Bimbo Cheerleader Punishment - Reality Ring

 It was a sunny day outside. Weather was nice, warm but not unbearably hot. The sports field was packed, as expected. In the sand pits a group of friends were playing a casual match of beach volleyball, the basketball court was filled with people throwing hoops one after the other, the football team was all there, running laps in their heavy field equipment. But you weren’t amongst any of them. You were simply lounging on the bleachers, by yourself, attention focused on another group. The cheerleaders. You weren’t some kind of closeted pervert like one might assume by this, in fact you were focused on them for pretty much the opposite reason. You absolutely despised them. And if one actually payed attention to your gaze they would notice, that your eyes were not filled by lust or desire, but by disgust and pity.

It all stemmed from the fact that you had to bust your ass off with good grades in high school to even get a remote chance at being selected for this prestigious college. But these jocks had free entry, simply because they were good at sports, an affinity you never had. But these cheerleaders were even worse. Cheerleading wasn’t even a real sport; you didn’t have to be really fit to be a cheerleader. All you had to do is be a girl, show off a little skin, shake your pom poms, sing some dumb rhymes about school spirit and voila! Free pass to college. No wonder they were all just dumb sluts, not caring about their grades, only wanting to score the hottest guys. Besides they would most likely have not made it through high school if it wasn’t for teachers giving them an easy team just because of their “cheerleader obligations”. It was all bullshit, and you knew it. And you didn’t hide the fact that you knew it, as you would state your opinion straight as it is directly to anyone who asked. Even when the head cheerleader, Jennifer, had come to confront you about what she had heard you say, you only affirmed it, that you thought that all cheerleaders were just sluts who got a free pass to college for little to no effort. You loved her outraged reaction, and seeing her storm off just about made your whole week better.

So now you were staring at them from a distance, look of scorn upon your face. Jennifer kept glancing your way between routines, with a cold anger seeping from her eyes. Even at a distance you could feel it burn into you, sending a chill down your spine. Feeling uncomfortable all of a sudden, you decided it was time to go, you had wasted enough time here. So, you put the textbook you were pretending to read in your backpack, slung it over your shoulder and headed towards the school. As you left you didn’t notice a figure separating from the other cheerleaders, following you into the school. Classes were pretty much done for the day, and the hallways were practically empty, which was not surprising with the beautiful weather outside. As you were making your way to your locker, intending on dropping off whatever books you didn’t need there, you heard rapid footsteps behind you, as if someone was trying to catch up to you. You turned around and saw Jennifer there, approaching at a fast pace, an eerie smile on her face, almost threatening. As she approached you, you stopped, about to ask her what the hell she wanted with you, when he raised one of her hands, which sported an ornate ring, with a glowing ruby at its center. She then spoke a single word that seemed to resound within your very soul, becoming a part of you.

“Obedient. Follow me and don’t make a sound.”

You tried to protest, but found that you couldn’t, you simply had to obey her. And so, you didn’t say a word and simply followed her as she ducked into an empty classroom, closing the door behind you. She must have noticed the look of confusion on your face as she smiled, raised her hand with the ring once again and started explaining.

“This is a very powerful magic artifact. You see, it lets me rewrite reality. By saying a single word, that word becomes a part of who you are, becomes an absolute truth about you, while changing reality so that everyone remembers it always being this way, except you and me, of course, where would be the lesson in you forgetting your past self? I use this to make this school a better place, a place without violence and without hate. And you my friend, have been spreading a little too much of that lately, so you have earned yourself a little comeuppance. Now I forbid you from trying to take this ring, harm me in any way, or try to leave this room. Let us have a little fun, shall we?”

You were just waiting for the right moment to jump up and snatch the ring from her finger, when all thoughts of aggressions towards her vanished. And so, you could only stand there, helpless, as she once again raised the ring towards you.

“I am afraid I won’t be able to drag this out too long, we do have a cheer practice to go to. But we I feel some payback is in order. First, how about we make you a Girl. That way you will fit right in with your new teammates!”

As she said the word you felt your entire body reshaping. Shoulders narrowing, arms slimming down, hands and feet becoming dainty. But those where the small changes. Your chest heaved as a pair of sizable breasts formed, your ass ballooned out in a heart shape behind you, hips pushing out sideways, waist thinning, giving you an hourglass figure, brown hair trickling down past your shoulders, becoming curly. But the biggest change was your dick, shrinking rapidly, even as you somehow tried to hold on to it. And so, you felt it, becoming little more than a nub, your foreskin reforming as the hood over your new clitoris. Meanwhile, right below, your testicles shot up your body, forming the entrance to your new vagina, as they became ovaries. Your scrotum split and spread, enveloping the new hole and your clitoris, forming the meaty lips of your finalized pussy. But the changes weren’t done. Even your clothes morphed around you, boxers becoming panties, hugging your crotch in an unfamiliar but somehow comfortable way, digging a little between your bulging ass cheeks. Jeans becoming feminine in style, sneakers becoming pink, t-shirt becoming a blouse and bra cupping your new tits. The word had made so you were always a girl, and so your clothing adjusted, not just your body. Even your bag was now a feminine design with a flower on it.

