It's Only Temporary (Chav, Bimbo, IQ-, Reality Change)

[pinkhippo99]

I'm all for making Rebbeca into Tabitha's chav bestie. Tim could make her a childhood friend of Tabitha and a bad influence on her present behavior. I kind of like the idea of keeping Rebbeca the same age, so that she is more of an older friend/mentor to Tabitha, someone who pushed her into furthering her delinquent ways and gave her all the worst kind of guidance growing up. It sounds like Tabitha's mother and older sister are pretty nice and well adjusted as far as chav's go, so Rebbeca could serve as a sort of shoulder devil, encouraging the new Tabitha to drop out and helping her get a job flipping burgers.

[Mynrm]

I'm going to have to second an identical twin. A good twinning story is always fun.

[GraceFairway6]

I'm enjoying the story, BigMystique, and I'm on the side of the comments about transforming Rebecca into a new chav best friend for Tabitha!

[twilightsputnik]

Fantastic work so far! I think having her turn into an older sister type of character would be a good idea? Sort of like Tabitha was born when Rebecca was in her late teens? (Like a Del Boy and Rodney scenario) Therefore Rebecca can be shown as an example of what she will become when Tabitha is older? Looks have faded, slightly overweight, wears lots of makeup and dresses like a nightclub tart holding on to her past “glamour”?
I think whatever you do though you’ll knock it out of the park!

[BigMystique]

Thanks everyone! Seems like you're all keen for more chavs! Poor Rebecca... I think this will have to be a bonus chapter once Tabitha's story is complete.

[BigMystique]

Fantastic work so far! I think having her turn into an older sister type of character would be a good idea? Sort of like Tabitha was born when Rebecca was in her late teens? (Like a Del Boy and Rodney scenario) Therefore Rebecca can be shown as an example of what she will become when Tabitha is older? Looks have faded, slightly overweight, wears lots of makeup and dresses like a nightclub tart holding on to her past “glamour”?
I think whatever you do though you’ll knock it out of the park!

That's a brilliant idea, I think aging her up would be a great twist on the formula, not only would Tim be taking away her currently reality (and hopes for a decent life), he'll literally be taking years from her and filling them with all sorts of debauchery!

[fragmenter]

I loved this story and when BigMystique asked me do some script editing and additions to an earlier version I knew it was going to have great potential.

I really liked the concept of what was happening to Tabitha’s sister the teacher and her mother the doctor as she began to change. I felt there was a lot of erotic potential in seeing those lives rewritten to match Tabitha’s new reality.

So with that thought in mind I’ve written the first part of Melanie’s transition to Melodee. This is all my work but it’s firmly part of the BigMystique universe that I love so much.

So if anyone wants to read the first part of Melanie’s transformation to Melodee here is the link https://thechangingmirror.com/phpbb/viewtopic.php?f=11&t=10623#p41489

My aim is to publish the final part when Tabitha’s story is completed.

Moll xx

[BigMystique]

It's Only Temporary (Chav FTF) - Part Five

Rebecca took a closer look at the girl, with the orange tan, big boobs, bleached hair and excessive makeup she looked like a chav boys wet dream, Rebecca thought for a moment that Tim had kidnapped one of the girls who sat in the restaurant earlier that day. The girls she had mocked, the sluts. But as she leaned in, she looked beneath the thick Russian lashes into the pure green eyes of the terrified girl and realized who it really was, “Tabitha?!”

“Help me” the big titted girl whispered in response with a voice that Rebecca could hardly recognize.

But it was too late, when Rebecca turned to Tim, she came face to face with the barrel of a tranquilizer gun. He fired.

When she awoke, she found herself tied to a chair in another corner of the room, her mouth gagged with tape, she made a muffled scream to no avail. Tim, who was standing over her, leaned in, “ah, you’re finally awake, you really shouldn’t have come back here... but I’ll deal with you later.” Rebecca’s furrowed her brow with concern, was that a threat, what could he mean? Tim then walked back to his desk and started typing on the machine. “Well, Tabitha, I guess this is it, sorry about the interruption. I suppose it is nice to have a friend to say goodbye to... But don’t worry, Shannon Bailey will have plenty enough friends of her own.” Shannon Bailey, what was that name, whose name was it? Tabitha’s mind raced with questions. “Any last words?”

Tabitha wanted to beg but all that came out was, “fuck you!”

“So elegantly put, do try to enjoy yourself my dear, it’s only permanent.” He gave her a rictus grin.

And with that, Tim pressed enter and the process began.

