Let’s be monsters!
Revenge of the Geek Gal
chapter 11
by
copier
· original author:
penslayer5
Edna knew deep down that whatever Heather proposed was wrong, but at the same time she was just far too enticed by the blonde beauty to actually say no. The way she touched her, the way she kissed her, the way her eyes hungrily ate her up. For the first time in her whole life, she felt special, desired. She couldn't say no.
"Okay..." She practically whispered. "Let's be monsters!"
Her answer was rewarded by another kiss out of nowhere. The geek girl's eyes widened a fraction before seemingly melting into it. Heather's lips were just so soft and the tenderness that she displayed when locking lips with her made her chest feel warm. She wanted to feel like this all the time.
Eventually Heather pulled away and gave the nerd a sinister smirk. "That's my girl."
Her girl? Edna could feel her cheeks heating up. No one had ever called her their girl and really meant it. Heather Miles was doing things to her that mere books and video couldn't ever hope of preparing her for.
"So, I'll ask again... who else besides me gives you grief?"
"Trish Pierce." The geek said more confidently. While she wasn't the MMA fanatic's main target, she was still a prominent one. What Heather proposed earlier about shrinking her down until she could beat her to a pulp...
Enda actually felt a little hot under the collar now. She wasn't strong by any means and couldn't fight to save her life. She lost a fight to a kid two grades below her. Being able to use her invention to make someone strong weaker than her sounded...
"Enda?" Heather called in a sing song voice. "Do you want to go back to school and pay Trish a little visit?"
The blonde could see it in the geek girl's eyes. The very same viciousness she herself kept simmering just below the surface. Her words seemed to have gotten through to her and she actually wanted to beat Trish Pierce into submission. She was even unconsciously clenching and unclenching her fists.
"Yes. I-I want to go back." The ginger stuttered. She was nervous, confused, but at the same time excited at the prospect of finally putting Trish in her place far below her. "Take me back to school, please."
"I will." Heather continued to smirk. "But first..." She leaned down and gripped both of Edna's thighs. "I want to kiss you some more."
With waiting for a response, Heather pressed her lips to Edna's. She just couldn't get enough of her geeky taste and wanted more. The nerd herself was in the same boat and this time managed to snake her arms around her bully's neck. Heather was a little surprised but didn't break the kiss. In fact, she actually mounded the geek instead. She wanted everything Edna had to offer and as the ginger wrapped her legs around her waist she knew her love felt the same.
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LATER THAT SAME DAY...
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Trish Pierce sighed as a large puff of smoke left her lips. The whole day so far had been a slog and she decided she didn't feel like sitting through another one of Mrs. Clarke's boring lectures.
Instead, she walked off into the school's park since she knew it would be empty around this time and there'd be no cameras to catch her smoking. It was a bad habit, but she was in too deep to quit.
Another thing that sucked was the ginger bitch was nowhere to be found. She even heard some ridiculous rumor about her, Heather, and some stupid toy gun that shrinks things. What the hell? That sounded fucking mental.
Trish took another long drag of her cigarette before finally letting it drop to the floor. She stamped out any dying embers and leaned off the tree that had been giving her support. She had to get back if she wanted to make it to P.E. It was the only class aside from art that she liked.
She was about to start walking when she heard a whistle behind her, followed by the crunching of grass. She sighed thinking she'd been caught by school security, only turn around just in time to catch a fist to the face. She was complete caught unawares and couldn't brace herself for the impact.
"Motherfucker!" She shouted as she clutched her mouth. She could taste the coppery taste of blood and that really set her off. She didn't care who it was, whoever had the balls to sucker punch her was dead. She set her sights on the punk bitch who stuck her only to be surprised by what she found.
It was the geek. Edna the nerd McCoy hit her? And standing behind her with a taunting smirk was Heather fucking Miles. Something wasn't right. Edna and Heather were mortal enemies. They never just hung out together.
If Trish had been in her right mind she would've pondered this but unfortunately for her she was blinded by anger at being sneak attacked by a nerd of all things. "You are so fucking dead, McCoy!"
Edna looked somewhat nervous at the threat but stood her ground. Socking Trish in the face felt good. Really good!
"No!" Heather finally cut in aiming the gun at the psycho MMA student. "You are!"
Before Trish could react, she was struck and much to her shock and horror the nerd was growing right before her eyes. In fact, the whole park was growing all around her. No, she was shrining! The rumor and the gun were for real! For the first time in a long time Trish Pierce felt fear in her heart and when everything finally settled, she gulped.
Edna the geek girl, she only came up to her waist. The implication was horrifying. She was by no means tall like Heather, she was the shortest person in the room at 4'9". If she only came up to Edna's waist, then how tall did that make her... 2'9"?
Heather smirked at her Handiwork, hardly able to believe what she'd just done. This was like a dream come true. Trish was small and scared and... oh she needed to savor this. She pocketed the device and pulled out her phone.
Edna meanwhile saw one of her tormentors now smaller and weaker than herself. She wasn't used to looking down on others but this was something she could learn to get used to. Trish hurt her like so many others and now, she was going to unleash all of her rage.
