The flirtation game (dg).

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Karen was talking with a lot of conviction, “The problem with
those mousy girls, is their attitude, not their looks. If they
would be more self confident, I bet they could attract some
guys”. Sara was not so sure, “It is easy for you to say that, you
are one of the more beautiful girls in the high school, you have
big and nice tits, are they “34 C” or what? It doesn't matter
anyway, they look very good with your small frame (5' 2”), your
face is very cute, it could look too young sometimes but combined
with your tits, make up and your long stylized brown hair you
look like a jail bait to most men. It is very easy to be 'Self
confident' when you are surrounded by guys drooling by seeing
you”. Karen was pleased and annoyed at the same time, she didn't
like to be contradicted, she was the leader of her clique of
beautiful senior girls and she was getting tired of Sara
constantly challenging her, so she said to the group of three. “I
bet that if any of us looked plainer for any reason, we could
still attract any guy we wanted with our attitude.”. “I bet the
opposite, so let's make a test to see who is right” Said Sara
with a smirk.

Karen instantly knew what was Sara's intention and she did not
plan to dress like a dork or something to prove her point, but on
the other hand she could not go back then and accept defeat, so
she came out with a creative solution. “OK, it sounds perfect to
me, as I said 'any of us' we will make a draw to see who will be
our test subject, then we will made her look plain enough and
then go to a mall that we do not frequent and see if she can
catch any boy.”.

Sara, recognized the ingenuity of Karen's response and she felt
certain fear of being the “test subject” but she could not show
weakness so she said “That’s good to me, but I should not enter
the draw, if I am the test subject I simply wouldn't try to catch
the boy and you will lose the bet, as a matter of fact I don't
know if Sally or Vanessa will try really hard just to make you
win the bet. I think the subject should be you”.

Karen was expecting something like this, not in vain at 19 she
was the eldest of the group  which gave her a little edge in
situations like this and quickly replied “We are all very
competitive and this would be challenge for any for us, but if
the challenge is not motivation enough, then we can think of a
punishment in case of the subject failure.” Then Karen thought
“If I push with a hard punishment, then somebody will back off
and I will spare the risk and at the same time preserve my
position”. So trying to display her most self confident image she
continued “We are beginning spring break, let's say that if the
subject fails, she had to preserve her 'plain' image for one
week.”.

Sara felt intimidated and afraid, the idea of wasting her
vacations looking like a dork or something sounds awful but she
didn't see a way to back off then and still preserve her
challenge to Karen's leadership, so feigning security she said “I
am in.”, she expected that at least one of the other two will
stop that non-sense game. They were looking at each other with
apprehension, they feared the experiment and the punishment, but
they were also curious to see one of those high and mighty girls
being taken down a peg, so after a few minutes of hesitation and
much to Karen and Sara's surprise they accepted to enter the
draw.

Karen tried to play down the game a little “Let's not be to
extreme with the changes, Ok, we don't try to made the subject
look ugly or something, just a little bit less stunning, more
common type of girl”.

“No” said Sally, “Certainly we would not make her ugly or
anything, but we will make her look really plain and common, so
her only weapon would be her personality”. She thought “I am only
risking to participate in this ridiculous game for the hope of
seeing one of these two girls fall and fail not to see them win
over an easy challenge”.

Karen shivered at the thought, she was surprised by Sally, she
was usually a little shy and definitely not the one to take
initiative. She had to reassure her leadership so she said “That
is exactly what I meant Sally, although you said it with much
better words.”.

Then Sally said, “Let's go to my house and we can make the draw
there. My parents are out of town, so we can have a sleepover
after the test to joke a little”. Everybody agreed and they used
their cell phones to inform their parents, except for Karen whose
parents were also out of town too.

In the short drive to Sally's home, Karen managed to relax and
even amused herself envisioning Sara put in that serious
disadvantage. Meanwhile Sally's mind was working overtime.

A few minutes later the five girls were in Sally's bedroom
discussing the test and draw rules and mechanisms, finally they
agreed to draw cards from a deck and the one with the smallest
one would be the test subject. The draw in itself was pretty fast
and uneventful, Sally and Sara got a queen and a king, Vanessa an
8, and poor Karen a 4. Her face was blank while everybody else
was smiling. Karen wanted to back off, but knew that if she did
so she would lose their respect and her leadership, she was
regretting how she had pushed for this little game. Sara was
delighted and Sally smirked and discretely winked at Vanessa,
they had arranged the cards to make Karen lose.

Everybody cheered and Vanessa said “You have the chance to prove
you point, let's start with your transformation right now.”.
Karen smiled and tried to look like a good sport, “Ok girls,
let's have fun, just don't do anything too extreme.”.

Vanessa and Sara took Karen to the bathroom, they washed Karen's
face and hair. Without her discrete but effective make up her
eyelashes looked short and her eyes didn't look so big anymore,
her lips looked thinner and worse her cheek bones showed a good
amount of freckles that everybody thought were history. After
drying her hair it didn't have it's usually curly shape, they
arranged it in a non flattering ponytail.

Karen looked at the mirror and thought “Maybe my face doesn't
look like a model's but I still look cute and with this pair I
can get any man attention.

When they returned to the bedroom, Sally was already waiting for
her. “Your clothes are in the bed, you should change right away
so we can go.”, said Sally. Karen was expecting them to make her
change clothes and looked at the t-shirt, jeans and sneakers and
was not surprised, in fact she expected worse. She took of her
low waist jeans and put the high waist ones that Sally had put
for her, then she took off her blouse and was about to put the
t-shirt when Sally stopped and said “you are missing this”. And
handed Karen a band of elastic neoprene of about 8” wide, it had
Velcro all along so it can be adjusted at different lengths.
Karen felt some aprhension and asked “What is that? “.
“My mother used it after a breast surgery, it compresses the
breast a little to reduce the pain and help it heal faster”.
Karen was stunned and now was feeling a little fear. “That is
just too much, don't you think? besides it can harm my breast, I
may get an infection or something”.
“Don't worry” said Sally “That is what this cream is for, it
would protect your delicate skin while you are wearing the band”.
She showed Karen a cream bottle that indeed had an outlined tit
in its label.
“No, I don't think so, we said nothing too extreme”,
“Yes”, replied Sara, “but we said that the test subject must look
plain and common and she must rely only on her personality.”
“And you have a pair of mass destruction weapons up there girl”
added Vanessa to Karen's pride and fear. “OK, she accepted, but
do not put it to tight.”.
“Take off your bra” said Sally and handed Karen the cream. Karen
took off her bra and applied a rather generous amount of cream on
her gorgeous breast, the other girls could not avoid to feel envy
seen Karen’s tits in all her glory, they were perky, perfectly
shaped and  a little bit big for her little frame but not to the
point of looking cheap. Then Sally proceeded to put the band
around Karen's tits. She pulled softly but firmly and then
attached the Velcro at the desired position. Karen felt
constricted but she could breathe easily. After she put the
t-shirt she wanted and dreaded to see herself in the mirror, but
the girls took her to the TV-room and took turns watching her
while the others fixed their hairs and make ups and dressed for
the mall excursion.

When they finally allowed Karen to enter the bedroom, she was
made to pose in front of the mirror side by side with each of the
other girls. She was surprised, she knew she was the shortest but
wearing flat flip flops while the other girls had high heels the
difference was a little bit intimidating. The perfect hairstyles
and makeup’s contrasted with her ponytail and freckly face. The
jeans were a little big for her and hid her bubble ass, but what
anguished her the most was her breast, after all her beautiful
tits were her proud. She looked like an A cup, a shapeless A cup
indeed. The other girls were all wearing miniskirts and low cut
blouses that showed diverse amounts of cleavage that were
improved by the magic of the wonder bras they were wearing now.
In a word they all looked stunning. Karen had tried to remain
positive but they looked like real women while she looked more
like a plain young girl, she had to admit to herself that without
makeup her face looked a little bit childish and her short height
and now flattened chest only contribute to the effect. Karen was
more afraid than ever, she would never be able to get a boy
attention looking like this and with those girls near. She felt
already defeated and wanted to cry, to run “all because of my big
mouth”, she thought, but she managed to control herself thinking
“You can do this Karen, you are a self confident woman. And even
if you fail, you will get these girls respect for your courage
and your respect to your word.” Then she remembered what will
happen if she lost and she felt afraid again, she could not be
like this for a week. “You must win girl, you can do it” she
reassured herself but she was far from confident.

