The Day You Became A Bratty Girl 💕

A neon-lit alleyway. Rain pours as you, stand protectively in front of your girlfriend, Lexi. She clings to your arm, her face pale with fear. Across from you stands Zarek, a shadowy figure with a smirk his glowing raygun aimed at you.

Zarek: Hah! You think you can stop me? Your pathetic bravado won’t save her from my 𝐅𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐇-𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑!!

Lexi: my love, don’t! He’s dangerous!

Before you can react, Zarek fires the raygun. A blinding pink light envelops you. Your body trembles as the world spins then you drop to your knees.

Lexi: No!!

Your voice comes out in a high-pitched gasp as your body begins to shift. Your shoulders narrow, frame softens, your hair grows long and wavy, dyed in pastel pink streaks, your breasts grows much larger and softy with delicated curves. 👗👠 You experience increaste in your estrogen levels as you feel a tug at your waist as a glittery crop top and pleated skirt materialize on you and your mind begins to warp. Memories of being Lexi’s protector fade, replaced by thoughts of shopping, selfies and a bratty urge to get your way. 😻💖 You stagger your feet, wobbling on pink platform heels. You catch a glimpse of yourself in a puddle—a petite, bratty girl with pouty lips, sparkly eyeshadow, and an attitude. 💋💄

Zarek: Just a bratty little girl who’ll never stand in my way again.

Lexi: It's too late..

Lexi hugs you and start to cry loud in front of you, Zarek walks away with the raygun and your mind is fully of cutesy, pinky and womanhood. 😺♀️

What will you do?? ❤