Rhonda's Reckoning.

Chapter 1
Rhonda's Reckoning

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Chapter Description: Rhonda was a high school bully and a snit to the less popular girls. Jane was an over achieving nerd girl with a secret power her grandmother reveals to her. Karma gets a little help as this story unfolds.

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Jane was seriously in love. Dan was not the kind of guy she ever imagined would love her, but here he was. All through high school Jane was so self-conscious of her looks as she was kind of diminutive with small breasts and a boyish figure. She knew she had a cute face and was fun and witty and highly intelligent, but she still felt overshadowed by the other full-er figured girls at school.

But none of that mattered any more, because high school was long past as she graduated a year early and was now starting her sophomore year at university with a brand new gorgeous and charming boyfriend. Dan always made her feel beautiful as he would tell her how he loved her petite size and even her small breasts, laughing that more that a handful is unnecessary anyway.

Things were lovely until the second semester when Jane was assigned a new dormitory room mate. Rhonda was from Jane’s high school and was one of those popular girls with the abundant figure. She was a cheerleader and totally stuck-up and bitchy, Rhonda even used to tease Jane about her "4th grade body", so needless to say, Jane was not thrilled about having her as a room mate.

All those high school memories came flooding back as Rhonda strode into the room wearing tight low-cut sweater revealing her ample cleavage, and tiny short-shorts that showed off her long tan legs and broad hips. At 5’10", Rhonda towered over Jane’s 5’2" frame. Rhonda said, "Oh, I remember you, Joan right?"

"Actually it’s Ja...", Jane tried to correct her but was interrupted. "Aw you poor thing, still haven’t matured any." Rhonda snarked, gesturing toward Jane’s breasts. Jane looked down forlornly at her nearly B-cup then back up at Rhonda waving her D-cups in her face.

The rest of that school year Jane started to feel more and more self conscious about her own body as she was constantly confronted by Rhonda’s perfect naked body; she delighted in parading about without clothes when at home. Jane always changed he clothes hiding behind a closet door to avoid Rhonda’s taunts, but it never really worked. Rhonda would always have some smart remark at those times like, "tsk, gawd, it’s like rooming with a 12 year old." A few times Rhonda even snatched away Jane’s clothes and hold them above her head making Jane jump for them, "what’s this? a training bra?" she would laugh, "hahaha, is’t that cute, you don’t even jiggle when you jump, your tit’s are so tiny."

During all this time Jane really looked forward to the time she got to spend with Dan, who always made an effort to reassure her that she was beautiful. Jane always arranged for them to meet at his place to avoid Rhonda’s juvenile behavior. This worked well until just before the end of the semester.

One day Dan thought he would surprise Jane by stopping by her dorm room between classes. He didn’t know Jane was scheduled for work study that day and he was greeted at the door by Rhonda who was wearing just her underwear. "U-umm... is Jane here?" he stammered, his eye’a almost popping out of his head. "You must be Dan." she said, placing he had on her hip making sure he got a good eyeful. "No she’s at work study right now, she should be back in a few. You’re welcome to wait here if you like." Dan nodded and walked in and sat on Jane’s bed. "Sorry, I have to run to the shower," Rhonda said playfully as she quickly removed her underwear and put on her robe before dashing out the door leaving Dan with his jaw on the floor.

Dan started coming over when he knew Jane wouldn’t be there just to get more of a look at Jane’s assets and he would stay longer and longer until one day Rhonda and he ended up in bed together.

This went on for several weeks until the day Jane came home early one day. She opened the door to find Rhonda in all her busty glory astride her boyfriend. She burst into tears. "why" was all she could say, looking at Dan with pleading eyes. He didn’t know what to say, so he quickly grabbed his clothes and left while uttering a barely audible "sorry..." Jane just sat on her bed and sobbed as Rhonda quietly slipped out after Dan.

