Acts of Vengeance: The Centerfold

Chapter 1
Acts of Vengeance: The Centerfold

Hello all. I have been reading the archive for a long time now and

decided it was my turn to contribute something. So here it is in

all its glory, with obvious ideas taken from the SRU universe.

Comments are welcome and appreciated.

Acts of Vengeance

The Centerfold

by Tainted Sins

’Vengeance for Sale.’ Not an original slogan, true, but it had

caught Sarah’s attention all the same. She had made a success out

of her life, which a favorite teacher of hers had always told her

would be revenge enough. Unfortunately he had been wrong. The

endless torments still danced like drunken demons back and forth in

her head. ’Why haven’t you grown boobs yet Sarah? Is it because

you’re really a boy?!’, ’Why haven’t you got a date to the prom

Sarah? Aren’t there any gay guys running around this school?’,

’That’s right, cry like a little baby! Cry baby cry!’ She could

still here the voice in her head, the voice that had always driven

all the boys wild, the voice of Cindy Smith. The girl who had made

her Jr. High and High School career a living hell.

It was these memories that drew her towards the small booth that

had apparently been set up in front of her office building over

night, and it was these memories that made what the tall man with

the pointed goatee said sound reasonable.

’It’s not as bad as it sounds really. Sure I charge a small

percentage of your soul for my services, but it is usually so tiny

you won’t even miss it. Besides, it’s not like you wouldn’t end up

burning that portion away anyway with the hatred you feel for

wrongs never righted.’

It made sense to Sarah. Usually she didn’t believe in all this kind

of stuff, but for some reason there was not a doubt in her mind

around this man. Other people walked here and there, never taking

notice of the unusual sign or the booth underneath. All the while

Sarah browsed over the different labeled potions and magic items.

Eventually her eyes stopped on a crystal vial entitled ’Youth in a

Bottle.’

’Ah yes.’ The man beamed, pleased at her selection. ’The perfect

spell for taking care of the evils done to us in childhood. And for

only a measly 5 percent of your soul, I really can’t see how you

can afford to pass it up.’

Once again, the man seemed to be on the right path. Nodding in

agreement, she watched him ring the purchase up on a tiny gold

antique cash register. After handing her a receipt, and reading her

mind in the process, he smiled and said. ’And may I make one or two

more suggestions?’

* * *

This was the day Cindy had been waiting for her entire life. The

day when all her dreams would finally start to come true. She was

to be the centerfold in a high class gentleman’s magazine, with a

readership circulation few other competitors could boast. And she

knew that once the world got a look at her amazing body they would

be hooked, and fame and fortune would be hers.

She was sitting behind the set, staring into a large mirror,

wearing nothing but a pink cotton robe. The makeup people had

vanished a few minutes ago, leaving her alone with her glamorous

thoughts. She had made a lifetime out of manipulating people. Head

cheerleader at her school, prom queen, and so on and so forth. A

few bad sports had been jealous of course, but she never let it

bother her. She was perfect in every way after all, and perfect

people deserved perfect things. ’Besides,’ she thought with a

smirk, ’who wouldn’t love these?’ Her hands gave her large breasts

a squeeze.

Spinning around in her chair, away from the mirror, she closed her

eyes and continued her fantasies, completely oblivious to the

changes that began to occur to her 21 year old body. Nothing

noticeable at first, of course, and certainly nothing that would be

a problem for the shoot. But after a few minutes the now 18 year

old girl had slipped to 17 and continued to go even further. Her

body shrank, her features growing less and less mature. 16, 15 her

breasts had gotten smaller, her hair shorter. 14, 13 her nose

upturned slightly, he face taking on the innocents of youth, her

breasts dwindling away into memory. 12, 11 her little feet no

longer touching the floor. 10, 9 all signs of womanhood now

completely wiped away, her chest flat, her hips narrow, and her

pubic hair gone. It was then that the changes seemed to stop, and

still she did not notice anything wrong, even though the robe now

drowned her like an oversized blanket. She was just too excited.

’Alright, Cindy love, we’re ready for you.’ The director’s shout

carried back stage, still holding the familiar English accent.

Happy as ever the child hopped off the chair. ’What are these

people planning on taking pictures fat women next?’ She thought,

irritated as she fumbled with the now massive robe. Finally she

seemed to get the situation somewhat under control, and she slowly

made her way through the curtain and onto the set, never looking

back at the mirror behind her.

The set was made up to look like the deck of a boat. Later, she had

been told, they would film her in a skimpy sailor suit. But today,

they just wanted all nude. That was certainly fine with Cindy, she

had a great body and she didn’t mind showing it off...for the right

price that was.

She took the shocked expression on the photographer, and the

director and all the other various people who made their living off

of naked ladies to be a compliment. It seemed they hadn’t realized

what a babe they had hired, and she hadn’t even taken her clothes

off yet! ’Wait until they get a load of this!’ she thought

wickedly.

She winked at the director and gave him her best ’I know what you

want’ smile, which looked completely comical coming from a little

girl. And then to everyone’s amazement, she closed her eyes and

with a flick of her wrist the oversized robe dropped to the floor

revealing her young sexless body.

’What is this? Some kind of joke?’ The director shouted, finally

overcoming the initial shock of the situation. ’Who let this girl

in here? Where the hell is Cindy?’ He was mad as hell, and his

voice told everyone that he wanted answers...now!

’Nice try kid.’ One of the photographers added. ’Why don’t you come

back in about ten years.’ Several other people snickered at this

comment.