“Love the new look! But we cheerleaders are athletes! Even if you proclamed otherwise during your hateful and childish rants, you’ll have to be in better shape than this if you want to keep up to the other girls! Fit.”

With that word you gained quite a bit of muscle tone, arms bulking up a middle, soft stomach becoming hard with abs, thighs thickening and butt firming. You felt a new found strength, a rush of energy. You felt so.... alive! The feeling was hard to describe. Memories of long hours at the gym also sprang into your mind, with daily runs and an overall much more active lifestyle! This wasn’t you! You were never into working out, you found it boring. But as you peered back into your memory you now found your time at the gym quite enjoyable, and nothing quite felt like the soreness of your muscles after a good working, knowing that you gave it all you had and even more.

“There we go! But now Rebecca, you are not wearing your uniform, and the practice has already started! How can you be a good Cheerleader without your cute cheer uniform and pom-poms?”

This time two changes occurred. As she said your new name your old one vanished from your mind, completely forgotten. You tried to bring it back, but all you could think of was Rebecca, Becky, Becca, all nicknames your friends in the cheer squad called you. Friends in the cheer squad? You gasped as cheerleading knowledge flooded your brains, routines as well as memories of being a cheerleader since high school, and quite a good one at that. At the same time, your clothes reformed once more, becoming the schools cheer uniform, some tiny white short shorts with a leopard print band on top that left almost nothing to the imagination, and a pink top that finished above your navel. Finally, two pink pom-poms materialized in your hands, completing the cheerleader look.

“Now you look the part! A great member of our great team! But remember, this is a punishment, I can’t let you off that easy. This new life of yours right now is basically a dream for a lot of girls, fit cheerleader on scholarship in a prestigious high school, you can get used quite easily to this life. There has to be a downside, maybe even a few of them, make your life a little harder. Now what was it you were calling us again? Ah yes, I remember, you said we were all Slutty.”

This mental change hit you like a train. You now had a very hard to control libido, and had had multiple adventures in the past, with boys and girls you realized. But it was more than that, all your mannerisms had changed. You now knew you always walked with an exaggerated sway of your hips, ass and tits bouncing with every step. You always wore the most revealing outfits possible, while still conforming, more or less, to the school dress code. Make-up was a must, and you never left home without it. Even duiring cheer routines, you would shake your tits and bounce your ass extra hard, making sure to advertise yourself as much as possible. Everything about you basically screamed and advertised sex, and that got you quite a lot of it, much to your satisfaction.

“Once last thing and we can get going. You were always rambling about how we got off easily in class because of cheerleader, how we didn’t have to do anything to do to pass. This is not true, and we have to work twice as hard to juggle school work and cheer obligations, so most of us are very dedicated learners and quite intelligent in fact. But let's make you the exception to this. Dumb and Ditzy. Now you will struggle with every class, trying hard to keep a grade good enough to remain in the cheer squad, let alone at this school. And with your ditzy attitude, no one will take you seriously, and assume you are just some dumb bimbo, which honestly you almost are. But luckily, you have your friends from the cheer squad, who will do everything they can to support you in your academic studies, even if you aren’t the quickest girl on the block.”

Your thoughts started to slow down, and you had difficulty grasping the situation. Something about studying to remain on the cheer squad. But studying was so hard, and class was so boring! But on the other hand, you really wanted to stay on the cheer squad, it had been your dream since you were a little girl! Plus, it got all the cute boys to look at you, you always love it when they look at you, it makes you all warm and tingly for them. You let out a giggle, as you remembered your encounter with Chad after last practice behind the bleachers. He didn’t want to get caught, so you didn’t have time for a quickie, but you did give him the best blowjob, like, ever! Jennifer snapped her fingers, bringing you back into focus.

“Come on Becky we have to go! Practice has already started and the girls are waiting for us!”

“Oh Gosh, I’m, like, sooo sorry! I don’t know why I spaced out there, Jenny! I’ll drop my bag in my locker and I’ll be, like, right there!”

“No time, just drop it on the field and you’ll pick it back up there after practice, quick!”

She grabbed you by the arm, and you both ran back outside to the football field, were the girls were waiting patiently for Jennifer to come back with you. You felt so lost. Weren’t you going somewhere else? Didn’t you just come from the field? But no, or else you would have been with the other girls, cheering. It didn’t make sense that you would have been just here and then left before practice was over, did it? Deep inside your mind your old self screamed out, attempting to take control, but powerless as he witnessed the new you get into position, a wide smile on your face as you glanced over at Chad, who was also staring back at you suggestively. The routine started, and no one could have guessed that Rebecca, the dumb slutty cheerleaderwho was shaking her pom-poms provocatively, was a mean-spirited boy just moments ago.