Later Jane went to her grandmother’s house. Grandma was always who she went to when she felt sad; she always seemed to know what to say and made her feel better from the time she was a little girl. After she told her grandma what happened, her grandmother’s face turned unusually serious. "It’s time you knew something about your heritage.", she said dramatically. "You were born with abilities you’ve yet to even realize. For countless generations the women in the Le Fay line have been endowed with astounding power. The power to affect reality itself. This power can be a blessing... or a curse. Ever since Hecate handed us this power, Le Fay women have been at times viewed with great admiration and at other times fear and contempt."

Jane looked at her grandmother quizzically as if waiting for the punchline, "I know it sounds crazy, but I assure you I am deadly serious." her grandmother continued. The reason I am just telling you now is that the power of which I am speaking is activated by your first scorn... You’ve heard the old saying, ’hell hath no fury...’? Well, that saying came about because of Le Fay women." Jane just chuckled nervously. "Jane dear," her grandma went on, "You were just scorned in a big way. You need to be very careful what you think, what feelings you project toward people, but more importantly, be careful what you say to those who’ve angered you."

"I...I don’t understand," Jane mumbled.

"Those thoughts and words can and will cause changes in the world around you." her grandmother warned. "Why don’t you move in with me fr the summer and I will help you to better understand and to channel the power."

"OK grandma," Jane sniffled. She was going to ask to ask her to stay anyway as grandma was always a soothing presence whenever she was sad.

Her grandmother hugged her tight and said, "there, there dear. Your Summer will get better soon. It might even be fun!"

The next week, Jane was very careful to avoid both Rhonda and Dan. Whenever Rhonda breezed into the room, she just stayed stone quiet and ignored Rhonda’s ever present taunts. Then on the day Jane was packing the last of her things to take to her grandma’s house. Dan came to the room and pleaded with her to talk to him. Remembering her grandmothers warning she just gave him the silent treatment. Her persisted until finally she couldn’t take it anymore.

"You and Rhonda are exactly the same!" she hissed. "You’re both shallow and slutty!" Jane went back to packing. Dan was stunned. Not because of what she said, he expected harsh words, but because of how they made him feel... physically. Her voice seemed to encompass and constrict around him. He felt a heat and energy that made his skin crawl. He decided to leave, but when he took a step he noticed his shoe was loose to he bent over to tie it. That’s when he noticed his hands shrinking. He stopped and stared aghast as his once sturdy hands and fingers became slender and smooth.

Dan looked at Jane, "Wh-what have you done to me?!"

Jane looked up from her packing just as surprised to see him transforming before her eyes. His once brown hair had turned platinum blonde and was quickly growing out while his goatee simply disappeared along with the rest of his facial chest and arm hair. Confused at first, Jane started to make the connection with what her grandmother told her. Her words, they were becoming reality. It became very obvious, very quickly when Dan’s shirt was soon filled with D-cup breasts and his hair stopped growing at shoulder length. His pants popped open and tore the zipper to make room for ample hips.

"Oh my God!" Dan exclaimed, shocked to hear his girly voice, "what’s happened to me?"

Jane chuckled slightly, realizing it Dan had indeed become "exactly" like Rhonda as she’s only moments before said. Then she thought she’d have a little fun with this.

"Well sweetie," Jane snarked, "you’re exactly like Rhonda as I said, but even more vacuous, a total bimbo and a total nympho slut who can only think about sex."

Dan’s first thought was that what Jane said was ridiculous, but then he realized he was picturing himself in bed the hunky guy on the poster on Rhonda’s wall. He desperately tried to think of something else, but could only think about cute shoes and shopping for clothes, which quickly turned to what guys he would attract wearing those clothes. He started mindlessly pawing through Rhonda’s dresser to find something to wear. While Jane just started laughing out loud.

"I heard there’s a frat party down at Chi Phi," she chortled as Dan hurried into a halter top and some tight daisy duke cut-offs. "Lot’s of horny guys there." Dan dashed for the door, but Jane said, "Wait sweetie!"