They travelled a lot to get to a mall far away from their usual
whereabouts. Karen was relieved, she didn't want to find anybody
that she knew looking like this, even when finding a boy from
school would make very easy for her to win the bet. The proof
that the girls had agreed before that she must accomplish was
that she must engage in a one on one conversation with a boy for
at least 5 minutes and exchange phone numbers. At least one of
the girls would be always near and the phone number will be
verified by the girls to be sure that Karen could not cheat.


When they arrived to the door mall Karen felt a tight in her
stomach. She use to enter any place as she owned it but now she
felt different. The place was crowded but not too much it was the
best scenery for her quest.  She reassured herself and tried to
show attitude with her usual confident gait, but with the flat
flip flops and the unflattering jeans it did not look as good.
Karen wished she was wearing a tight jeans or at least a
miniskirt, her legs were a little on the skinny side, and maybe
her knees were a little bony but with the right skirt her perfect
ass showed and few boys could resist it.  After walking a few
minutes with the group and crossing a couple of groups of boys
Karen that gave her absolutely no attention, she knew that being
in the group won't help her. So she held Sally's hand and said,
“We are going to walk to look for the food court, you may wait
for us here”. Sara and Vanessa agreed  after a little reluctance
for being left out of the action. Inwardly they felt proud that
Karen saw them as too much competition. In the other hand Sally
felt insulted by having being chosen by Karen as the lowest
competitor.

They walked silently for a while and then Karen spotted a boy
looking in her direction, he looked a little shy but not too
much, “the ideal prey” she thought. She walked like not noticing
his stare and when she was a few yards from him she feigned and
animated conversation with Sally then turned discretely and
flashed her killer smile at him. Then turned to see the aisle in
front of them but sensed with satisfaction that the boy was
following them “Wait” he said, Karen was delighted, it was so
easy, she slowly turned around and was preparing her next move,
after all she had played this game many times with cuter and more
sophisticated guys, but to her disappointment she saw the boy
passing her and calling Sally, “Hi girl, I never had seen you
here before, Are you new in town?, you look great in those
clothes.” Sally smiled back at him, she felt double satisfaction
at the thought that he had preferred her over Karen, and in spite
of his lame pick-up lines he was really cute. They started
talking animatedly about music and TV while Karen, after
recovering from her shock, tried to stay in the conversation
hoping that her confident smile and personality help her get the
boy's attention or at least attracted one of  the boy's friends
that were looking at the scene from a few yards away. She even
flashed a discrete smile in their direction, but no one seemed to
catch the message, and then the boy, maybe annoyed by Karen's
interventions, took Sally's hand and pulled her closer to him,
making at the same time that her back pointed towards Karen,
leaving Karen patently out of the conversation and standing alone
in the middle of the aisle while Sally and Tom (that was the
boy's name) talked and laughed animatedly oblivious to her
existence.

Karen blushed bright red in shame and defeat but when she heard
some laughs coming from where Tom's friends were seated she
blushed even more and wanted desperately to cry. She didn't even
turn to see if they were laughing at her. On any normal day those
boys wouldn't even dare to look at her in the eyes much less to
talk to her and now they were mocking her. She was angry and on
the verge of crying, she ran to the bathroom, went into a stall
and cried, she thought to call the game quits, take off the band
restricting her breast and pass around those stupid boys so they
could see what an opportunity they lost. This last thought gave
her enough satisfaction to think that she could calm herself and
continue with the game, after all it was just a game, it wasn't
like any man preferred Sally than her in real life. She went out
of the stall, washed her face and looked herself in the mirror.
“At least I didn't mess any make up” She thought smiling. But the
crying had it's effects anyway. Her eyes looked smaller and her
freckles looked a little more exacerbated. Her forehead and ears
were a little red because while she was crying she had rested her
head in her hands and have rubbed herself a little in a nervous
movement.

She breathed deeply and got out of the stall. She almost bumped
with Sara “We were worried  for you, we saw Sally alone with a
boy but could not find you”. Karen looked at her watch, she
didn´t notice but she had spent half an hour crying in the
bathroom. “I just needed to use the bathroom, I didn't tell Sally
because I saw she was attracted to the boy and I didn´t want to
ruin her flirting, so I left”, Sally smirked, “You tried to ruin
it and steal the boy from me but you failed miserably” she
thought but did not say a thing. Sara pushed her questioning, she
had to take advantage and took the place of the leader, she
motherly passed her hand over Karen's shoulder and lowering her
face to be at the same level than Karen she looked straight into
her eyes and said tenderly “Are you sure you are ok, girl?, We
are concerned for you”, they all could see that she had cried.
Karen felt uncomfortable, maybe this was her chance to appeal to
their sympathy and get out of the game but she also sensed that
they all were looking down at her, like if she was a small girl
in need to be protected. If she quitted she may never be able to
recover her leadership again. So she talked before she broke down
with tears again “I am more than ok, don't worry” then tried to
divert the attention to another person to relieve herself from
some of the pressure. “And how it was with Tom, Sally, Tell us
about it.”.
Sally's eyes sparked and she said “He is really cute, He had to
leave, he was going to a football game, he invited me but I
declined, finally we exchanged phone numbers and emails and he
invited me to the cinema tomorrow.“. “Wow that's great.” Said
Vanessa surprised because Sally wasn't usually good at flirting.
They talked and laughed animatedly for maybe half an hour, Karen
felt a little bit left outside of the conversation and had
trouble looking upwards to the three standing girls, with their
heels they must have been at least 8” taller than her but still
Karen felt better and even forgot her current predicament until
Sara said “Sorry Karen, we lost track of time, but you still half
an hour to score.” Karen panicked, but then Sally reassured her
“Let's compensate the time that we lost talking, you have an
hour.”. Karen sighted with relief, she picked Sally again, after
all she was already excited about that Tom and won't try to flirt
anymore, in fact she looked distracted and dreamy, like if her
mind were miles away from the mall.

They walked along the mall, Karen tried to flirt and smile here
and there but she was having little effect, on the contrary Sally
was stopped a couple of times in spite of her lack of interest.
To Sally’s amusement, Karen flirting became less tasty and
calculated and more and more obvious and even childish. When a
third boy approached Sally, Karen tried to talk to him to show
him “her sparkling personality” but he simply ignored her while
continue talking with Sally. Karen was angry and turned to see
Sally to try to hurry her to cut the conversation but she was
amused with Karen envy and desperation, she knew the feeling,
when they were juniors, Karen was already developed while she was
a little flat and Karen in spite of being her friend many times
took advantage of her assets to rob Sally from a boy’s attention.
When Karen finally pulled Sally’s hand she said to the boy
“Sorry, I have to go”, he replied annoyed, “Your little sister
seems a spoiled brat to me, you shouldn’t bend to her whims, and
you should be careful she is openly flirting with men that are
more suitable for you than for her. If you want her to have some
fun, the mid-school students gather at the mall of Johnson
avenue.”. Sally controlled her desire to laugh and just replied
“Thanks for the tip man, see you.”

Karen red with anger and shame and wanted to come with a witty
reply but her emotions clouded her mind and could not think of
anything clever to say, Sally grabbed Karen’s hand firmly and
leaded her far from the boy, who still got the chance to say her
“you look cute angry little girl”. Karen turned to see him and
her eyes were shinning with tears, she was again on the verge of
crying. He felt a little bit repented to be abusing that little
girl and turned around.

Karen controlled herself in a vain attempt to avoid being seen by
Sally. Sally broke the uncomfortable moment, saying “Do you want
to walk this aisle or turn left here, we only have 10 more
minutes?” Karen knew that she was defeated but had an idea for a
last chance, she discretely picked a 20 dollar bill that she was
carrying in her jeans pocket and then say to Sally “Could you
give some space, let me walk ahead from you a few yards?”, “OK,
no problem I will watch you from here”.

