Flipped

You ever heard of crazy before? Well, it's exactly the thing that happened to me. Let's strip it back a bit, first of all, my name is Cid. From New York City. I'm a very average guy, average looks, grades, family, and friends. Well, friend, since I only had one friend.

You see, in my school, I was considered a loser in my class, I was a wimp, scared to make eye contact with anyone really. I was in the chess club in my school which made my situation worse. Because absolutely everyone in school thought chess was lame and meant for nerds and losers. So, I was often bullied alot by the "Cool kids" in my school which consisted of Marco, a tall bulky guy who was part of the athletics club. He had this stupid buzz cut and a stupid smirk as well. Anyways, there was also Jamole, This black guy who was part of the swimming club. He was very popular in school and every girl had a crush on him, even my sister who attended the same school as me. She never had a hard time because she was also kind of popular, she was a year higher than me in school and was in her finale year. Anyways the last person in the bully "cool kids" group was Layla. Oh that sexy rude bitch! She was indeed very sexy and popular in high school too. I even had a crush on her, hell who didn't? She was just perfect, the right cleavage and face was blessed upon her. Thicc thighs, wore piercing, and a sexy tattoo on her thighs, revealed when she wears that short pencil skirt.

Unfortunately, Her boyfriend was Jamole and rumors had it that, they fucked very often. Someone in my class says they even glimpsed Jamole hitting it doggy style one afternoon after school in the washrooms. No one knew if what the student said was true but everyone chose to believe it. With the way Layla dressed and acted, who wouldn't? So those three were my bullies, and well, all the "losers" bullies infact. But I was at a disadvantage since I was in the same class as them. I even became their errand boy as I had to buy them stuff with my own money. One time Jamole and Layla caught me at the back of the school and beat the shit out of me, Layla spat on my face and told me to lick it which I did like a good fucking loser.

I had no choice really, after they sent me to go buy condoms for them, after bringing it that day, Jamole beat the shit out of me again for no reason whatsoever, saying he hated those stupid nerdy glasses I wore which made zero sense to. But, they walked away back into the school, mind you, it was late as school had ended about an hour ago. I followed them secretly as I saw them head to an empty class. I stood outside, but well, I knew what they were up to as I heard the moans of Layla telling him to go harder. With a hard dick and a swollen face, I headed home and straight to my room horny and filled with despire, wishing I was someone else for once, someone cooler. If I were, I promised to myself I would never be like those bullies, just because they were born cooler, more handsome, sexy, rich, didn't mean they should make the less fortunate life's even harder. With those thoughts, I slept, the wound on my face burning.

Now this is were shit turns weird and where my life turns upside down, this is how it all started. Waking up, I yawned as I sat down and rubbed my eyes, then, I heard a voice, coming from downstairs, calling some kind of name i had never heard before. Then what followed was the same voice speaking in a language which sounded like japanese. Tilting my head, my heart skips a beat as I looked around, wondering if I walked into the wrong home and slept on a random rich guys bed. I looked around the room, this certainly wasn't my room. My room was much smaller than this and had my dirty clothes scattered around the floor but this room, well, first of all, there was gym equipment, a punching bag all organized at one corner of the room. Then an expensive looking gaming set at the other side of the room close to the window, then a study table which had expensive PC on it. The walls, well, there hang a katana, and a picture on the wall. In the frame, was an Asian guy, the hot ones. I don't know but asian guys were naturally hot. He stood bare chested in the picture, no smile visible on his face as there were tattoos on his body which would make any girl drool if they saw him. His hair was a messy black as he was well built and tall too, around 6'2. I figured this was the guys room. A cool handsome guys room, but the thing is, I clearly remember going to my home that day after school. Sighing, I felt like pissing so stood up, strangely feeling taller than usual as I headed to the bathroom in the room and positioned my dick, but I gasped, it looked bigger and thicker than usual, I then screamed and jumped back when I saw my reflection. "What in the fuck?!"