Dan paused at the door and and whined impatiently, "wha-a-at?"

"You’ll need ID," she stated as he tossed Rhonda’s clutch to him.

"Oh yeah!" Dan said and skipped out the door.

Jane hurried to pack and get out of there before the real Rhonda returned from the gym. She was at her grandmothers house unpacking when she got a text from Rhonda asking her if she saw her clutch with her ID and credit cards. Jane texted back that she accidentally packed them into one of her boxes and that she could bring it to her at the gym since she knew Rhonda would be working out there early the next morning. Rhonda agreed that would work.

The next day Jane waited until she knew Rhonda would be just finishing her workout. Jane went into the locker room and disrobed before Rhonda came in to shower. Rhonda noticed Jane as soon as she came in and asked if she had the clutch.

"It’s in the car," Jane answered, "I just came in to grab a quick sauna. Care to join me?" Rhonda was a little taken back by the invitation, but decided to join her.

Rhonda laughed as they entered the sauna, "so you decided to join the big girls in the nude sauna?"

Jane just chuckled, "yeah..."

They sat silent for several minutes then Jan finally spoke. "I always sauna real early like this because I am self conscious about my body and there’s never anyone her this early. People like you have teased me all my life about my B-cup boobies..."

"Really more like ’A’ hun," Rhonda teased.

Jane glared at her and continued, "Well, today things will change significantly for both of us." Rhonda was confused, but curious. Jane went on, "Remember how you always told me I had the body of a twelve year old? Well today I am going to get a boob job. As my breasts grow to your D-cup size yours will shrink to the size you were at twelve along with the rest of your body, and I will gain what you lose."

Rhonda was puzzled and amused. "Well, that’s a cute fantasy," she quipped.

"Is it?" Jane asked ominously pointing to her own tits. They were growing before their eyes. Jane stood and went to the door to block it. Rhonda left to her feet and to her surprise her eye level was now even with Jane. She desperately looked down at her body to see her own tits were already down to a C-cup and still shrinking. She held them and felt them become smaller in her hands. She looked back at Jane only now she had to look up slightly.

"No-o!" Rhonda started to cry.

In a few short minutes the changes stopped. Jane was now towering over Rhonda who was about 4’11" now. Rhonda took her hands from her breast to reveal they were now a small cone-shaped A-cup. She looked in horror at the rest of her, her hips now narrow and legs and arms scrawny. Jane meanwhile was marveling at her changes. Her breasts now felt heavy and were beautifully rounded and plump. Her hips now broader in relation to her small waist gave the most astounding curves. At 5’10" she now looked down on the top of Rhonda’s little blonde head.

Jane laughed, "How does it feel to have the body of a 12 year old again, little girl?"

"Fix this NOW!" Rhonda demanded stamping her little foot.

"Oh I’m afraid there is no going back," Jane said sternly, "if you’re lucky I may let you grow up naturally. But you better do everything I say cuz if you don’t want to be stuck like this for good."

"What about my friends and family? How will I explain this to them?" Rhonda asked.

"There’s a clone of the older you running around with your ID, they won’t know the difference. Even if you approached them, they won’t believe you." Jane answered matter of factly.

"So what becomes of me now?" Rhonda sniffled.

"You come live with me and my grandma as my little sister..." she answered. Rhonda began to bawl. "There, there sweetie, it’s not so bad, at least you still have little titties ans some pubes. When I was 12, I hadn’t hit puberty yet." Jane opened the door and led the little Rhonda to her locker where she gave her a change of appropriately-sized clothes to wear and they both got dressed and went home.

When they arrived at Jane’s grandmother’s house, grandma met them at the door. "Oh Jane! I see you discovered your power." she greeted. "And my how you’ve grown since I saw you last!" she laughed. "And who is this darling little girl?" she queried on seeing Rhonda standing behind her.

"This, grandma, is Becky," Jane beamed, "your new grand daughter and my new lil sis." She elbowed Rhonda who grimaced at her sudden name change.