Karen walked looking for the right person, she was not longer
flirting nor smiling, she was just searching for faces. Then she
spotted a boy, he was maybe 17 and was alone playing with her
psp, maybe waiting for somebody that was shopping in the nearby
stores. She approached him and say “Hi”, he did not answer at
first but at her insistence, he paused his game and lift his head
to see her face and say “hi”. Karen then said, “I made a bet with
some friends that I could talk to you for a few minutes and that
you will give me your phone number”. He looked at her surprised
and amused and looked around to see if somebody was seeing and
then made a movement like if he was going to resume his game,
Karen swallowed her pride and said “If you help me win the bet, I
will give you 20 bucks so you can buy another game”. “What do I
have to do?”, “Just speak to me, I do not care much what you say,
talk me about your game or anything, so they see you talking to
me”. She discretely turned to see Sally watching them from afar,
he noticed and agreed with the deal. She asked for the PSP and
slipped the bill in it’s cover. He started talking, and she
pretended to listen to him and smiled from time to time but whole
scene seemed detached, when she considered that she had talked
enough time, she gave him a pen and a piece of paper, he
scribbled something in it and then smiled and inserted it in
Karen’s jeans pocket while smiling at her. Karen liked the
gesture it added to the credibility of her conquer, she stood in
her toes and gave him a genuine thank-you peek in the cheek while
smiling a turn towards Sally. Karen was shining with happiness
and relief. She had shown them. She felt bad for having to bribe
a boy to accomplish it, but they will never know, only she will
know her failure, the others will think that she succeed and that
it is all that matters.

Sally and Karen walked to the parking lot where their friends
were already waiting, they got into the car and then Sally
started telling what she saw, Karen was glowing with pride while
the other girls tried to hide their disappointment, then Vanessa
said “So what was the boy’s name?”, “Sam”, replied Karen
confidently, “”tell us about it”, Then Karen made up a story of
how she had noticed his interest and how she had talked with him
and feigned interest in the video games and he had fallen for it.
“At the end he was literally eating from my palm. I told you it
is all about personality” The disappointment of the girls grew,
having been able to conquer a boy in these circumstances will
only shoot Karen’s ego to new heights. Sara felt exasperated, she
wanted to end Karen’s bragging as soon as possible and then
divert the attention to other things making the game an old
thing, but Sally still had some hope so she said “OK to end this
give us his phone number so we can call him and verify the number
is real”, Karen confidently pulled the paper out of her pocket
and Sally quickly grabbed it from her hand, when she looked at
the paper her face changed from annoyance to scorn then she read
it aloud:

“Karen, thank you for the $20, I would give them a good use. I
don’t have a cell phone now but my email is inyour@dreams.com,
give my regards to your older sister with the white miniskirt and
tell her that she owes me one, hope to see you both soon,
specially her”.

Karen turned fire red with anger and shame. Everybody was talking
at once and laughing, “You bribed him?”, “That was really
desperate”, “How does it feel to have to bribe for a phone
number?”, “Maybe for a 100 he would have give you his real
email“. Sally was delighted, even with the bribe Sam preferred to
flirter with her than with Karen. Karen sight was in the floor,
this was really shameful and a lot worse than just having failed,
then Sally turned serious and said “You tried to cheat us, you
could have asked for our mercy, but instead you cheated us and
then tried to rub your superiority all over our faces. We have
talked about forgetting the punishment, but now I don’t think
so”. Karen regretted her bad judgment, if she hadn’t do that the
girls would poke her ribs a little while, and then would had set
her free to enjoy the rest of her vacations with only the
occasional tease of the girls.

They continued talking all the way to Sally’s home, their tone
had changed from amusement to anger. Karen was quiet and just
wanted to go home, so she said “Can you drop me in my house
please?”. “What about the sleepover, said Sara?”, “Can’t you see
I am not in that mood?” said Karen exasperated. “OK, I
understand, well then see you tomorrow to see that you comply
with your punishment”. Karen was regaining her control and said
“No, the game is over, it was enough. Sorry but I won’t play
anymore”.

Sally exploded with anger “You not only tried to cheat us, but
practically are blaming us for that, if it would have been any of
us you would have laughed your ass off, but now you not only
cheat but also broke your promise to accept the punishment, let
me tell you one thing, you are off of the hook, but also out of
my friendship you are not a loyal friend”, Karen was hurt, but
didn’t worry too much, she said “Ok, whatever is not like I am
going a die or something” thinking “in a week or two she will be
begging for my friendship again”.

Sara said “I am with you Sally” and Vanessa added “Me too. As a
matter of fact if you don’t care for our friendship we shouldn’t
care for yours. As for me, I am going to upload the videos of
your flirting attempts, the ones of the last 20 minutes were
specially funny, you looked so clumsy and childish. The videos
and the photos will go along well with the photo of Sam’s note
and the story of the day”. I’ll bet you’ll get a lot of messages
in your facebook”.

Karen trembled, one thing was their outburst of ending their
friendship, that will probably be forgotten in a few days and
other the possibility than in their rage they really uploaded the
ridiculous videos and story and ruin her reputation severely. She
no longer would be the queen bee but the laugh of the school,
what a way to end her senior year, she won’t be remembered as the
cool and beautiful girl but as the joke of the school. She was
emotionally drained and started to cry asking for forgiveness.

The other girls smiled and Sara said “OK, would you take your
punishment like a big girl?”, Karen nodded silently with teary
eyes, but Sally pushed “I think and extra punishment is in order
because she cheat on us and tried to break the promise that we
all made before the draw”. The other two girls supported the idea
while Karen meekly nodded. Sally continued “What do you prefer:
1) That we extend the punishment time to two weeks or 2) That you
must keep your breast band even during bed time all the week”.
Katy didn’t wanted anyone of these options, and the idea of
choosing her own punishment was humiliating but she replied “If I
accept the two weeks punishment I will loose all my vacations and
the other alternative surely will damage my breast and it is
already painful”. Sally continued “Don’t worry, my mother used it
for weeks and she never had not even a little scratch, the secret
is to use the cream at least twice a day and you can use her
pills for the pain. So what is going to be?”. “Is there another
alternative?” asked Karen shyly. The others smelled weakness and
Sara quickly answered “I think those are good enough, so take one
or forget about it”. Karen thought for a second to insult them
and end the deal but her fear of ridiculous was bigger, so she
said: “I’ll take option 2, but promise me that we will avoid
places where we can meet people of the school, OK?”.

Maybe Sara and Vanessa were thinking of pushing further but the
fastest to answer was Sally who softened her tone and said in a
reassuring way “You can count on that Karen. Don’t worry we will
try to make this as easy for you as possible as long as you
comply with your promises.” Karen felt somewhat relieved and then
Sally passed her hand around Karen’s shoulder and completely
recovering her cheerful mood she said “come on Karen,  it could
even be fun if you relax a little, think at this as an adventure
as the chance to see how it would be to be another person. I am
sure that at the end of the week you will be proud of yourself by
having complied with your word and regained our respect and
admiration”.

Karen smiled softly and tanked Sally. She felt comforted and
emotionally exhausted. She leaned her head on Sally’s breast and
quietly sobbed the rest of the trip while Sally motherly caressed
her hair. The image of the dominant girl sobbing and being
comforted like a little girl brought smiles to Sara and Vanessa.

“This would be a funny week”, they thought.
 <to be continued if somebody is interested>

When they arrived to Sally’s home, Karen was given some spare
time to take a shower and rest from the band. While she was
showering, she noted that her tits were on the contrary of what
she had expected undamaged by the band, the skin felt perfect and
even softer, she also felt them a bit more perky and definitely
more sensitive.

Karen spent a lot of time under the water, enjoying the sensation
and finding a great satisfaction looking at her assets. She even
felt a little horny, maybe all the new emotions of the afternoon,
maybe something else, she did not care, she began touching
herself and was on the verge of coming when somebody knocked at
the door, ”Can you hurry please, we want to take a bath too.”,
She quickly stopped and ended her bath as quickly as she could.
She found the breast cream in the lavatory, she sighted at the
thought that she will be using the band again, but took a big
amount of cream and use it generously all over her tits, “This
cream is really protecting my skin”, she thought as she went out
the bathroom with a towel covering only her lower body because
she did not want to lose any cream but the other girls
interpreted the gesture as if Karen was anxious to show her tits
to everybody else.

