Published: May 28, 2024
My one-hundred and twenty-second caption, featuring the TransforLife app again and some good-old fashioned revenge.
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TransforLife was easily the biggest phone app that had ever existed. Using advanced technology that seemed like something out of science fiction, the app was capable of changing aspects of the user or a consenting third party in incredible ways. While originally built as a machine intended to provide transgender patients with the body of their dreams, the app version had spread like wildfire, allowing people to modify their bodies and lifestyles to their liking. Still, even with the limits, safeguards, and usage tracking built into the app, there were those out there who had learned to jailbreak the app’s functions, allowing them to transform themselves and others into just about anything imaginable. Whether through accidents or malicious use, many people disappeared, never to be seen again…
John had never been particularly good at anything, popular, or even decent-looking. Though he was somewhat talented with computers and phones, he considered himself utterly unremarkable in all other regards. He had his fair share of bullies, most of whom were surprisingly girls, who mocked him for his short stature and skinny build. This had gone on since middle school, with their “ringleader”, Stacy Simmons, being at the center of most of it. It was only when he reached high school that she and her friends started siccing their jock boyfriends on him, making everything far worse than it had ever been. When he had heard of the TransforLife app, he decided to put his few good skills to use, making use of several illicit (and likely very illegal) guides to modify the app for a specific purpose. He was going to use it to take the ultimate revenge on all of them, though not in the usual “transform into a chick and fuck their boyfriends” way you’d see in a doujin. No, he had something far more devious and… permanent in mind for all of them.
After spending a whole weekend working on the jailbroken app, John set his plan in motion, arriving early to school that Monday so he could get ready. After “procuring” a girl’s uniform and a few other items, he hid in a secluded spot overlooking the main entrance of the school, where he could get a lock on Stacy and her five other friends. Pointing his phone at each of them, he “tagged” them in the app’s memory. Luckily, he was able to get all of them before they made their way inside, leaving him giddy with excitement. Once first period was over and he went to gym class with the others, he hid behind the bleachers, pulling out his phone as he scrolled through the six girls while watching them out on the field. He triggered the “unaware” option he had modded in, and started with Megan, the tallest member of the group. He used the app to swap out her tall, slender legs for his short, stumpy ones, immediately gaining a foot in additional height. On her end, she suddenly slammed face-first into the field, thinking she had simply tripped, when in reality she was a whole foot shorter with thin, untoned leg muscles. Next, he turned to Lisa, the group’s most busty member. For her, his choice was obvious. He swapped his flat chest for her buxom, E-cup breasts, immediately causing her T-shirt to nearly fall off while his became heavily strained and tight. So far, no one had noticed anything.
The next one he’d be stealing from was Amanda. She was the group’s beauty queen, always taking great lengths to make sure her hair, jewelry, and makeup were perfect. He decided to take all of these, gaining her luscious long hair, earrings, hair clip, and eyeliner. The woman’s appearance went from gorgeous to boyish, bordering more on tomboy as she gained his short hair, unpierced ears, and lack of makeup. Fourth on the list was Heidi, the only one John considered somewhat redeemable. Since she had done the least to torture him, he decided he’d only be taking her toned arms and dainty hands. He did exactly that, gaining upper limbs and hands that were now proportional to his new legs, while she got his hairy, lanky arms. The last two were Kate, then Stacy herself. Kate was Stacy’s “second-in-command”, and was honestly quite dim despite her mean-spirited nature. Locking onto her, he decided to take her generous backside and her narrow waist, two things that were quite a rare thing to see together. As his waist caved into supermodel proportions, he let out a small, feminine moan as his ass became perfect and heart-shaped. Kate was thrown to the field by the sudden change in weight, and he suspected her shorts might have snapped around the waist. Finally, it was down to Stacy herself. John savored the complete and utter revenge he was about to take on her, punching in the options for swapping specific facial features, and finally, his sex. From her, he was going to take the most. Her looks, and her femininity.
Pressing the button, John was immediately overwhelmed with new sensations throughout his entire body as his male organs and genitalia were replaced with her own. It was as if every end of his body was tingling with static electricity, like the moment before a lightning strike. It took all of his, now her, self control to keep from moaning out loud, which would have very quickly gained the attention of everyone nearby. Looking down at herself, the newly-created Johanna admired her perfect, seductive form. She had taken the best physical features of each girl who had wronged her, and they were none the wiser. However… the next part of Johanna’s plan would have to wait as she excused herself, running to the bathroom to “relieve” herself. Locking herself in a stall, she wasted no time pulling down her ill-fitting underwear and plunging several fingers into her tingly hole, exploring the interior with the ferocity of someone who had dropped their wedding ring down the shower drain. Against her better judgment, she allowed herself to moan out as loudly as she could as she came, actually managing to squirt as she did, much to her own surprise. Panting heavily and covered with quite the layer of juice and sweat, she threw her old male rags on the floor of the locker room bathroom, putting on the girl’s uniform she had taken. The shirt barely fit, but she loved how it all felt. Leaving the stall and walking over to the mirror, she took a brief moment to admire herself before the other girls began to filter back in from outside now that gym class was over.
As Stacy and her five friends walked in together, they all couldn’t shake the feeling that something was individually wrong with them. Though Johanna’s “unaware” option had stopped them from noticing the most blatant changes, the differences in their bodies were very clear, each having lived with those features their whole lives. Megan found it odd that her top row locker seemed quite difficult to reach now, and Lisa found it strange how her shirts and bras didn’t fit anymore. Amanda found the excess beauty products in her locker and purse unusual, considering her plain, natural features and short hair, and Heidi was annoyed by the excess hair on her arms, quickly shaving it off. Stacy lamented the fact that she had gained quite a bit of weight again, with none of it going to her ass, and finally… Stacy. Stacy was sweating bullets, unable to comprehend the erection she, now technically a he, was trying to hide from his friends. It should have seemed normal to him, but something screamed that this was all completely wrong.
“Hiya, girls!” Johanna greeted with excess enthusiasm, waving to her former enemies who had no idea who she had previously been. Her buxom, supermodel body jiggled as she moved, leaving the whole group somewhat captivated with her beauty. “I’m Johanna! I was recently transferred here, and I hope we can all be friends! See ya around!~”
The five girls (and one boy) looked at each other, consumed with feelings of inadequacy at the beautiful new girl. Happy with a job well done, and especially with how her new, custom-made form felt, Johanna wasted no time disposing of her phone, chucking it into a river on her way home from school, effectively rendering all the changes permanent.
From that point on, Johanna became the new leader of the popular girls in school, going on to join the cheerleading team and even becoming the Prom Queen. The group of six friends slowly broke up after several months, with Heidi, Amanda and Megan eventually joining Johanna’s larger group of friends instead. Lisa and Kate would maintain their relationship, separate from the others, but Stacy was eventually left by himself, eventually falling in with a group of social outcasts. His “true” status had been revealed by Kate, his former best friend, which resulted in him being made to use the boy’s locker room the rest of the year to his immense discomfort, considering his thin, womanly form. This had all been by design, of course. Johanna had taken her ultimate revenge on the six girls who had tormented her all those years, eventually even ending up in a fling with Stacy’s former boyfriend to boot. Did Johanna’s revenge go too far? Maybe… but in the end, she didn’t care. Their lifelong discomfort was more than enough to satisfy her.