Tabitha watched as the dildo suddenly hardened as if a rush of blood had suddenly entered it, it then slowly started to make its way towards her mouth, she tried turning her head, but with it being attached to the helmet, it only followed her. “Modelled after my own” Tim shouted as he pointed towards his junk. She pressed her lips tight, but it wasn’t long before the warm tip touched her mouth. It pushed and pushed until she was forced to open her mouth and as it went inside, her glossy inflated lips wrapped perfectly around it. Tim laughed, “I’m sure you’ll get used to this!” The dildo continued moving forward until it was a few inches in, then it stopped. Tabitha was relieved, worried that it was going to go right down her throat. She was even more relieved when it started to pull backwards.

But her hopes were soon dashed when the dildo began to move forward again, it began repeating its motion, in, out, in, out. Tabitha began to gag a little as each time it went in it got a little closer to the back of her throat. But that wasn’t all, it felt as though the device was heating up and her body was following suit. There was a dull ache in her head and with every thrust of the device it got worse. Rebecca watched helplessly as her friend was forced to suck on the machine. The sensible finance graduate now looking more like a feature on the British Chav Girls section of a porn site.

Tabitha’s eyes welled up and turned red as her gag reflex was continuously tested but she tried to hold her resolve. She believed that Tim’s aim clearly was to humiliate her enough until it broke her. She didn’t consider what the heating up of the dildo meant. For a few minutes more she endured, she continued sucking but it looked as though it was having no effect on her. Rebecca smiled beneath her gag as she saw Tim’s concerned face. But then the sizzling began.

Tim leaned back with a satisfied smile and Rebecca looked at Tabitha whose eyes had widened in fear as she searched for the source of the sound, it didn’t take long for her to discover it was in her head, more specifically, her brain. “This is it,” said Tim. Tabitha bucked in her seat as the dull ache in her head turned into immense pain, the sound of the sizzling got so loud that Rebecca could hear it from across the room. Tabitha cried out with muffled screams.

The dildo was now performing its task, it exuded electromagnetic heat that began to react with the pink liquid that had been injected inside her by the hat, it was quite literally frying her brain.

“Oh foooook, pleashe, make it shtop!” It felt as though her brain had caught fire.

“And do what, let you go? After everything you’ve said and all that you’ve seen, I don’t think so.”

The pain made it hard for Tabitha to concentrate on anything Tim was saying. “It hurtsh sho mwuch.”

“Then stop fighting! It’ll be over much sooner if you do.”

Tabitha heard that and foolishly took his advice, only for a second, but even as she lessened her resistance for that short moment, she felt the memories of her old life burn away only to be replaced by the new ones that Tim had typed up earlier. The memory of her father was the first to disappear, replaced by a man who had served time (possession with intent to supply) and now lived in a house with a new woman, well away from his first wife, Shannon’s mother. Tabitha found herself thinking about how he would spoil her with expensive makeup and perfumes with money from God knows where, she was daddy’s little girl, too bad he just got himself locked back up again. “Noooo Daaaaaaad, that ishn’t him, that ishn’t him!”

“Oh, I’m afraid it is, Drug Dealer Danny is yo’ Daddy!”

The machine had shown Tabitha the true extent of its power, with a few simple inputs it had the capacity to change someone’s reality, more importantly, hers! But before Tabitha had time to truly lament the loss of her original father, her mother was up next.

Her mother was a respectable woman, a doctor who had worked herself up into a high-ranking position, that was all gone now. Because for as quickly as she thought back to her loving mother, she was as quickly replaced by someone else. The once serious professional was now a ditzy hairdresser who thought herself much younger than she was. Often spending her weekends going out with her fellow salon staff to prey on the younger men who inhabited the clubs. She would often arrive home in the early hours of the morning to find her daughter, Shannon, in a similar state.

“I can see where your good looks come from” Tim remarked.

Piece by piece her family was being replaced by people Tabitha thought of only as strangers. The one she dreaded most was her big sister, Melanie. The many memories of Melanie helping her sister with homework and guiding her towards the best grades were soon pulled out from under her. In their stead was memories of a bratty, popular girl who showed Shannon all kinds of makeup tricks, her name, Melodee.

Tabitha began to cry; tears of eye-shadow fell down her cheeks as the dildo continued its thrusting, she thought about all that she had lost, knowing much was gone but unable to remember what. Unfortunately for her, the worst was yet to come.

The memory of her old home flashed into her mind, the four-bedroom house in southern England that she had lived in for most of her life. Where she remembered her first piano lessons, her picnics in the garden with her grandparents, the day they first got their dog, Baxter. This house was the source of so much happiness in Tabitha’s life and now it was being taken from her. The building crumbled in her mind before rebuilding itself brick by brick. What now stood in her memory was a small council house, one that looked better than the others on the street, thanks to Shannon’s Mum’s many builder boyfriends, but a far cry from the one the home that once occupied Tabitha’s mind. But with a new home came new memories...

[VoltaireEMCSA]

Great chapter! I'm glad you are continuing the story!

[pinkhippo99]

Good to see this getting continued.