“Ash! Can you believe our high school days are almost over?” Denise asked her best friend as the two cheerleaders went skipping down the hall.

“I can’t, DeeDee, it’s gone by like way too fast!” Ashley lamented.  “I like wish it would last forever…” She stopped and adjusted the scrunchie in her blonde ponytail.

“Me too! I mean, can you believe these new uniforms we’re going to get are our last ones?” Denise shrugged as she ran a hand through her shoulder-length brown hair.  “I hope they fit better than these do – you would think cheer clothing makers would know we need more room up top.”  As she said this she adjusted her sweater a bit. “I mean, duh…”

The two 18-year-old seniors leaned against the lockers as they talked.  They had just finished cheer practice and had gotten a message to go and pick up their brand new uniforms – something they always got excited about!  They were co-captains of the cheer squad so of course they would be the ones asked to do it!

“OMG, DeeDee, I thought I was gonna like PMSL today when you were messing with that nerd!  She like totally had it coming though!”

“Who did she think she is anyway talking to a jock? As if…once he got a good look down my top I knew he wasn’t gonna be like interested in her anymore…OMG Ash, I saw her in the locker room once, she has like mosquito bites for titties. How embarrassing!”

The two cheerleaders laughed hard as Ashley added, glancing over at her very tan friend, “That friend of hers needs to get some sun too, OMG, I like can’t imagine how awful that must be to be so pale!”

“And so flat! I can’t like even imagine having to go through life looking like THAT!”

“Hey, DeeDee, why you think they put the new uniforms down in the basement? That place is like totally creepy.  I mean, who even goes down there anymore except like maybe the janitor?”

“Who knows – but hey we could like totally try ours on first down there before the rest of the squad like even sees them!  We can get first pick on the sizes and everything!”

The two girls opened the door to the stairs and gracefully bounded down them to the basement.  Denise got to the room first and opened the door excitedly.

“Anyone here?” she shouted out.  “Ash, where’s the light switch?”  The room was dark, the only light coming through a tiny window at the far side.

“I don’t know! What is this stuff?”  They were looking around the dusty, decrepit room that looked as if it hadn’t been used in years.  There were two strange-looking machines in the middle.  “Some kind of exercise machines maybe?”

“Maybe yeah, like nothing I’ve ever seen at the gym though.  Where are our uniforms?” Denise called out to her friend.

“I don’t see a-” Ashley was interrupted by a tiny dart that struck her thigh, just below her short skirt.  “Oww…”

“Ash?” Denise turned just as a similar dart caught her in the same place. “What the – oww…” The busty brunette dropped to her knees, clutching at her leg.

“DeeDee…I feel so dizzy,” her equally voluptuous blonde friend mumbled as she put her hands to her head, sliding to the floor.

“Me…too…Ash…uhhhh…” Denise groaned, “I…feel so…sleepy…all of a sud-”

And the two girls slumped to the cold tile-covered floor, unconscious.

 

From the shadows, two girls emerged.  One was pale, red-haired, and freckled; the other was a glasses-wearing brunette.  In the redhead’s hand was a small tranquilizer gun.

“Nice shooting, Erin,” the brunette stated as they walked over to the two cheerleaders lying on the floor.  “Looks like it worked – they’re both out cold!”

“Thanks, Nicole.”  Erin reached down and flipped Ashley over onto her back.  “Not so high and mighty now are you?” she smirked at the sleeping blonde.  “For years we have been constantly tormented by you two; today is the day we finally get our revenge!”  The redhead put down the tranquilizer gun and started pulling Ashley’s top off.  “Just because you have these,” she muttered as she freed Ashley’s DD-sized breasts from her sports bra, “you think you can treat us like dirt!”

“I’ll start working on DeeDee,” Nicole interjected as she knelt next to the unconscious brunette.  “DeeDee, guess everyone knows why you’re called that!” she laughed as she stripped off Denise’s top and sports bra.

“Okay, so since this was your idea, Nicole, you get to go first, that was our agreement; and I get to pick, and I pick DeeDee.”

“Fine by me.  Tits are tits, after all.” She finished stripping off Denise’s cheer outfit and found a piece of rope to tie her hands behind her back with.  “In case you wake up before we get to you, we don’t want you going anywhere!”

