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A high school student finds a grimoire that shows how to make magical disguises. |
Previously: "Even a Football Player Has Weak Spots"  [by rugal b.] You get a certain thrill out of the thought of having Amanda Ferguson under your control. Of all the haughty girls running in the snobbish AP circle, Amanda may very well be the haughtiest of them all. She carries herself as if almost everyone else is beneath her. Not in the snooty way that her friend Kelsey does but in a way that seems to barely, if at all, even acknowledge the existence of others. As if they're so far beneath her notice that they don't even get the sneers that her friends are so ready to give others. To take someone like her and have complete control of her... and what if Sydney put on her mask? Would she be willing to... would you be actually be able to fool around with Amanda freakin' Ferguson? The flip side of the coin is what she might do with Blake. Would she have to seduce him? Get physical with him? All in service of breaking his heart? Without even realizing it you start to feel antsy and can't stem the tide of jealousy that starts bubbling up from deep within you. No, you definitely don't want to even think of the possibility of that happening. So what then? You put on Amanda's mask? Could you even be a girl? Technically you know it's possible; if Sydney could wear Caleb's mask then you could wear Amanda's. But being her and being her are two different things. Could you handle everything that would come with being a girl? With being Amanda and all that her life would entail? Could you handle seducing Blake yourself? Oh you'd life to see his heart get ripped in two right in front of your face. The smug prick definitely deserves it. But could you handle all that you'd have to do to get to that point? You begin to doubt if you could. If not Amanda then that just leaves the guys. Someone like Chen is too complicated to explain to Sydney any more than you have, or rather you don't feel like explaining it to her right now any more than you have as your focus needs to remain squarely on Blake. Carstairs is out as well because that jealousy is still boiling and you can't help but think you'd be introducing more "competition" even if you were playing the role yourself. Besides, Sydney seems intent on using a girl. So what then? Well there is one option... "I don't really know about any crushes," you say with a shake of your head, "but... he's got a sister." The nuclear option. "A sister?" Sydney perks up. "Do tell." "Yeah," you answer. "She's a sophomore, plays on the JV softball team. Do you know a Kelly O'Brien? You're friends with some of the softball players right?" "Sure but I can't say I know anyone on the JV team," she answers. "Maggie might though." "What do you mean might?" you ask in surprise. Maggie Crenshaw is captain of the varsity team so it's natural to assume that she'd know what's going on with the JV team isn't it? "I don't really follow the goings on of the softball teams," Sydney admits, "so I don't know who's in charge of working with the JV squad." "Wouldn't it be Maggie since she's the captain?" "Maybe," she shrugs, "but I think it just works out to whoever wants to or can do it. I've heard Anita's pretty hands off with the JV soccer team and it's a couple of the other varsity players that deal with them for instance." She scrunches up her face as she thinks and you can't help but find it really cute. "I think I've got a JV player in fifth but I don't remember who it is and I wouldn't be able to talk to them about Kelly until Monday." "Well if we have to wait..." "Will, honey, I'd rather get started on building the Brotherhood as soon as possible," she states completely shutting you down. Instead Sydney pulls out her phone and begins tapping away, the chimes making you aware she's texting. You want to ask who but she seems more focused on that than you so all you can do is wait. After a few minutes she stops but continues to stare at her phone impatiently. A few more minutes later and she sends a few more texts off before closing the screen. "Okay, we're going to have to get back to my house," she says. "Like right now." "Is that what all that was about?" you ask. "Yep," she nods. "I told Maggie I needed to get in touch with Kelly but she doesn't really know her, she really only talks with the JV captain." "Who's that?" "Some girl named Bridget Atwater," Sydney explains. "Anyway skipping the boring stuff we'll have to go through her if we want to get in touch with Kelly. So Maggie was texting her and I guess she agreed to come out to my place." She grumbles as she starts to gather up some stuff. "It's like we're being interviewed. It's kind of ridiculous." "Maybe," you say as you go over to where the masks you'd made are, "but we've got a way to guarantee we pass that interview." You say this as you grab a mask and hold it up. * * * * * Sydney's house is in the northwest section of town. The kind of place where people like Kelsey Blankenship is and the kind of place that makes you start to feel very self-conscious. Her home, naturally, is much nicer than your own and her bedroom, though fairly normal in its decoration and even a tad austere, is likewise nicer than the entirety of your house. It's here that you wait for this Bridget Atwater girl. "So what are we doing once she's here," you ask as you run a finger over a large desk. "We shove a mask into her face duh," Sydney replies lamely. "After that," you say. "I mean is she gonna be a pedisequos?" "Probably," she replies. "Well I'd rather get this switch into Kelly done quickly," you tell her. "If she's like that then we'd probably have to wait for whenever she'd find time in her schedule to get out here. Even if she's one of those things I don't want to muck up her life or anything." "So what? Do you want me to wear her mask then?" "If you want," you say as you turn to face her. "But I was thinking of wearing it." Sydney's eyes widen in surprise when she hears that. "You wearing... but she's a girl and all so could you even...?" she asks. "I don't see why not," you shrug. "This whole thing with Blake and all of them has really pissed me off. When we hurt him I want to see it first hand and up close." "And manipulating his sister to do it--no! Doing it as his sister," Sydney gasps in excitement. "That is so perverse, so malicious. I didn't know you had it in you." With a smile she grabs you and pulls you in close. Then your lips are pressed together, your tongues probing each others' mouths and wrestling with one another. You're not sure how long you stay like this before she eventually pulls away. "It's a side of you I like seeing Will," she says with a smirk. "Well maybe I've got incentive to show a little more of it," you say and can do nothing to contain your own grin. In fact you're in such a daze that you barely have time to notice a mask getting shoved into your face before everything goes black. * * * * * "Fuck, warn me before you do that," you grumble as you pick yourself up. "I'm sorry but she's going to be here any minute so I didn't want to waste any time," Sydney states as she hands you the mask. You notice the inside is gray instead of blue. "I even took the time to snip some of your hair for the spell so you're good to go to make this switch." No sooner does she say that than you hear a doorbell ring. "Good timing too. That's probably her," she states as she heads towards the doorway. "Stay here, I'll bring her in." She bounds out and very shortly you hear her yell at her step-father that she's "got it" and to "get the fuck back to your room and stay in there". You find and grab one of the blanks. Very shortly this will by on Bridget's face. Then it'll be on yours as you appropriate her face for your own. A perfect disguise that will allow you to get close to your ultimate weapon all so you can unleash untold destruction on a person you feel most aggrieved by. You don't have very long to wait as it's not long before Sydney comes walking back with a girl a tad shorter than herself with thick, dark hair. You're quick and no sooner have the doors to her room been closed than you're on the girl, catching her and gently placing her on the floor as the mask sinks into her. Bridget Atwater; the first of the two keys you'll need to let fly your most devastating weapon against Blake O'Brien. "You know," Sydney cuts in. "Are you sure you're really up for this? Being her... being a girl. It was weird enough for me going from being a girl to a guy so if you think it might be too weird for you, well, I'd be willing to switch with her instead." Her smile and tone are both seductive. "You know, I wouldn't be myself either. We could do actually do a little more than heavy petting if you wanted." Next: "Girls, In and Out of Character" |
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