Sally quickly approached with the band. Karen said “Can’t we wait
a little? I am really tired of wearing it.”, “No. You already
have the cream and we won’t waste it, but come, take this pill,
it will help you to forget the discomfort” Sally said showing
Karen a bottle that also had an outlined profile tit on the side.
Karen sighted, took the pill and let Sally tie the band again.
Sally gave her the bottle and said “You should take at least 3
daily, try to not exceed 6 anyway, it will make you feel better
and you will completely forget about the discomfort, and it will
reinforce the cream protection for your breast.” Karen took the
bottle without much thinking, her sadness returned seeing the
almost unobstructed view of her feet, she grabbed a pillow and
went to sleep. By the time that everybody had showered Karen was
completely asleep.

The other three went to the kitchen to grab a bite. They were all
excited and animatedly talking, reliving the events of the
afternoon. The power rush of having submitting Karen in such a
way was exhilarating. At one point Vanessa said part as joke and
part seriously “It is a pity that it will end in just a week” and
Sara added “It would be great that the changes were real and
permanent”. Everybody laughed and agreed but Sally remained
silent the rest of the dinner. They were washing the dishes when
Sally said to Sara “Were you serious about wanting the changes to
be permanent”. Sara looked at Sally puzzled trying to read in her
face the intention of the question and saw no joking and no
attempt of judgment, instead she saw Sally looking at the dishes,
biting her lower lip nervously. Sara interpreted the gesture as
an invitation to be an accomplice and her curiosity grew.

Sara turned serious and said “I admit that it would be a great
pleasure to have Karen seeing the world from the other side of
the fence for good. I liked more the mousy Karen than the ‘I am
the queen of the world’ one. Sally smiled briefly and turned to
see Vanessa, like waiting her answer to the same question. 
Vanessa said “I know is a bad thing to wish a friend, but I
really enjoyed the evening, and I would really think that she
deserve that. Remember how it was when she was already developed
while we were almost flat, she teased us and she even date Bill
knowing that I had a crush on him. Even today she is flaunting
her superiority every time she can” The reality was that Vanessa
was still jealous of Karen’s body. “Yeah” said Sara “she deserve
more than that.”.

Sally then said something that surprised the other girls “Well, I
am already working on that”.

She half expected them to freak out and then she would feign that
it was all a joke and laugh, but they asked “HOW?” instead of
“WHAT?” and they showed genuine interest.

“Well, you know my mother did not have a breast surgery as I said
to Karen, she got a treatment. You may have noticed that my
mother’s  breast are perkier now, that is because she had
permanently lost a lot of fat from her tits. That left a bigger
proportion of hard glandular tissue and made her tits smaller but
firmer. Well the treatment was the band combined with the cream
and the pills and it is supposed to destroy fast and permanently
fat cells so the breast are no longer able to grab as much fat as
before. The treatment also produces rapid re-absorption of tissue
and skin, so there are no excess skin after the shrinkage.

Karen’s tits are young so the fat proportion in them is maybe
less than 50%, the cream and pills will do their job on that 50%.
I think she could drop at least a cup size during this week, I
plan to give her twice the treatment of my mother”.

Vanessa and Sara were speechless, and for a moment Sally
regretted her confession, she was about to say that it was just a
joke even when at this point they won’t believe her, but then
Vanessa said “Wow ! That is a great idea Sally, this will be so
much fun ! You are evil”. She said the last phrase with
accomplice smile and a wink. Sally relaxed a bit and then Sara
whose face had turned thoughtful added “Yes Sally, that is
great…. to begin with.”. Sally was surprised but everybody was
high on their power rush.

That night they didn’t sleep too much, mostly they planed and
researched and planed again until they were exhausted, but at the
end they were pretty satisfied and confident with the final plan.


Sunday. Day 1.

The next morning they stayed mostly at Sally’s home and it all
was pretty normal except for Karen’s look. Karen, nonetheless,
was able to abstract herself from her situation and recover part
of her ongoing personality. She was however a little bit less
bossy than usual.
During lunch Vanessa told them excited that her uncle had lent
her his lake cabin for the rest of the spring break. The lake was
a three hours drive away and in spite of being crowded with teens
in that season was seldom visited by people of the girls’ town
who preferred to spend the spring break strolling thru the bars
of a nearby city.

“It is perfect. We can spend the first week there with Karen
without fear of stumping with some guy of our school and then
making her transformation into a beautiful swan in the middle and
have even more fun the second week. What do you think girls?”

“It’s great !”, said Sally, Sara was equally excited, even Karen
liked the idea, of course it would be a lot better without the
stupid punishment, but she certainly liked the idea of reducing
drastically the risk of being seen by someone she knew. And the
way Vanessa said it, it even sound like fun. One week being the
ugly duck and then turning into the beautiful swan.

After that the four girls made the arranged with their parents.
Sara will drive them to the cabin and they would return in a
couple of weeks. They would be in contact by cell phone anyway.

 After lunch they made a few errands just to show Karen in
public. They looked with satisfaction how her insecurity
returned, she was mostly quiet and followed Sally like a puppy.
In the afternoon they separated, Sally and Karen went to Sally’s
home while Sara and Vanessa left to run some errands.

Vanessa took some sleep pills from her mother bedroom while Sara,
the richest of the group, was using money and a friends help to
get the medical implant that they needed.

While Vanessa and Sara were busy preparing everything for the
rest of the spring break, Sally and Karen arrived Sally’s
bedroom. Sally immediately went to the bathroom, saying “I will
do my business and then I will take a long bath”.

Karen went to Sally’s bed, she quickly took her shirt off and
with a lot of effort she was also able to take off the dreaded
band. She felt relieved, she touched her tits and sensed again
that they were a little harder, she looked herself in the mirror
and she thought “I bet few girls have such a firm tits. I even
think they are firmer each day”.  Then she cupped her tits with
her hands and felt something strange, usually there was more area
that she couldn’t reach. “Maybe they hadn’t recover from the
compression, in an hour they should be their normal size.” She
knew that because when she was in the swim team after practicing
for hours in the competition swimwear that compresses the breast
to be more hydrodynamic she felt that it took even an hour to
recover her normal shape.

Knowing that Sally would be in the bathroom for a long time,
Karen decided to have a little leisure time, she laid on the bed
and started touching her tits and even her pussy over her shorts.
When she started to get aroused her mind begun to wander, instead
of thinking of some hunk movie star like she usually did, her
mind was replaying her shameful day at the mall. She did not know
why but somehow those memories turned her on, maybe the
tranquility of touching her tits and knowing they were intact
allowed her to detach herself from the memories and enjoy them as
a somewhat erotic story.

She slipped her hand under her panties and soon she came. She
continued touching herself with her eyes closed, with one hand on
her tits and the other on her pussy, she was relaxing, almost
falling sleep when she heard Sally’s voice “Did you miss them?”.
Karen quickly took away her hands, covered her breast with a
pillow and was babbling something when Sally said “You broke your
promise. You agreed to only take off the band to shower”

“Sorry Sally, It was too hot here, I just wanted to rest a
little, to get some fresh air you know”

“I see how you rest…., well let’s see what the girls say about
you breaking your promise at the first chance.”

Karen thought that nothing good could come from the other girls
knowing, so she say biting her lower lip “Please don’t tell
them”.

“Sorry Karen but we marked the band so it will show if you took
it off. Even if I don’t tell them they will notice.”.

“let’s say that I was taking a bath or something.”

“You already took a bath and we said just one bath a day.
Remember?”

“Yes” Said Karen defeated. But then Sally paused as if looking
for a way to help her.

“OK, let’s say that I let you took another bath because you
wanted to shave your pussy.”

“Yes, that is a good Idea!” Said Karen relieved. But then Sally
said “but wait. Didn’t you and Vanessa go to swim a few days ago,
and you said that you waxed it all except for a nicely trimmed
triangle?”.

“Yes, I remember…” Said Karen lowly, she was feeling trapped
again but Sally said

“OK. No problem, we will say that this time you wanted to get rid
of all of it. Many girls do it anyway.”

Karen didn’t like the idea, but saw no other escape, so she
entered the bathroom, took a shower and shaved all her remaining
pussy hair. She didn’t like the look. She had always thought that
a good trim was more sophisticated and more lady-like. A complete
shave could make you look like a child or like a slut. With her
big tits, she thought maybe it was the second option for her.
Sally said thru the bathroom door “You should use the hair grow
retarder cream otherwise you will itch a lot in a few days. It is
in the cabinet”. Karen didn’t want to, but Sally was right, so
she put it all over her pussy. It won’t start growing for a few
weeks.