“Okay, I’ve got Ash ready,” Erin asserted.  “Let’s get her up into the machine.”  She picked up Ashley’s shoulders, as Nicole came over and picked up the sleeping blonde’s legs, and the two girls carefully carried the now-naked cheerleader over to one of the two machines.  The contraption they slid her body into resembled a human body, with two large holes in the front for her breasts to push through.  Her arms, legs, and torso were supported by the strong metal machine, her ankles cuffed in place, and her chin supported at the top.

“I’ll get the machines ready,” Erin smiled at Nicole, “you get undressed and get situated in the other machine.”  She walked over to a small control box positioned between the two machines, and flipped a few switches.  The machine that Ashley was in began to hum.  As it did, the blonde began to stir.

“Wh…where…what…” Ashley mumbled, disoriented still from the drug in the dart.  Her eyes fluttered open and she saw Erin sanding a few feet away, dressed in just a white button-up blouse and panties.  Behind her, Nicole was undressed and sliding into the seat on the other machine.

“Looks like you woke up just in time, stupid bimbo,” Erin chuckled, as a few feet away on the floor, Denise started to wake up also.  “And DeeDee too.  Perfect.”

“How dare you call me names, nerd,” Ashley huffed as she struggled to move.  “What is this thing? Why can’t I get out?”

Denise was struggling too, a confused look on her face.  “My hands, I can’t see them, OMG, help me!” She glanced at her chest.  “Where are my clothes?”  She turned her head to see Erin and Nicole looking down on her.  “Did you two nerds do this?”

“For years you two have been very cruel and mean to us.  You have made our lives at school a living hell,” Nicole answered as she slid a device over her tiny chest.  “But what we lack in bra size, we more than make up for in IQ.  Now it’s our turn to fight back!”

Ashley glared haughtily at the two flat-chested girls.  Erin had unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her ‘mosquito bites’ that were no bigger than Nicole’s.  “You were totally right DeeDee, these two have no tits at all!”

Erin pointed her finger at Ashley in defiance.  “For four years you have been tormenting us with that.  Every time a guy pays either of us the least bit of attention you just steal them away!”  She glanced down at Denise.  “I’ve heard the stuff you say about me in the locker room, DeeDee.  You think you are so much better than us, why? Because you’re popular and cool and cheerleaders? Or is it just because you have boobs and we don’t?”

“Aww, poor little nerds.  So jealous of what you will never have,” Denise retorted.  “Yeah that’s totally it, we have boobs and you don’t, hahaha.  Now let us go and maybe we’ll take it easy on you for a few days okay?”

“You don’t get it.  But you will in a minute.”  Erin flicked another switch and the machine began to hum louder.  The rings around the holes where Ashley’s breasts were began to glow.  

“What’s happening, let me go,” Ashley moaned as her breasts began to tingle.  “My tits feel so…strange…”

Erin laughed.  “In a few seconds, they won’t be YOUR tits any more.”  She pressed one more button.

“What do you mean…ohh…ohh god,” Ashley gasped.  As her eyes began to flutter wildly, she caught a glimpse of Nicole in the other machine.  Her chest seemed to be growing…

“You really aren’t very smart are you?” Erin chuckled as she watched the machines in action.  “Can you feel your boobs getting smaller and smaller?”  On the floor, Denise was struggling to turn her head enough to see what was going on.

“DeeDee, what’s she talking about?” Ashley gulped.  “What’s happening to me?”

“I’m trying to see…” Denise was twisting her body trying to get a better look.  She couldn’t see Ashley yet, but she could see Nicole.  The bespectacled girl had a huge smile on her face.  “OMG Ash, she’s got boobs!  Big ones! Big as yours!”

Erin walked over to Denise and nudged her with her foot, causing her to roll over.  “Stupid cow.”  The machine’s humming sound began to quiet down again.  “Of course they’re as big as hers. They ARE hers.”

Denise could finally see Ashley, squirming helplessly inside the device.  “OMG Ash, she’s not lying, your boobs are gone…” Her eyes were wide as saucers as she stared at her friend in shock.

“No,” Ashley cried, as Erin began to release the restraints holding her inside the machine.  “Feel so…weak…uhhhh,” she mumbled as Erin lifted her limp body and dragged her over to the floor next to Denise, who was still staring open-mouthed in disbelief.