’Wh-what are you guys talking about?’ Cindy asked confused.

Instantly her hands clasped over her mouth. The mouth that had just

produced the voice of a little...she stared down at her flat

exposed frame...girl!

Oh no, this will ruin everything! It was like a dream, when

something really strange happens but it is some common problem that

ends up bothering you. What had happened to her had not really hit

home yet, but one thing she did know, was that if she didn’t do

something quick, they were going to fire her!

’No wait!’ She piped up in her mouselike voice. ’I can still be

sexy! Watch me! Watch me!’ She sounded more like a child trying to

gain the attention of an uninterested parent, desperately wanting

them to see her jump off the diving board. But the sound gained the

majority of the people’s attention all the same.

Seeing her opportunity, Cindy immediately dropped to her hands and

knees and began wiggling her small, boyish bottom at the crowd of

amused facing. Turning her head around to face them, she gave her

best sexy pout, but ended up just looking like a bratty kid.

Laughing! They were all laughing at her! ’No stop it, stop it!’ She

cried out, her eyes beginning to tear up. ’I can still be sexy,

see!’ With that she rolled over onto her back and spread her legs,

revealing her hairless features. When that failed she tried to

squeeze her once large breasts together to form a provocative

cleavage, but there was nothing left to squeeze. She had lost that

which had given her power over the world, and she now felt

completely helpless.

’Stop, stop laughing at me!’ She demanded. Emotions she had not

felt for years began to well up in her and they exploded into a fit

of tears and sobs. ’I-I don’t want to be a little girl. I’m a sexy

woman! A sexy woman!’

’Ya, whatever you say kid.’ One of the photographers was now

kneeling down next to her. ’Look, you better scram. The director is

getting pissed, and no little girl should have to be around that

bastard when he is pissed.’

The words rolled off her back like water. She didn’t care about

some dumb director, she just wanted her body back, her big girl

body! But then an even more unfamiliar emotion began to take hold

of her tiny figure. What was it? In a flaming blush she realized it

was embarrassment. They were all looking at her without her clothes

on, and her mommy had always said that was bad! Worst of all they

were laughing at her. Laughing because she didn’t have anymore

boobies.

In a panic she stood up, covering herself with her tiny hands as

best she could, and went running out of the studio still as naked

as the day she was born. The last thing she heard was the director

saying ’It’s about damn time we got that kid out of here. Now where

in the hell is Cindy?’

’Well, well, well...look who it is.’ The older but still familiar

voice rang out above the child huddled in the corner of an empty

hallway, naked, crying, and sucking her thumb.

Looking up, and wiping the tears from her eyes Cindy was able to

put the face together with the voice. ’S-Sarah, is..is that you?’

’You’re damn right it is squirt.’ Sarah replied coldly.

’Wh-what’s happened to me Sarah? What’s going on?’

Without a word Sarah grabbed the little girl and pulled her to her

feet.

’OWW!’ Cindy protested. ’Stop it! Please tell me what’s going on!’

She whined.

Sarah simply stared at the child, a satisfied grin plastered across

her face. ’Why haven’t you grown boobs yet Cindy?’ She echoed the

familiar taunt. ’Is it because you’re really a boy?!’

’What do you mean?’ Cindy croaked, feeling her voice become

slightly lower. A tingling sensation below caused her to look down

in horror at the new underdeveloped member hanging limply between

her legs.

’This is your punishment Cindy, to have to go to school everyday

dreading it because of all the little popular boys and girls who

will decide you aren’t good enough for them. And I’ve made sure

that will be the case. I’m afraid you are going to develop a

tremendous weight problem, a need for glasses, and later on a bad

case of acne. And to make sure you never have a chance to hurt a

girl like me again, I have not only turned you into a boy, but

sometime during puberty you will come to the startling realization

that you are a flaming homosexual... Oooo, I’m afraid that won’t

help your popularity one bit.’

The nine year old boy was sobbing loudly now. ’Why are you doing

this to me?’ He choked between tears.

This seemed to hit Sarah like a slap in the face. ’Why? WHY! After

everything you did to me, you still don’t know why?!’ In a fit of

rage she pulled out the bottle of youth potion, and ripped the cork

off the top. She had rubbed most of it into the robe that Cindy had

later worn, but there was still some left...and that some ended up

being emptied onto Cindy’s young head.

’No wait Sawah! Pwease waaaaaaaah!’ He had realized what was

happening this time, but it had done him no good. The years quickly

melted away, and left behind only a bare assed crying six month old

baby boy rolling around on the brown carpet.

Inside Cindy’s head she could remember her entire life, everything

that had happened. But for some reason she could no longer remember

how to hold her pee pee in, or even how to talk. A large puddle

soon formed beneath her as she lost control of herself, the feeling

of helplessness only made her cry louder.

Lifting the infant into the air, Sarah grinned amusedly at him.

’Well I was going to try and make you feel better about this whole

thing by saying that at least you could pee standing up...but I

guess that won’t come into play for a while now.’

She received only a loud wail in response.

’Don’t you worry cutey-pie. I’ll take care of you. I have lots of

money and a big house to raise you in...and I’ll always be there to

make sure you get everything you deserve.’

And so finally Sarah had the revenge she had always dreamed of, and

so much more. She was able to find happiness, confidence, and a

sense of self worth. She had gotten everything she ever wanted, and

all for just a measly 25 percent of her soul.

The End

 

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