"Ed-" Trish couldn't even finish before being met with another fist that dropped her to the ground. Edna grit her teeth and tightened her fists. It was payback time.
"Okay..." She practically whispered. "Let's be monsters!"
Her answer was rewarded by another kiss out of nowhere. The geek girl's eyes widened a fraction before seemingly melting into it. Heather's lips were just so soft and the tenderness that she displayed when locking lips with her made her chest feel warm. She wanted to feel like this all the time.
Eventually Heather pulled away and gave the nerd a sinister smirk. "That's my girl."
Her girl? Edna could feel her cheeks heating up. No one had ever called her their girl and really meant it. Heather Miles was doing things to her that mere books and video couldn't ever hope of preparing her for.
"So, I'll ask again... who else besides me gives you grief?"
"Trish Pierce." The geek said more confidently. While she wasn't the MMA fanatic's main target, she was still a prominent one. What Heather proposed earlier about shrinking her down until she could beat her to a pulp...
Enda actually felt a little hot under the collar now. She wasn't strong by any means and couldn't fight to save her life. She lost a fight to a kid two grades below her. Being able to use her invention to make someone strong weaker than her sounded...
"Enda?" Heather called in a sing song voice. "Do you want to go back to school and pay Trish a little visit?"
The blonde could see it in the geek girl's eyes. The very same viciousness she herself kept simmering just below the surface. Her words seemed to have gotten through to her and she actually wanted to beat Trish Pierce into submission. She was even unconsciously clenching and unclenching her fists.
"Yes. I-I want to go back." The ginger stuttered. She was nervous, confused, but at the same time excited at the prospect of finally putting Trish in her place far below her. "Take me back to school, please."
"I will." Heather continued to smirk. "But first..." She leaned down and gripped both of Edna's thighs. "I want to kiss you some more."
With waiting for a response, Heather pressed her lips to Edna's. She just couldn't get enough of her geeky taste and wanted more. The nerd herself was in the same boat and this time managed to snake her arms around her bully's neck. Heather was a little surprised but didn't break the kiss. In fact, she actually mounded the geek instead. She wanted everything Edna had to offer and as the ginger wrapped her legs around her waist she knew her love felt the same.
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LATER THAT SAME DAY...
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Trish Pierce sighed as a large puff of smoke left her lips. The whole day so far had been a slog and she decided she didn't feel like sitting through another one of Mrs. Clarke's boring lectures.
Instead, she walked off into the school's park since she knew it would be empty around this time and there'd be no cameras to catch her smoking. It was a bad habit, but she was in too deep to quit.
Another thing that sucked was the ginger bitch was nowhere to be found. She even heard some ridiculous rumor about her, Heather, and some stupid toy gun that shrinks things. What the hell? That sounded fucking mental.
Trish took another long drag of her cigarette before finally letting it drop to the floor. She stamped out any dying embers and leaned off the tree that had been giving her support. She had to get back if she wanted to make it to P.E. It was the only class aside from art that she liked.
She was about to start walking when she heard a whistle behind her, followed by the crunching of grass. She sighed thinking she'd been caught by school security, only turn around just in time to catch a fist to the face. She was complete caught unawares and couldn't brace herself for the impact.
"Motherfucker!" She shouted as she clutched her mouth. She could taste the coppery taste of blood and that really set her off. She didn't care who it was, whoever had the balls to sucker punch her was dead. She set her sights on the punk bitch who stuck her only to be surprised by what she found.
It was the geek. Edna the nerd McCoy hit her? And standing behind her with a taunting smirk was Heather fucking Miles. Something wasn't right. Edna and Heather were mortal enemies. They never just hung out together.
If Trish had been in her right mind she would've pondered this but unfortunately for her she was blinded by anger at being sneak attacked by a nerd of all things. "You are so fucking dead, McCoy!"
Edna looked somewhat nervous at the threat but stood her ground. Socking Trish in the face felt good. Really good!
"No!" Heather finally cut in aiming the gun at the psycho MMA student. "You are!"
Before Trish could react, she was struck and much to her shock and horror the nerd was growing right before her eyes. In fact, the whole park was growing all around her. No, she was shrining! The rumor and the gun were for real! For the first time in a long time Trish Pierce felt fear in her heart and when everything finally settled, she gulped.
Edna the geek girl, she only came up to her waist. The implication was horrifying. She was by no means tall like Heather, she was the shortest person in the room at 4'9". If she only came up to Edna's waist, then how tall did that make her... 2'9"?
Heather smirked at her Handiwork, hardly able to believe what she'd just done. This was like a dream come true. Trish was small and scared and... oh she needed to savor this. She pocketed the device and pulled out her phone.
Edna meanwhile saw one of her tormentors now smaller and weaker than herself. She wasn't used to looking down on others but this was something she could learn to get used to. Trish hurt her like so many others and now, she was going to unleash all of her rage.
"Ed-" Trish couldn't even finish before being met with another fist that dropped her to the ground. Edna grit her teeth and tightened her fists. It was payback time.
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