When the girls returned, Karen was already dressed in a big
t-shirt and Sally had readjusted the band, she noticed that the
position was shorter than the first time.  The girls saw Karen’s
wet hair with a puzzlement expression, but she explained that she
wanted to try the new look before their vacations and have shaved
her pussy bare. She had tried to look self-confident but instead
she avoided their eyes and blushed a little.

During dinner, Vanessa slipped a couple of sleep pills in Karen’s
milk. So by 10:00PM she was profoundly asleep. They tried to wake
her up with noises or moving her but it was impossible.

Then Sara said, “OK, girls. This is the moment of true, will we
do it or not?”.

“Yes!” Said Sally.
“Of course!”, Said Vanessa.

Their voices betrayed their excitement. Then Sara pulled a
medical device that looked like a big metal syringe. The needle
was sharp ended but it was like 3/8” wide. Sara smeared some
alcohol in Karen’s left arm, near her shoulder and then slowly
inserted the big needle just under Karen’s skin. Then she pushed
a button in the metal part of the syringe and it made a loud and
short sound like a little explosion. Then Sara pulled the syringe
out and put a band-aid over the little cut on Karen’s arm. They
will retire it later before Karen waked up.

Sara had pushed an implant that during a full year will
administer a drug that was normally used for breast cancer
patients. That drug blocks the reception of female hormones by
the breast. The lack of female hormones will cause the glandular
tissue to reduce it’s size dramatically. Her breast would be
receiving less amount of hormones than a 11 year old girl.  As an
added bonus,
the drug frequently caused hyper-sensibility to some cosmetic
components, so often the people using it become allergic to
makeup, white people could also suffer from hyper-sensibility to
the sunlight. Another side effect was increased sex drive as it
only blocks the reception of hormones by the breast but increased
it for the rest of the body. The girls hopped that Karen
developed that side effect because they found it very funny that
Karen could be hornier but less able to attract a man. Sara had
inserted the version with the bigger dose available, suitable for
women maybe twice the weight of Karen.

Monday. Day 2.

Karen waked up late the next day, she had slept like 13 straight
hours. “Maybe all the stress” she thought. She felt a scratch on
her left shoulder but found a sharp toy in her bed and thought,
“I was so sleepy last night that I didn’t see it, well it is just
a scratch anyway”.

After Karen showered and put a vast amount of cream in her breast
and she took 3 pills, she would take the maximum cautions to
avoid any damage to her precious tits. Then she went to the
kitchen to take breakfast.”

Sara said to Karen, “Come on girl, is time to go to your home and
pick your ‘swan’ clothes.” Karen smiled, they had agreed that she
must wear why they wanted the first week but on the second she
will use whatever she wanted. They will pick a suitcase in
Karen’s home, fill it with her clothes and then they will close
it with a padlock until her ‘swan’ time. Karen took her time
picking her favorite bikini that showed her cleavage to her best
as well as several low cut dresses and blouses, a few bras even
when she thought happily that with her firmness she probably
won’t use them anyway. A couple of tube tops as well as some
jeans, shorts and skirts completed her suitcase, her entire
suitcase looked like designed to show off her tits. She also
threw a pair of high heel shoes, as well as some tennis shoes
that also have a 2” heel, even a pair of flip flops with a 1 ½
inch platform. She was happier than ever.

That afternoon they drove to the lake cabin. When they were near
to their destination, Sara stopped the car in front of a wall
mart. “Why do we stop? We already bought the food.” Said Sally.

“We need a bathing suit for Karen, don’t you think?”.

Karen rolled her eyes. “I already have one.”.

“Yes but you can’t use it until the next week. Come on it will be
fun” Said Vanessa.

“Fun for you” thought Karen that also cringed at the thought of
buying clothes there but agreed anyway and soon they were in the
teens department.

Sara asked the sales lady “Excuse me ma’am, My friend here is
looking of a one piece swimsuit”. The sales lady looked at the
petite girl and said, “mmm… what size of bra do you use girl?”.
Before Karen could open her mouth Sara responded “She normally
uses a training bra but I bet she is already an A”. Much to
Karen’s embarrassment who was blushing red. “I see”, said the
sales lady doubtfully “I think you may find something that fits
you well in this section” and lead them to a section that was for
tweens and pubescent girls. Seeing Karen’s face the sales lady
tried to reassure her “Don’t worry girl, many petite teens buy
from this section, even adult women sometimes. These clothes will
fit you better and you’ll look great.”

They started to browse the swimwear until the find a two piece
suit. The top was a tank top that had very short straps for the
shoulders and went from well above the breast to almost the
navel. It would cover the band without problems. The swimsuit was
for prepubescent girls, it had no cups at all. The bottom part
was not any better, it was a bubble short that effectively
concealed Karen’s ass. The entire set was in a cyan and pink
print and was the least sexy swimsuit that Karen had wore in ten
years. The other girls were delighted: the beauty queen didn’t
look like a competitor anymore. Vanessa said “You look different
but really cute, I bet you can get lucky in the lake”, and winked
at Karen, who just felt more uncomfortable.

They finally paid for the swimsuit and drove the rest of the way
to the cabin. The cabin was in some area secluded by a bunch of
trees but was just around 300 yards from the lake main beach.
When they entered the cabin they were very happy with the
interiors, the cabin had a couple of bedrooms each with a bunk
bed and a private bathroom. There was also a spacious social area
and a modern kitchen. All the furniture looked expensive and
comfortable, the cabin counted electricity, hot water and air
conditioning but there was no TV and no internet access. Sara and
Sally quickly picked a room each one saying that the lower bed
was for they.  Karen followed Sally to be her roommate before
Vanessa could move. She felt safer with Sally but it was a new
demonstration of her lost leadership, normally she would have
chosen first or at least have forced the other girl to the upper
bed, now instead of that she conformed herself with the chance to
follow Sally and avoid the other pair.

Sara said then “Well, let’s change to the swimsuits and go to the
lake”. Karen reluctantly started to change into the hideous
swimsuit but then Sally approached her with a piece of paper.
Then she said in a motherly tone to Karen, “Karen, you know the
cream and the pills are helping you to keep your breast skin
healthy and it seems to be working great, but I was concerned
that they could have some negative side effects, so I called the
doctor and told him that I wanted to use them because my swimwear
was for competency and was too tight and that I sometimes felt
pain and little scratches in my skin. The doctor told me that
they would certainly help me, but that like most drugs they had
little risks or side effects. He sent me this email. I want you
to read it so you don’t have any problems. OK?”.

Karen nodded, thankful that Sally cared for her. She started
reading the printed email. It was more than nothing pseudo
scientific mumbo-jumbo that Sally had made up after reading a few
drug specification files in internet. She had added a fake
caution clause for the drug:

CAUTIONS:

1) This drug should not be suspended abruptly for any reason, the
dose should be reduced little by little across two weeks at
least, see instruction chart bellow. Failure to comply with this
could result in serious and even permanent damage to your breast
skin.

2) This drug can have some interactions with some hormones like
oxytocin that is released at orgasm, during delivery and when the
woman is lactating.  This interaction may cause the breast to
dehydrate and reduce it’s volume temporally, normally it will
recover by itself in a couple of days unless a repeated release
of oxytocin happens. In that case the lost could be more
noticeable but still recoverable, commonly a couple of days for
each inch of bust size lost. Careful: If the interaction with
oxytocin is repeated many times in a short period of time it can
make the recovering time unpredictable. If this is your case, and
the symptoms don’t improve in a couple of months call your doctor
and tell him about your masturbation or sex habits.


Karen was surprised, afraid and thankful all at the same time.
She thought “So the size reduction that I felt yesterday was
probably real, and all by my orgasm. Luckily now I know the
possible consequences and I will be more careful. Unfortunately I
can not suspend the treatment now, well it is necessary to
protect my skin anyway at least for the rest of the week.”

