that new body of yours is complete. This one is for the hard time you kept giving us cheerleaders. Voluptuous.”

Your already defined curves grew more exaggerated. Your hips thrust out even further, your ass ballooning out behind you, waist pinching in and breasts growing to a very womanly D cup. This change accentuated the oddness of this new body, the wrongness of all the soft jiggly masses now attached to your chest and buttocks.

“And now for the finishing touches” she inspected you, then jabbed the ring towards you, uttering multiple words in chain one after the other. “Pale. Platinum. Feminine.”

All the changes hit you almost at once. From the corner of your eyes you could see your arm losing its tan, growing so pale it was almost white. A loose strand of hair from your vision shifted from dark brown to a platinum hue, and on the tip of your hands a shiny coat of varnish appeared, and your face felt heavy with the weight of the make-up it now sported.

“That last one was just a little taste of the next changes to come.” Jennifer said, still smilling. “You thought we were done? No no no, as I said earlier, you need a little attitude adjustment. And now we are going to do just that. Now let’s see… Timid.”

Suddenly the cheerleader seemed much more imposing. Where before your fear made you want to charge her and stop her, now your only desire was to run and hide from this evil sorceress. You felt so exposed, at her mercy, and there was nothing you could do to stop her.

“Let’s take that a step further shall we? Anxious.”

Worries crept inside your head. She could affect your thoughts, your mental state? Was there a limit to this rings power? Will you even be yourself at the end of this? Questions kept popping inside your mind, as you tried to fathom every possibility, but the cheerleader did not seem like she was done yet.

“This one is for one of the groups who most suffered from your intolerant behavior. Geek”.

Thoughts of sports, parties and other jock activities you liked to do vanished, replaced instead by thoughts of Video Games, Sci-Fi TV series, Cosplaying and other such activities. You tried to imagine yourself playing basketball, a sport you had played since you were barely walking, but now it seemed so… boring. What was the point of just throwing a ball around? Video games were much more immersive! And there was such a variety of them, the possibilities were endless!

“Now how about we make this new life of yours a little more interesting? This should be fun, with you being as timid as you are. Nymphomaniac. Another little reward for your new geeky friends.” She finished with a wink.

A warmth surged from your new pussy. A tingle, a deep need that had to be fulfilled. You tried to whimper in discontent, but still you could not make any sound at all. Your blush must have been apparent, because Jennifer giggled happily.

“That’s going to be quite the predicament. Too timid to ask someone out, or even respond to the many advances I am sure you are going to get, but so, so horny. I imagine you will spend a lot of nights frigging your little vagina raw. Now we don’t want you to be thinking about girls while you do that, do we? Heterosexual.”

Jennifer suddenly looked less attractive, less desirable. Your sex addled mind conjured up the images of big strong men, and of you pleasuring them, and you almost came right there. How were you going to live like this?

“Almost done! Now all that is missing for you is a new name. What do you think, Stephanie, like the sound of that?”

Your old name vanished from your mind, leaving you as Stephanie. You knew somehow you would only respond to that name from now on and refer to yourself as a girl. This was all too much, you just wanted to bundle up and cry.

“Well I think that does it! I really like this new you and hope we can be friends in the future. If you can build up the courage to come up and talk to me, that is. Oh, and before I forget, no use trying to explain what happened here to anyone, this ring alters reality, which means the previous you never existed, only this cute, petite, geeky new you. Good luck in you new life, Stephanie! Mobile.”

You crumbled on the floor, your new body jiggling in all the wrong areas. You vaguely heard the door open and close but couldn’t even gather up the courage to simply look up as she left. Once you were sure she was gone you glanced up. Somehow you were now in the girl’s dorm. Video game posters littered the walls, and there was a huge computer station set up in the corner of the room. As you got up, you saw your reflection in a wall mounted mirror. You couldn’t help but gape at the new you, from your dainty arms and legs, long platinum hair, soft features and expertly applied make up that you were sure you could reapply without any issue. Grabbing your Skyrim T-shirt from behind and pulling on it, you revealed your very feminine curves. You let go in desperation, knowing you would never return to be your old self.

A strong growing heat pulsed from between your legs, reminding you of your new carnal needs. To your distraught, you felt your vagina grow moist with the thought of the multiple folders of porn you knew were on your computer. With resignation, you headed to your computer chair, booting up the system and lowering your panties before sitting down, ready to masturbate for the first of what would be many, many times.