Jenna was the biggest bitch that had ever attended North Hill high school. She had been ever since she had hit puberty before the rest of the girls. Her body had blossomed and the boys noticed.
Over the years she learned to hone her attractiveness and use it like a weapon. She had let the attention go to her head and corrupt her from a once shy innocent girl to the biggest slut in the school. Now in her senior year Jenna ruled the place. As head cheerleader she was the envy of every girl and the object of desire of every guy. She seemed to have a new boyfriend every month.
Jenna stalked the halls daily with her gang of bitches. Her beautiful blonde hair flowed over her enormous cleavage. Her bright blue uncaring eyes felt like piercing daggers to anyone who looked at them. She seemed to detest everyone but none more than poor Ana.
They had been friends once but that was before her breasts came in. When they did she had dropped her like hot garbage. It didn’t help that Ana developed late and poorly, bared filling a B cup. To distance herself from her past friendship with Ana, Jenna was malicious to her. Really Jenna had gone out of her way to be cruel to Ana. She called her names, spread lies about her and even convinced some teachers to grade her poorly.
Ana had held out hope that one day the friend she made a blood pact with all those years ago would one day reimerge but that became impossible when one day Jenna was involved in a fatal car crash.
The whole school seemed to attend the funeral including Ana, She even went back to her house to give her condolences to the parents. Jenna’s mother thanked her and insisted she take some of Jenna’s possessions as a way to remember her.
Returning home exhausted Ana threw Jennas things aside and lay down on her bed.
“Well I guess a blood pact to stay friends forever can’t stop death” Ana said aloud to herself in her empty bedroom.
“Well that’s what you think…” said a disembodied but familiar voice.
Ana sat up in the bed to see the ghostly form of Jenna standing before her. Even in death she looked beautiful.
“Jenna?” asked Ana “is that you?”
“Well I’m sure you never have any boys or friends in here so it would have to be me” Jenna said finishing with a cruel laugh.
“But you’re dead, what are you doing here?”
“I’m here to keep that pact we made all those years ago. To be honest I don’t want to, I mean look at you, you’re human trash but that blood pact apparently is binding forever and besides it’s my ticket to life again.”
“So you can be resurrected? You can live again?”
“Not exactly” Jenna said with an evil smile “the pact we made all those years ago linked us forever. As long as you live I can never truly die. You are the only one that can see me.”
“So you’re like my guardian angel? You will help guide my life?”
Jenna let out a long cackle and started to drift slowly over to Ana “No consider me more like the new owner of your life.”
“Wait what are you doing? No! Stop! Noooooo!” Screamed Ana but it was too late, Jenna stepped into Ana’s body like like someone steps into a warm shower..
Ana tried to push her out but was finding it difficult to so. Not because it was painful but because it felt so good. Waves of pleasure seem to hit her every time she gave up resisting.
“Dont worry Ana this is a good thing. You have squandered your life up until now. You have no friends, you’re still a virgin. Let me take over. Let me turn use your body to become a sexy, powerful bitch. You can still experience everything, I will just be in the driving seat. You’re gonna love how if feels to be superior than everyone else. Don’t you want to know how all that feels?”
Ana was finding it hard to fight back. She had to admit that she had been jealous of Jenna, how she held sway over the school. Now here she was offering to make her the new Head Bitch. The thoughts of it made her wet. She could picture herself being the new head cheerleader, stalking the halls, bullying those beneath her, losers like her. The thoughts of getting fucked by a new guy every week nearly made her pass out from pleasure. She could feel Jenna’s influence already take over.
“Yessssss” Ana purred “I give in, use my body to become the head cheerleader again, use it to be fucked by the hot jocks. Make my body an evil slut just like yours was. I want to know how it feels to be a bad bitch, my body is yours.”
With that Ana’s body began to shift and change. Her once flat chest shot out to huge mounds of pleasure. Her stomach shrunk and toned. Her hips flared out giving her the perfect ass. Her hair turned from the black it once was to sleek long blonde locks. Her nails sharpened to long daggers and her complexion cleared up instantly and her eyes settled into a cold malicious stare. Their souls had become one.
The new Ana strode confidently over to Jenna’s belongings and picked out an outfit to wear. She stood triumphantly in front of the mirror taking herself in. She had chosen a short black shirt and a cleavage heavy black top. For the first time ever Ana’s body wore heels and they suited her new slender legs well. Topping it off she wore gold hoop earrings, something Jenna wore everyday.
“Mmmm you clean up well Ana. Or should I say I clean up well. In fact this new body is better than that old body of mine… after I had made some improvements of course. A new body deserves a new name, Ana doesn’t really reflect this beauty now does it.”
And so Anastasia was born. It had only taken her a few hours at school the next day to become the Queen bitch. People in school were relieved the reign of Jenna was over but they weren’t ready for the bad bitch Anastasia was.
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