#anewgeneration

“This isn’t some sort of trick is it? You’re not going to drop pig’s blood of something on me are you?” Charlie said with suspicion. Laurie giggled.

“Haha no. I think you have been watching too many movies where the Head Cheerleader is some sort of evil bitch. I only want to help you. So why are you crying?” Laurie said compassionately.

Charlie still waited for the shoe to drop but Laurie stared at her with kind eyes. The more she thought of it the more she remembered Laurie had gone out of her way to help others. Sure she was a little ditzy but she seemed to have good intentions.

“Well you see I’ve felt invisible in this school every day for years. I said to myself that for my senior year I would try and make an effort to fit in more. So I built up the courage to see if Leonard would go on a date but he turned me down and I just feel so humiliated.” Charlie said breaking out into more tears.

Laurie felt bad for her. Leonard was by no means a ‘catch’ and the fact that he turned her down didn’t bode well for Charlie’s future endeavours. Laurie had a secret up her sleeve though that could help her out.

“Hey what if I told you I could give you, like, something that would help you? That could transform you into the best version of you?” Laurie said.

“I would say what’s the catch?” Charlie said more fearful than ever that pig’s blood was about to rain down on her.

Laurie giggled. “No catch silly. Your desires will be fulfilled and amplified. For example did you know I was like a complete nobody my first year here? Then I found something, that made me into the person I am now. That’s actually why I was in the library in the first place, to return it.”

“But if this does exist then why give it up?” Charlie said.

“Look at me. I have gotten everything I needed from it. It’s time a new generation takes it on. The chosen person is, like, called to it and stuff. I think that’s why you’re here at the same time I, like, came to bring it back. Do you feel something is calling to you here?” Laurie asked.

Charlie didn’t believe what Laurie was saying but at the same time what if what she said was true? What if she had something that could fix all her problems? She had to have it.

“Yeah I feel it, it’s strong.” Charlie lied.

“Oh I just knew it.” Laurie said beaming unaware of Charlie’s deception. Laurie took a heavy looking book from her bag and gave it to Charlie.

“Ok here it is, all you have to do is put your hand on the outline of the cover and picture the person you want to be. It’s gonna get a little weird but don’t panic. Enjoy!” Laurie said smiling at her.

Charlie took the book and looked at the cover. It was pure white and on the cover there was the outline of a hand, like a weird hand only crime scene. The title read: Being a Better You. Oh great Charlie thought, it’s some self help book. She humoured Laurie and placed her hand into the outline on the cover. Suddenly the lights in the library started to flicker.

“What’s happening?” Charlie said in fear. She tried to take her hand off the book but it wouldn’t budge. Sharp pain went up her body that soon turned to intense pleasure.

“Ohhhhhh this feels good. Mmmmmm really good.” Charlie said moaning lightly. She could feel her body transforming and becoming hotter. Her breasts increased in size while her stomach and body fat decreased. Her mind was focused on who she wanted to be. More attractive but also smarter. What’s another word for that she thought? Calculating, cunning... Machiavelian. This reminded here of the phrase Laurie had used: Evil Bitch. Her thoughts were getting distracted by it, being consumed by it. 

“Evil Bitches always look like they have so much fun.” Charlie thought. “They have all the hot guys lining up while nerds like Leonard worship at their feet. They aren’t outcasts at school, no they run the school because they are better than everyone else. Mmmmmm yes that sounds like who I want to be. Who I should be.”

Laurie’s expression changed from delight to horror as she saw the negative changes take place before her. Charlie’s clothes transformed to sexy knee high boots, short tartan skirt and a black cleavage friendly top no bigger than a bra. Not only that the book too was changing, turning jet black.

“Mmmmmm fuck yes!” Charlie screamed in ecstasy. “Make me into an evil bitch so I can run this school! A new generation of evil sluts is being born! Haha Laurie you idiot! The book wasn't meant for me before but it is now!”

As the changes ceased Charlie sat up and felt her new body all over. It felt amazing to have such a hot, cum inducing body. She would have her pick of men now and no one could stop her. Well except maybe Laurie. She stood up and glared at a shocked Laurie.

“Charlie this isn’t right! You’ve corrupted the book! Future generations will become evil versions of themselves and the school will be chaos! You have to reverse it!” Laurie said pleading with her.

“Reverse it? This is the best thing to ever happen to me! I have become everything I claimed to hate but secretly loved. Even if I wanted to change the book back it’s too late, it has tasted my evil desires and it wants more. But don’t take my word for it.” Charlie said smiling evilly as she grabbed Laurie’s hand and pushed it against the now evil book.

Laurie tried to struggle but the pleasure was too intense. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as her body absorbed the impurity of the the now evil book. Her hair turned dark red and her makeup became darker. Her cheerleader outfit changed from it’s original bright white and red to almost entirely black. Her sensible shoes morphed into high heel black boots. Her eyes rolled back and gone was the compassion Charlie had seen in them.

“Thanks Charlie, I guess I still needed the book after all.” The new Laurie said lifting her hand off the book.

“Don’t you look good enough to eat and ugh don’t call me the boyish name. Call me Charlotte. How do you feel?” Charlotte asked with a smirk.

“Mmmmm like the best version of me. Ohhhh but I need a boy, no scratch that I need a man to fuck.” Laurie said biting her bottom lip.