When Karen finished reading she sincerely thanked Sally who
embraced her saying “I feel a little guilty because the band was
my idea and I don’t want anything bad to happen to you”, Karen
returned the embrace quietly and Sally said joking “You must be
chaste for a couple of weeks girl, can you make it Sister
Karen?”, Karen laughed and said, “Don’t worry, is not like I am
gona have a row of guys wanting to make up with me with this
look.”. Still Karen was a little bit worried.

An hour later they were all dressed in their swimsuits marching
to the lake beach. Karen was wearing her new swimsuit and felt
self conspicuous while the other girls were wearing discrete
makeup, low heel sandals and tiny bikinis that showed their
assets to the max.

After setting their towels they started eating the sandwiches
they had brought while chatting, soon a group of boys approached
and in no time they had joined the chat. They were five but no
one seemed to pay attention to Karen, who was constantly left out
of the conversation and even physically excluded from the group,
all of which annoyed her and hurt her until she remained mostly
silent and even a little bit out of the group to avoid more
humiliation.

Later, the boys said, “Come on, let’s play some volley ball.”,
Sally, always caring, quickly invited Karen to join them two boys
and a girl completed the two six people teams.  They begun the
match and Karen quickly immersed herself in the competency, she
was not a great player, but was good enough and was a fierce
competitor. She was having fun and forgetting her situation when
a 17 yo girl arrived. She was pretty but nothing too spectacular,
she was maybe a B cup and a little skinny in general, but a boy
quickly enrolled in a conversation with her in between points. At
some point the boy turned to see Karen and said “Hey, shrimp, why
don’t you left your place for Katy, so we can play only
grownups?”.

Karen never felt so humiliated in her life, she went out the
court and sat in the sand a few yards away. She looked at the
game from there, Katy resulted a very clumsy player and her team
quickly lost the lead, still she and the boy seemed to be having
a great time with laughs, high fives and embraces every time any
time one of them participated in the game.

Then they boy turned to Karen again and said “Hey shrimp, you
should look for a shadow, your skin is getting redder”.

Sally turned to see and said “Oh my god, she had a lot of red
spots, we should take her to the nurse station.”, The girls
abandoned the game, said good bye to the kids and took a very
concerned Karen to the nurse station.

Karen and Sally entered the office. The nurse examined Karen’s
skin in her face and arms, then raised a little her top to see an
unexposed area. She finally asked “It looks like some kind of
photosensitivity problem. Are you taking any medications,
hormones or anticoneptives”, Sally bit her lip, Karen thought of
telling her about the breast pills, but she was so ashamed of
explaining why she was taking them that she said “No ma’am, not
at all.”. Well maybe it was caused by some hormone imbalance, 
don’t worry, you must use this cream for a week in all your body,
including the non exposed parts, it will ruin your tan but will
clear the red spots. And you must not for any reason expose
yourself to the sun before 6:00pm, at least for the rest of the
week. “.

After that they returned to the cabin, it was almost sunset by
then anyway. Karen walked barefoot because she had her insteps
irritated and didn’t stand the flip flops.

After dinner, Sally comforted Karen and helped her with the new
cream. Then Karen went to sleep, even when it was no later than
9:00pm.

Tuesday. Day 3.

The next day her red spots looked a faded pink, and her skin in
general looked whiter but she felt better.

After breakfast, the girls went to the lake beach with a prepared
lunch to stay there all day while Karen remained at cabin. “Are
you sure you’re going to be OK? Said Sally. “Yes, don’t worry, I
am an adult, I can be on my own, the rash almost disappeared
anyway”. They parted and Karen was relieved to be alone.

She waited until she thought the girls were far enough and then
went to the bathroom and took a long shower. After drying
herself, she her body cream on the areas she could reach and then
took the breast cream and applied it abundantly in her tits.
“They have not recovered their size yet” She thought, as a matter
of fact she felt them smaller, but she blame her imagination and
fear, she returned to her bed and decided to remain naked for a
while, she wanted to open her suitcase and use her own clothes
but it was still padlocked, then she noticed that the other
girls’ suitcases where locked too. She was trapped with her dork
clothes so she decided to postpone the moment of dressing.

Since the day before she seemed to feel hornier by the hour, but
now that she knew the possible consequences she tried to avoid
any touch or thought that could arouse her more. She napped for
awhile to lose sometime and after that she grabbed something to
eat, just a cereal bar and a juice, she hadn’t have much appetite
since this nightmare begun, as a matter of fact her rear was
starting to show the lack of food, if she could use one of her
tight miniskirts now, she would notice that it wasn’t so tight
anymore.

After her early lunch the minutes seemed to craw. Without
friends, tv or internet she grew bored. First she tried modeling
nude in front of the mirror. Making sensual gestures, grabbing
her tits together, etc, but one thing leaded to another and
sooner than later she was laying on her back on the bed touching
her tits and caressing her pussy while remembering the incidents
of the volley boy play of the last day. She thought “Just a
little fun here, not that I will orgasm, I can control my self”,
but she did not stop in five minutes as she had promised herself,
instead she increased her pace and then she said aloud “hey
shrimp, leave your place to a real woman” and came.

She immediately regretted. She touched her breast nervously but
then thought “It won’t happen immediately you stupid slut”. Then
she went looking for something to wear thinking “What if it
really reduces my size temporally, Sally will notice and will
think that I am a stupid slut that can’t control herself, then
she thought, “If I put the band it won’t be noticeable, any way I
should be completely recovered in a couple of days. Her
punishment week had begun on Sunday, so by Friday she should be
fully recovered and ready for her next Sunday Swan day.

She occupied the rest of the afternoon cleaning, watching thru
the window and applying herself frequently the different creams.
When the girls returned she was dressed in her new Swimsuit, with
her breast properly compressed by the band. Her red spots have
mostly disappeared but her skin looked even whiter.

The girls were surprised to see her wearing the band, but she
said “I am only trying to be a good sport” but her body language
betrayed her lie.

Sara said “We have been invited to a party in a nearby cabin, you
should come with us, it is already dark so there is no danger for
your skin and you may have fun instead of being here all day”.

Karen had her doubts but she was tired and bored to be in the
cabin so she accepted. The girls dressed for the night with high
heels, tight short dresses, nice makeups and hairdos. A great
contrast with Karen that was in her swimsuit shorts and a t-shirt
and barefoot because she still can bear the flip flops. She had
lived that in the mall but still cringed at being so far to
compete with them, but what shocked Karen the most was that the
others ported a very nice suntan while she was almost a ghost.

They walked to the next cabin, Karen feeling very insecure
looking upward to the faces of her classmates. They were received
with enthusiasm by the boys, one of them who was a little drunk
said “hey, you brought Casper with you” pointing at Karen,
everybody laughed, even Karen feigned a smile because she could
not think of any witty come back.

Soon everybody was talking here or there with a boy while Karen
clung to Sally like a lost puppy. Sally talked to her from time
to time but mostly ignored her engaging in conversations with the
boys and leaving Karen outside. Finally Sally begun to dance with
a handsome boy and left Karen alone for a long time. Karen felt
very inadequate and insecure, and at the same time she was
getting very horny again. She tried to reassure herself thinking
“You are not a shy little girl, you are very self confident
woman, so stop pitting yourself and go get some boy to talk to”.
She walked and approached a boy that was leaning on the wall, he
was skinny but tall and was smoking, his tan make him look cuter
than he was, “He is not handsome but I only want to pass the time
is not like if I going to date him or something” she said to
herself, but when she was close to him, she felt more attraction,
she was hornier by the minute. She leaned on  the wall next to
him to recover her control. She waited some seconds for he to
start a conversation but he didn’t. She thought “Maybe he is too
shy or even gay”, but her doubts grew “or maybe he is not
attracted to me”, she finally decided to talk.

“d…d..did you p…played volley ball”. Was all she could say, she
had never stammer in her life. “Oh no, she thought, now he will
think I am a dork”, suddenly the not so handsome boy’s opinion of
her seemed the most important thing in the world. He simply
smiled warmly looking at her red face briefly and said “Yes, I
did”, Karen almost melt, but then he called out loud to someone
across the room “Hey, Lisa! I was waiting for you” then he looked
at Karen and said “sorry girl, I have to go”, he walked a few
yards to join Lisa and Karen could read his lips from afar “you
saved me” then Lisa laughed openly and even turned to see Karen,
who was on the verge of crying and horny as hell.

