The Abilities

The Class Rep runs into the room. Although the chamber is totally void of light, somehow she could see the one that she has been waiting for.

There he is, lying on the bed while his limbs are cuffed. His black eyes wide open. He looks so vulnerable in this situation.

His face remains expressionless. He does not feel the need to fake any emotion right now. He knows that if he shows signs of fear or anger, he will probably receive something even worse. Therefore, no emotions can be seen from him.

That face, the expressionless face, is from the one whom she loves the most. The closer she is to his bed, the more tingles The Class Rep feels.

Since The Boy is seeing nothing, he focuses on his other senses.

Clop. Clop. Clop.

He hears someone coming. The sounds of high heels on the floor keep getting louder and louder.

As the princess reaches a distance right across the bed, she makes a sniff. The scent of her beloved then overflows her nostrils. With each breath, a type of euphoria runs across her entire body.

"Ah. Aaaaaaahn!"

She just got an electric shock just from his scent and from rubbing her legs together. Her whole body twitches with spasms to the point of almost colaspsing. The inner parts of her thighs are drenched with a unique fluid.

The beautiful, dignify Class Rep is now in serious heat.

Prior to entering the room, she was already having slight convulsions in her special place just thinking about him. But now when she is here, only a step before The Boy, her mind and body feel even more strange as if everything is about to burst.

She thinks about all the things she would do to him. How she would devour his everything, how she would savor his bodily fluids, how she would keep him all to herself.

His tongue, his gaze, his breath, his manhood, she wants them. She NEEDS them.

And how she would livestream all of the actions to her love rival.

Yes, her love rival, the one who dared stealing his confession, is currently in another chamber.

She has not been drugged to The Boy's level. In fact, she did not lose her conscious at all. Only her strength was reduced to almost nothing.

The Girl sits on a nice and comfortable sofa. She was not tied up or cuffed. There was no way she could move. The physicians of the chamber has made sure of that with injections.

No physical harm was forced on her also. According to the princess, she would be treated as one of the best VIPs. The maids have bathed her while she was paralyzed from the medication and she was fed with the most luxurious meals before coming in. Besides the immobilization, The Girl is now in her best condition.

Of course the princess wanted to get rid of The Girl, but that is annoying and frankly unneeded.

It is easy to kill someone. It is even more simple for someone in the position of The Class Rep. She could wipe out the existence of The Girl's entire family with a call.

However, making an excuse for her disapperance will be quite complicated. The Boy whom she fell in love with is certainly not dumb. With all the events that has lead to this, if The Girl suddenly vanishes, he will definitely suspect the princess. Their relationship will not be pure anymore at that is to happen. The Class Rep would not want a smudge of darkness in his trust.

And so she decided to treat The Girl with utmost care.

It does not mean that The Class Rep will let her off untroubled.

The Girl needs to know her position. That position is lower than The Class Rep. It was, has been and will always be like that. The princess can tolerate The Boy having an affair or even affairs. As long as she is always on top.

That boy has to spread his superior genes to this world.

She has decided for it to be that way. So she shall have it.

Before leaving for his chamber, The Class Rep met The Girl and they had a discussion.

Throughout the conversation, The Girl never spoke a word and did not one change her facial expression. Rather than a conversation between two people, it was more like an annoucement between a master and a servant.

"When he's done with me, I'll let you have some time with him. Deal with it, you lowlife."

At the end of it, tears were once again flowing on The Girl's face. It was so out of control that the tear drops gathered at her chin and fell down her uniform to make a damp spot on her dress.

Her face remained blank. She did not utter a single word.

Right now, about 20ft (6m) infront of her is a giant screen. On that screen, a certain young man is lying on a bed is present. The Girl has been maintaining her gaze directly at his face.

"I really like you." She says to his image.

The Girl talks to herself in a monotonous voice. She tries to keep her feelings from overflowing at first.

"I really am a lowlife. I could never be compare to someone like her. She is stunning, she... comes from a rich... family, she has a normal life. If...hic... you're with her then...hic...you can have your normal. I...am plain, I don't...know how to cook, I...hic...am bullied, I also have...hic...braces. Why would anyone want to be with someone as disgusting as me?"

But slowly, her voice breaks apart with sobbing and hiccups in between.

"I wish...hic...that I never had this face. I...Truly...wish...to be like her...hic. I...am envious. Someone like me...was never worthy...hic...of affection."

"It was you that I made the proposal to."

Suddenly, she hears a voice. It's his.