"Ah," grandma chuckled, "the girl who always teased you and then stole your boyfriend? Very appropriate. You make me proud grand daughter." She smiled broadly and patted ’Becky’ on the head and looked her straight in the eyes then looked over to Jane. "What is she, about 14-15?" she asked.

"No, grandma, she’s 12?" Jane sighed.

Grandma raised an eyebrow, "she’s awfully well developed for 12. You had nothing at 12."

"I know grandma" Jane blushed.

"Well,"grandma sighed, "we have the Summer to decide what to do? But come fall this little girl will have to start 7th grade and it would really be a shame if she didn’t know how it felt to be the last girl to develop in her class."

Jane looked contemplative for a moment and then said, "you’re right grandma, I think she probably should not reach puberty until 16..." she paused, and then said thoughtfully, "Over the course of the summer Becky’s body will regress to 4 years pre-puberty, but she will of course remain 12 chronologically." Becky was horrified to hear this and started to cry again. Grandma made a joke about not being able to go shopping for school clothes until Fall in that case.

Throughout the Summer grandma Jane and Becky would go out to the movies, out on picnics and go for trips to the mall. Grandma and Jane would always dress Becky up in the most juvenile clothing they could find. They also went to the local pool on several occasions which Becky hated the most because that’s when Jane would make a deal of her voluptuous body, wearing a very revealing bikini. And it all just reminded her of her ever diminishing assets as she had to change in front of all the other girls and women. Every trip to the pool she had less and less to fill her one piece and less and less pubic hair. By late July Becky’s breasts were totally non-existent leaving her only with two tiny pink nipples with areola about the size of dimes and her mons was totally bald. By the end of August Becky stood only about 4’6" and weighed about 65 pounds.

On their last trip to the pool that Summer, Becky was changing with grandma and Jane when a couple of other women with their daughters came in and started chatting with Jane and Grandma. One of the women casually said to Jane, "I sure am glad school is starting next week. What grade is you daughter in?" Becky was hurriedly squeezing her tiny pre-pubescent body into her suit.

"She’s my little sister. But she’ll be in 7th grade this year." Jane answered. The women both looked a little shocked and Jane sensed their confusion and added, "she’s just a late bloomer mom says."

The woman said, "our daughters Jill and Nancy will also be starting seventh grade this year." Becky looked over at the two girls who were snickering and whispering to each other while casting smug glances at her. They were were also changing and boldly so as they lingered in the nude for what seemed like 10 minutes before putting on their suits. Becky enviously noticed their already rounded breasts and widening hips. They both strutted right by her giggling as they went to the pool. Becky trying to regain some dignity stood as tall as she could as they passed, but noticed here eye level was only to their shoulders.

Out by the poolside Becky pouted in a lounge chair while watching the other 12 year old girls proudly walking around the pool and teen and preteen boys at the pool trying to nonchalantly follow them with their eyes. "Those boys don’t even care that I exist!" she thought to herself as she mournfully looked down at her flat front and scrawny limbs. "I used to have them all panting after me." That’s when she heard a familiar male voice over her shoulder. She looked back to see Jason Kirkland talking to Jane. Jason was a long time friend of hers when she was still Rhonda. He was the one guy she dated who she really had feeling for, but he was always so busy with school, he rarely had time for her. Eventually he changed schools to get a teaching degree. She had often wondered how he was doing. Well now here he was. Becky wanted to call out to him, but remembered just in time that there was no way he’d reconize her. So she just watched helplessly as he chatted with Jane while his eyes roamed all over her.

"I’m doing my student teaching time at Spartan Middle School," Becky heard Jason state. Her ears perked up.

"My little sister might be attending that school," Jane replied, "Maybe I’ll see you when I bring her in for registration."

"Maybe we shouldn’t wait that long?" Jason flirted back. "Why don’t we go out for tapas this week?"

 

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