A few minutes later she was inside the bathroom sobbing and then
she started to touch her pussy to comfort herself and a few
minutes later she had come. She regretted it but the sadness and
horniness didn’t leave her so she had an encore.

When they were walking to their cabin, the girls chatted
animatedly between them while Karen silently thought “What was
the use of Sally’s warning if the first day I masturbated three
times. The email did not explained what happens in this case,
hopefully it counts as one and I will still be right by Friday,
but I don’t want to think on the other possibility. I am a stupid
slut.”.

Wednesday. Day 4.

The next day the girls leave soon in the morning. They had
planned an all day boat excursion with the guys. And Karen was
left alone was again. This time she was resolved to avoid the
pitfalls of the day before. She put her swimsuit took a light
breakfast, and tried to keep herself busy. She took her school
back pack and started doing her math homework. She had always
been good at math although not much dedicated but it is
incredible how fun solving a bunch of math problems could be when
you have absolutely nothing else to do. By lunch she had made all
her homework and had solved a bunch of math problems of the
following chapter.

However after lunch, she felt tired and knew that she shouldn’t
delay her shower any longer. After all she needed to apply the
creams. Inside the bathroom she took her clothes off as well as
the band. She tried to not look at her tits. She quickly showered
and after drying herself, she went to the bedroom to dress but at
some moment she could not resist the curiosity. She stood in
front of the full body mirror and dropped the towel covering her
body.

What she saw confirmed her fears. Her tits were noticeable
smaller. She cupped them with her hands and noticed that there
was now hand to spare ! She suspected that she had dropped at
least a cup size, maybe a little more. She noticed also that the
extra firmness was fading and her tits were recovering a little
of their bounciness, she took that as a good news, because a
smaller and firmer tits won’t look so sexy. She quickly discarded
that thought, It is not like if I am going to stay like this. In
a couple of days or so I will on my way of recovering my full
size.

She put the shorts of the swimsuit and she even tried the
superior part, she was almost able to put it without the band
compressing her tits. She shivered at the thought, grabbed a
t-shirt and put it on.

The rest of the afternoon, she tried every trick to stay busy,
she sang, dance, she even found a pack of cards and played
solitaire with real cards!

When it was getting dark, Karen put the band around her breast to
avoid that the girls notice her changes. She tried several
positions but she didn’t feel it so tight anymore.

When the girls returned Karen felt relieved, she had made it thru
the day without succumbing to her horniness. But as soon as the
girls took dinner, Vanessa said “Let’s go Karen, we have another
party tonight”. Karen did not wanted a party more than slap on
her face. She really thought that she could not handle any more
humiliations so she said “I am staying here if you don’t mind”.
Off course they minded, they wanted to see her “advances”, so at
the end she was walking in her swimsuit, barefoot to another
cabin for a “party”.

The party was essentially equal to the previous. She had little
attention from her friends and almost none from the boys. She
convinced herself to try again to engage in a conversation only
to see her stammering return much to the boy’s amusement. The boy
in question was even less subtle than the other one, so by the
end of the party she had been nicknamed “bashful” because of her
stammer and height.

She kept saying to herself “they will regret all this after my
swan day” but she was less and less convinced, specially after
she masturbated twice in the bathroom to avoid crying.


Thursday. Day 5.

After the girls left for the beach. Karen took a shower and could
not resist to look herself in the mirror. The damage was
terrible. Her tits looked like an A cup, well maybe a little
bigger but she could not be sure.

She promised herself to stay focused this day. Swan day was on
Sunday, she should give her body a chance to recover something
before it.

After breakfast, she looked for her friends backpacks and started
making their home works. After lunch she showered and put her
creams and then she dressed in the swimsuit. She contemplated her
image in the mirror. This time she was able to fit it without the
help of the compressing band. She was amazed and scared.

She used the rest of the afternoon to finish everybody else’s
home works. She had lost track of time and was surprised when the
girls arrived. She hadn’t have time to put the band again but to
Karen relief and fear nobody seemed to notice.

They were going to another party but this time Karen was firm in
her intentions to stay home, so finally they accepted. Vanessa
said “OK, keep your party energy for your swan time”.

Friday. Day 6 and 7.

Karen awoke late on Friday, she was wearing the band because when
the girls left, she had put it on fearing being discovered. Then
she had gone to sleep very aroused but had managed to control
herself, or so she had thought until she awoke without her
panties and with a finger still buried in her wet shaved pussy.

Karen panicked and her hands traveled to her breast. She checked
that she was alone and immediately took off the rest of her
clothes and saw her image in the mirror.

She barely recognize herself, she looked like another person, all
traces of tan had evaporated, her precious tits were now with
much optimism an A cup. Her bubble rear wasn’t as attractive now
that she had lost several ponds and it looked even a little
flatter than the day before. In her conditions her bare pussy did
not make her look slutty anymore, she now simply looked childish.
She turned away from the mirror and quickly dressed on her
swimsuit that now was even easier to fit in.

She went downstairs and resolved to walk outside of the cabin no
matter when she found a note from the girls. “Thank you Karen, We
see that you did our home works that was great on your part. We
talked and release you from your punishment so you can enjoy the
rest of the vacations. The keys to the suitcase are in the
kitchen. From this moment you can dress, comb your hair and use
makeup as you want. You are a courageous girl. Congratulations”.

Karen read the note and felt happiness and dread. She had been
dreaming for something like this to happen, but now she needed at
least a day to recover, it won’t be enough she knew, but she
thought “it could not be worse than today”.

Anyway she went for suitcase and tried the blouses and dresses
and everyone looked ridiculous on her almost flat chest. She
tried to stuff her bra but it was just possible while wearing the
tube tops but it looked painfully artificial as the elastic top
constrained and deformed the stuffed bra. She tried not to cry,
and thought maybe a little make up and combing my hair will get
me some confidence to keep trying clothes. She walked naked to
the bathroom and started expertly applying her makeup, it was not
as effective with her now pale face but it was a big improvement
anyway. However before she could even finish applying it, her
face and eyes started stinging and itching like hell. She had
never been allergic to makeup before, but she thought “maybe my
skin is still to tender”. She tried to resist, to wait at least
until she dressed to see the effect but it was impossible soon
she was smearing her face with the whitening cream to remove
every trace of cosmetics from her face. She sighted and returned
to see if she could improve her wardrobe, she put the miniskirt
that usually flattered her ass but this time she did not fill it
quite well. She put on the jeans and the t-shirt and returned to
the mirror and she thought “I am look plainer than ever, at least
I should show my legs, they are a little skinny but are my best
asset at this moment”, she put on the short of the swimsuit and
thought “Not to flattering but the loose jeans looked worse”. She
then combed her hair to her liking, with the help of a hairdryer
and her skills soon she was looking so much better than with her
plain ponytail.

She decided to celebrate her little victory with a little walk
outside the cabin, she had noted a path that was closely
surrounded by tall trees and was mostly in the shadows. She tried
her tennis shoes but her insteps already hurt, so she went
barefoot.

After walking a few minutes she saw something shinny over a rock,
she approached it and it seemed to be an smartphone she looked
around but saw no body so approached even more to picked it when
she felt a string at her feet and she almost tripped, then before
she even got the phone she hear swish sound and then she suddenly
realized, and jumped forward before a bunch of grease fell from a
bucket above her head, she almost avoided it but she got a big
blob in her back and part of her hair. Then she heard several
small boys giggling and one said “I told you, you can trap
anything with the right bait”. She screamed and ran angry after
them but they dispersed and she got tired and then she thought,
this could damage my hair or start my allergy I need to get back
soon. She ran all the way to the cabin.

When she arrived Sally was already there. “What happened I hear a
scream. Was it you?”, Yes, please help me some boys play me a
prank, my hair” she said desperately.