"I don't know how I did it. But I was able to talk to you like this. This is really odd. I'm glad that you are unharmed. I can see you."

"Is...is it really you." She looks to the giant screen. "I'm not insane, right."

"No, you're not." The image of The Boy for some reason feels like it is looking straight back at her. "No matter the situation, you are someone important to me. You can be lowlife. You can be plain. But there is something that you can never forget, is that it was you whom I asked to go out with me."

"This world is a crule one to people like us, to people like you. We can't find our worth anywhere but from the accessment of others. To you, you are nothing. To me, my life means nothing."

"But you are my everything! You mean the world to me!!" She objects loudly.

"I can say the same thing to you, too, stupid." He smiles at her.

"What can I do to help? How can I get you out of there!" She screams.

"I don't know. I'm afraid there is nothing to be done right now. I don't think I'm going to die, though. She has been holding back for some reasons."

Clap.

Lights on.

"So you are done talking to her YET?" The Class Rep comes onto the bed. She looks straight at a corner where The Boy is also focusing on. That's where the hidden camera was placed.

Through the screen, The Girl can see her rival wearing an almost transparent sleeping dress. Her feminine body is covered by just a thin layer of purple silk. Thanks to that, the perfect hour-glass body shape with all of its features are now distinctively described right before The Boy's eyes. And for that special place, it is almost perfectly clean with a tiny heart.

"Hey, dear, my love, my darling. You have been talking to her, right? Did you give her advices? Did you tell her things will be fine? Or did you tell her to come and save you? Fufu. I guess there is no way you would tell her to do that. You are a logical man, after all." She licks his cheeks while still looking at the camera. "Oh, my future husband, your taste is divine. Do you like my body? Do you like how I did it down there? Hm?" Seductively, she whispers in his ears.

"How did you know?" His body feels tingles all across his back. He cannot control his body's instinct. A bulge quickly rise at the bottom of his pants.

"Well, we have the same wavelength. I can't chime in the conversation, but I can definitely feel information being exchanged, you know. Hey, give me a smooch! Come one. Pucker your lips a little!"

"What are you talking about? What wavelength? Do you mean brainwaves?" The Boy looks puzzled.

"Ah. Guess these things are not available to everyone. It's our private project. It's not really important right now, you know? We should be moving on to making babies. BABIES!"

"I can't hold it in any longer. Do you know how long have I waited for this moment? Oh baby, you have no idea! Ooooh. What do we have here? Is this what I think it is? You are so ready for me, aren't you, husband." Her breathing becomes more and more rapid.

"I want you inside of me. I want your genes. Bet i'll feel so good. It's our first time together but I know we are compatible. Please, darling? Can I put it in? Can I? Please? Yes?"

The Class Rep pulls his pants down, revealing something stiff.

"I WANT IT KNOW! GIVE IT TO ME NOW! DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT!!!!"

The princess's eyes change into the pupil shape. She leans forward a little to take off her panties, which is soaked at this point.

"Why are you into me so much? What have I done to have such affection?" About to be raped, The Boy asked.

"Because it IS you. My dear. Ever since you saved me the first time, I have felt something weird about you. Your mannerism, your intellect, your expression, I have paid attention to it all. You act so cold not to get my attention, but because you did not care for me at all. Oh. Living in all kinds of affection, it was the first time I felt so humiliated. How my body craves to be defiled by you! I want to be violated, crushed. I want you to hit me, hurt me. I want that cold expression towards me and me only. Darling. Please, don't make me wait. You can move your hips, right? Just slam it in. Right now. BREED ME NOW."

"Do you even care for me?"

"Of course I do, my dear."

"Then why would you do this to me, to us?"

"I just want to make sure you belong to me, darling. Don't say anything else. Let's dive into our carnal pleasure! Yes?" The princess lowers her hip. Their privates are going to touch at this rate.

The Girl, who was forced to go through all of this, has been crying the whole time.

Her heart feels like it has been shattered to pieces again and again and again.

She did not want these things to happen.

She was envious. The Girl wishes to switch places with The Class Rep. She imagines herself sitting on top of him rather than her rival.

She prays, she begs, she digs her nails into the palms.

The image in her head where she would switch with the princess gradually becomes more vivid as her rival lower their hips down.

"FINALLY, WE HAVE BECOME ONE!" The Class Rep screams then slam herself down.

"NO!" The Boy yells.

A flash.

"AAAAAAAAH!" It was the voice of The Girl.

She has become a woman.