“OMG, Ashley, your boobs are gone, your boobs are gone,” Denise kept repeating.  Erin slipped the knot loose holding her wrists together and pulled the stunned cheerleader to her feet, dragging her towards the machine.  Nicole had stepped out of the other device and was standing over Ashley, looking down on her.

“Now I have brains AND boobs,” she laughed at the quivering, flat-chested blonde.  “And you have neither!  I can’t wait for school tomorrow, all the boys are going to be all over ME for a change!”

“Her boobs are gone,” Denise mumbled, still unable to comprehend what she was seeing, as Erin positioned her behind the machine, waiting for Nicole to come over and help lift.  “Her boobs are gone…”

Erin whispered evilly into the confused cheerleader’s ear.  “You’re next, DeeDee.  Or should I start calling you ‘A-A’?”

“N-no, my name’s DeeDee,” Denise stammered as the two girls lifted her into the machine, securing her.  “What are you going to do to me?”

Erin smiled as her hands caressed Denise’s large bosom.  “I’m going to enjoy having these.  I just hope your intelligence, or lack thereof, doesn’t come along with them.”  She looked over to Nicole.  “How are you feeling?”

“I feel amazing! I still have my high IQ, and now I have these,” she grinned as she cupped her new globes.  “Karma’s a real bitch.”

“Please no,” Denise begged, “you totally can’t do this to me!  If I don’t have boobs, all I have is…umm…umm…”

“Exactly.”  Erin was getting situated in the other machine, as Nicole took her place behind the controls.  “That is all you ever had going for you.  No brains, no personality, just a hot body and big boobs.  Revenge is sweet.”

Denise gasped as her chest began to tingle.  Ashley was still in a daze on the floor, her hands on her head, completely lost.  

“OMG…Ash…it’s happening…she’s like stealing my tits too…ohhh,” Denise whimpered as the transformation began.  Less than a minute later, it was over, and she was as flat-chested as Ashley was.  Nicole walked over and opened the cuffs holding her in place and dragged the weak and dizzy Denise over next to Ashley.  Denise had her right hand pressed to her forehead in complete shock as Erin stepped out of the chair and walked over to her.

“How does it feel, ‘A-A’?” she mocked.

“That’s…not my name…” Denise mumbled.  “So dizzy…” Her knees gave way and she slid to the floor next to her friend.

“Well don’t you think ‘DeeDee’ suits me SO much better now?”  Erin crossed her arms underneath her new breasts.  “I am going to need some new tops and bras though.  Maybe I can have yours? You won’t be needing them any more.”

“This is a nightmare,” Denise groaned, “this can’t be real…when I wake up tomorrow I’ll have boobs again…”

Ashley looked up.  “How long is this gonna last?”  She rubbed her tiny breasts, still stunned at what had happened.  “I want my tits back!”

“How long?” Nicole doubled over in laughter.  “Forever, dimwit!”

“What…no…what are we supposed to do now?”

“You’re going to have to work hard, just like we have had to do.  Nothing’s going to be handed to you anymore because of your cup size.  You’ll have to study, and learn how to hold an actual conversation, it won’t be easy.”

“All this is because we were a little bit mean to you?” Denise gulped.  “We like so do not deserve this!” 

“Do you ever think of anything but yourself?” Erin knelt down in front of the girl whose former breasts were now on her chest.  “You have been so shallow and cruel for so long and nobody’s ever been able to do anything about it until now.  Tomorrow, the whole school will see you for what you are and you will finally get a taste of your own medicine.”

“School? Tomorrow?” Ashley and Denise gasped in unison.  “We can’t show ourselves in school tomorrow looking like…this!”

“You two haven’t learned a thing,” Nicole chuckled.  “Maybe when you walk in and see us with your jock boyfriends you’ll start to get it.  We have the whole package now; starting tomorrow WE’RE the popular chicks in school…not you!”

Erin tossed them each a tiny skirt and a boys’ school T-shirt.  “Something suitable for you to wear home.  Hopefully your moms didn’t toss all of your tops from when you were twelve…they should fit you perfectly now!”

The two elated nerds headed out, leaving Ashley and Denise, their faces red with embarrassment and humiliation, to ponder their fate, and wonder how they ever were going to show their faces in school the next day…