“OK”. Said Sally “Take a bath, dress yourself, and then wrap your
hair in this towel”

She went quickly to the bathroom and followed Sally’s
instruction, then she carefully put her swimsuit top and bottom,
wraped her hair in the towel and went to the bedroom and sat in
the chair that Sally had put in front of the mirror. “I see that
you put the band again, it wasn’t necessary, didn’t you read the
note that we left you”. Karen had forgotten the band and she saw
it over the corner of her eye and hopped that Sally missed. “I
just wanted to be a good sport, after all is only today and
tomorrow, isn’t it?”.
“Yes, of course, let me see your hair.” Said Sally smiling, she
had seen the band on the floor and was seeing for the first time
the success of their plan.
Sally scanned Karen’s hair in a slow and detailed way. The grease
were mostly bellow her neck and near Sally’s right ear. She
finally said “I think the only solution would be to cut it short,
I will try to cut the least possible amount. Karen sobbed, her
hair went a full 12” bellow her neck and it was very rich but it
would be impossible to leave it even at shoulder length.

Sally begun cutting with scissors while Karen sobbed. Sally was
felling genuine pity for her. At the end her hair reach almost to
the bottom of her neck but had lost most of her volume as Sally
had to cut off a lot from the right side because of the grease
and then to the left side so it looked more less symmetrical . In
spite of her young age, Sally was an experienced hair stylist
which she did for hobby, so she wanted to give Karen’s hair some
style but there weren’t really many options, so she cut it in
streaks like some Goths, although her hair was still brown.

“You look great”, Sally lied. She looked good enough given the
circumstances but nothing near to her just a few hours ago
gorgeous hair “Come on, let’s go downstairs to grab a bite and
play some cards”.

The rest of the day, and Saturday were pretty much a long time of
dreading Sunday to come. She found that the only way that she
could bear the pain was masturbating. She had convinced herself
that she won’t be able to recover by Sunday anyway, so why
deprive herself from her only pleasure.  Of course her sex did
not have any relation with her loss but based in the fake doctor
email she firmly believed otherwise, and she was convinced that
it was all her fault.

She stopped wearing the band. The girls did not noticed the
absence anyway. She continued taking the pills and using the
cream for fear of discontinuing abruptly the treatment. She was
reducing the amounts of both however.

Swan day.

When Sunday finally arrived, she wake up early trying to be the
first one, she chose the clothes that she thought could conceal
the best her new figure and entered the bathroom.

During her shower she noticed that her once beautiful 34C tits
wouldn’t need more than a training bra these days. They were less
developed than when she was 11, with the exception of her nipples
and areola, that were their normal size but now looked freakishly
big compared with the small mounts in her chest. She cupped them
with her hands as she did with pride so many times but this time
there was nothing to grab. She tried to believe that it was all
temporal but now she felt like it was impossible to recover. Her
sensibility was also severely diminished like if she was again a
little girl but just up there, her pussy on the contrary now
seemed to be  always on fire.

She put on her jeans, not so well filled anymore and then she put
on a bra. It was a mock to her present condition but she had
decided it was the only way out. She stuffed the bra with toilet
paper until it looked more less her original size. She sighed and
put on T-Shirt. She combed her hair the best she could and even
resigned herself to wear the flip flops because her high heels
still brushed her feet.

They spend most of the day all together in the cabin for a
change. The girls noted that Karen’s “tits” were often deformed
or at positions, too high in her body or one higher than the
other. They ignored also Karen constant adjustment of the
garment. But at night they had decided to go for the killing.

“Why don’t we go for a night swim, we can even skinny dip if we
found the lake deserted” Said Sara. “It’s time to show your
killer body in the bikini”.

Karen didn’t want to but she was pressured and pressured until
she agreed. She put her bikini top and stuffed it, even her
bikini looked weird, she could not adjusted it symmetrically to
her new narrow frame, then put a towel all over her body and
walked to the lake with her friends.

Most to Karen’s dread they found a small group of for boys
chatting around a fire. “Oh no” Thought Karen.

Sara then said to Karen, “That is the boy of volley ball, let’s
show him the swan so he felt repented for the rest of his days”.
Karen tried to go the other way but Sara and Vanessa trapped her
and guided to the fire then Sara pulled Karen’s towel much to her
embarrassment, then Sara approached Karen from behind and said, I
bet you have never seen a body like this and uncliped and pulled
Karen’s bikini top in one fast movement part of the stuffing
remaining there in the other in the floor. The stunned boys
looked at the frightened flat chested girl and laughed,
“certainly not”, Karen turned to run but her bottoms felt to her
knees and tripped her on her intended run. One of the boys
slapped her in the ass, “Girl, you must eat more, I had seen boys
with better asses”. Then Sally that was a little delayed ran and
barked to the boys and said “leave her alone” while also
directing a fierce sight to her friends.
She took the sobbing topples girl to the cabin.

Epilogue

Karen skipped the first days of school. She went to the doctor
who did not find anything unusual with her hormone levels. After
several exams he concluded that Karen was healthy and she only
needed to eat better. He said that the damage was probably caused
by a sudden drop of hormones in her body but considering that
they were by then at normal levels she will start recovering
soon… to some moderated degree. The doctor gave her a
prescription for hormones anyway, just to be sure there wasn’t
another drop. Of course Karen never told the interactions of her
oxytocine with the cream and pills that she believed caused her
damage, it was simply too shameful and more considering that she
hadn’t stopped masturbating not even a day since then. The only
effect of the doctor’s treatment was the increase of her
horniness.

Her return to school was a living nightmare.  Her social position
passed from beauty queen to “bashful” the stammering flat ghosty
girl. She now spend most of her time doing school work for
herself and for Sally who protects her when the bulling passes
some limit.
Vanessa and Sara hanged with them the first few days, the first
couple of days they were happy seeing Karen’s humiliations. But
then the novelty grew old and they felt uncomfortable, they
started to regret what they did but at the same time were not so
willing to ruin their social positions defending Karen
constantly. So they begun to take distance from the pair and a
few weeks later they have convinced themselves that it was
Sally’s plan and the only ones to blame were Sally and Karen
herself. After that, little by little they joined the rest on
bullying Karen.

During school days Karen mostly followed Sally like a lost puppy
at least until she engaged on conversations on which Karen is
left out. Even when it became a drag, Sally liked to have Karen
around so she could contemplate her downfall. Sally had dealt
with the guilt thinking that Karen would have caused it to
herself if the side effects were true, so Karen was responsible
of her current state, and her only participation was in
converting those side effects into something real.

On the contrary of Sara and Vanessa, she liked Karen following
her. She found some sick pleasure looking at the former beauty
queen and self secure girl looking flat, plain and with a growing
insecurity. Sally specially enjoyed Karen’s interactions with the
boys-  Her continuous horniness combined with her absolute lack
of self-esteem regarding her image, caused her to stammer and
blush every time she tried to speak to a boy, much to Sally’s
amusement. Repeated failures and Sally’s manipulation caused
Karen to develop panic attacks when she had to speak to boys of
things different than school subjects. She will sweat, blush and
get aroused, the few times she dare to talk, she will stammer and
end up saying something stupid even when sometimes she had
rehearsed some witty lines in her mind for hours. Finally Sally,
seeing that Karen’s horniness will sooner or later grow out of
control, arranged with a fat and slow student to fuck her from
time to time, in exchange of Karen doing all of his homework. At
first Karen was outraged, she had sometime, in her previous life,
called that boy “the biggest loser in the world”, so the idea of
working to compensate him for a sexual play was humiliating
beyond belief. However, as her horniness grew, and following
Sally’s advice, she ended doing the humiliating deal.

During those sex sessions she was mostly clumsily and selfishly
used, but still she came and came. She used to think “at least I
will have a date for prom”, unfortunately that didn’t happen. She
missed the prom in which Sara was elected queen while she didn’t
even attend because her only possible date didn’t want to be seen
in public with her thinking it will only worsen his looser
reputation.

After a year, the implant ceased working and her breast grew for
a little time but stopped before reaching enough size to fill an
A cup. Her now edgy and nervous personality kept her always
skinny, so her ass was as flat as her tits. She never tried to
expose to the sun or wearing makeup again for fear or worsen her
complexion even more. A funny thing is that the few times that
she dare to go swimming (very early in the morning or very late
at night), she wears the girly swimsuit that she bought at
wallmart that spring break. It is the only one that fits her
(even when is getting a little loose on the bottom) and she is
too shy to go shopping for a new one.

On the other hand her dedication to school allowed her to be
admitted in a prestigious university, and with time she will end
up having a PHD.

She probably will be ‘friends’ with Sally for the rest of their
lives.

The End.