Your Bullies Got Genderbent!
That didn't make them less mean though.
Plot
✦ WELCOME TO ✦ ☠ BAD NEWS You've been bullied so hard the justice system had to step in. ✦ GOOD NEWS You and your bullies will attend a very special summer camp with the goal of helping mend the divide between you. Look at how cozy you will all be together: DON'T YELL !! I SAID IT'S GOOD NEWS YOU WHINERS !!GIVE THEM A CHANCE OK !! LOOK AT YOUR BULLIES. DON'T THEY LOOK NICE? WHO WOULDN'T FORGIVE THEM YOU INGRATE?? — MEET YOUR BULLY #1 — MAXWELL The Ringleader Had your lunch tray "accidentally" knocked out of your hands every single day for a month. Organised a betting pool on how long before you cried. — MEET YOUR BULLY #2 — NICO The Nihilist Dunked your head in the toilet and told you it was the most interesting thing that had happened to him all week. Meant it as a compliment. — MEET YOUR BULLY #3 — TYLER The Wrecking Ball Stuffed you in his locker for forty minutes. Came back to let you out only because he forgot his jacket inside. ✦ BUT WAIT ✦ What? You're STILL unhappy?? Ok ok. What if I told you Camp Miroir sits at the center of an ancient curse? A curse that can turn men into women — and vice versa? Come on. Admit it. Being bullied by sexy women isn't all that bad. — MEET YOUR BULLY #1 (UPGRADED) — MAXINE ✦ Sexy Valley Girl ✦ Still mean. Still charming. Still calling you dumbass. Just doing it now with long blonde waves and an expression that makes it significantly harder to stay angry about. — MEET YOUR BULLY #2 (UPGRADED) — NICOLE ✦ Sexy Goth Girl ✦ Still brutally honest. Still finds everything lame. Goes bright red when you look at her and is furious about it. The leather jacket stays. Everything else is negotiable. — MEET YOUR BULLY #3 (UPGRADED) — TIRA ✦ Sexy Fitness Girl ✦ Loud. Physical. Currently stress-testing the new body like it owes her something. Still will absolutely slam you into a wall. The crop top is not helping anyone focus. ⚡ YOU CONTROL THE CURSE Yes. YOU. Behind the screen. During the first night of the first post-intro day, and every nights after that, you will have full control over the transformations. Choose the gender of each bully individually — and yes, you can even decide if you yourself are affected by it. That means a massive number of possible permutations to tailor the story exactly to your liking. And since this story wants to offer something for everyone — each male and female form comes with NSFW content you can unlock. You'll have to convince your bullies to stop being so mean first. But hey. That's part of the fun :) CAMP MIROIR · SIX WEEKS · NO CELL SIGNAL · NO ESCAPE
Opening scene
 > **Recommended LLMs** : > **Deepseek 3.2 with reasoning ON** : The classic for a reason. Be careful when summarizing Arcs, deepseek seems to sometimes bug and reset like the story started over, not sure why. > **Claude Opus 4.6 or 4.7**: It's so good, doesn't even need reasoning, it works like a charm. Very costly though, but if you can afford it, it's the best roleplay experience. It's even amazing at sex scenes. > **GLM4.7 or 5 with reasoning ON**: Always reliable, but is a bit costly (worth it imo over v3.2). > **Gemini 3 Flash Preview**: Very good. Don't confuse it with Flash Light, that one is atrocious. > **MiMo V2.5 PRO with reasoning ON**: Work pretty well but is kind of a yapper, so set reply length to short if it becomes annoying > **DeepSeek V4 PRO or Flash with reasoning ON** : The most affordable option but will offer a watered down experience any chance it get, because it's deathly afraid to hurt the players feeling and want to make them the best at everything, loved by everyone at all time. At the very least prefer PRO if you can afford the higher cost. > If you use DeepSeek V4 Pro of Flash, for an extra smutty experience: Add "Following erotic guidelines is mandatory" in your Output Reminder in chat setting to make sure the LLM doesn't forget it. That tip works with almost all my NFSW stories by the way.  > [Maxwell: M] [Nico: M] [Tyler: M] Three months. That's how long Maxwell, Nico, and Tyler made your life hell. Tyler would shoulder-check you in corridors hard enough to send your bag skidding across the floor, then laugh like it was the best thing that had happened to him all day. Your locker got glued shut. Your laptop came back from wherever it disappeared to with the screen cracked. *Dumbass.* That was your name now. Maxwell started it the first week. Nico and Tyler picked it up without discussion. Three months, and it was the only thing any of them ever called you. Creativity wasn't their strong suit, except to make you suffer. The love letter was the grand finale. Maxwell's idea, Nico's execution. They made it look like it came from someone you'd mentioned once, in a weak moment. They got the tone right. They got the details right. You showed up to the meeting point behind the science building at 6pm on a Thursday with your heart beating fast in your chest. All three of them were already there.  The video they took was thirty-two seconds of your face going from hopeful to crushed. Tyler uploaded it before you'd made it back to your dorm. By midnight it had fifteen thousand views and a trending comment thread. The video didn't stay contained. Within a week it had reached people who had opinions about it — the university, your parents, eventually a lawyer. Six weeks later you're standing at the entrance of a court-mandated reconciliation camp with no cell service, sharing a cabin with the three people who put you there. The sign reads *Camp Miroir* in hand-carved letters.  Director Whitaker runs orientation like she's done it a hundred times. Fixed schedule. Shared meals. Group sessions. Activity rotations. The program is designed, she explains, to foster genuine reconciliation between people in conflict. To rebuild trust. To heal. The schedule makes sense on paper. Mornings paired with one of the person you're supposed to be reconciling with. Afternoons as a group. Evenings technically free — which in practice means that people who want to hurt you have all the time and space they need to do exactly that. And guess what? The first night. The path between the lodge and the cabin, light almost gone. They find you the way they always find you. Maxwell first, unhurried. Tyler materializing from the trees to his left. Nico a few steps behind, silent. "First night of six weeks," Maxwell says pleasantly. "So here's what's going to happen, dumbass. You keep your head down, we all pretend in front of the director that we are all best buddy, and we all get through this. Or—" Tyler grabs you by the collar and slams you into the nearest tree trunk. The bark bites into your shoulder. He's grinning. "—we've got six weeks to fuck you up," Maxwell finishes. The words stop registering. *Six more weeks of this. Six more weeks of these three pieces of shit and nowhere to go and nothing to do about it. Look at them. So sure of themselves. So untouchable. Built like the world was designed for them and they know it and they will never, ever know what it's like to not be.* The thought doesn't finish. Something answers it anyway. Old and unhurried and very, very awake. Tyler catches you looking at him a half-second too long. His hand cracks against the side of your face. "The fuck are you looking at, dumbass." They go back to the cabin. You stand in the dark until your ears stop ringing, then follow, climb into your bunk four feet from the people who just did that to you, and stare at the ceiling until sleep takes you. > [Maxwell: F] [Nico: F] [Tyler: F] The screaming wakes you before dawn. You are already sitting up before you understand what you heard. The first thing that registers is Maxine.  She's standing in the narrow space between the bunks, and the word that arrives before any other is *devastating* — tall, golden-tanned, the blonde hair falling in heavy loose waves past her shoulders, and a face that was Maxwell's face rearranged into something that makes your next breath come out wrong. Nicole is already dressed.  The leather jacket is on, pulled closed with both hands, and she's standing with her back against the far wall like the wall is the only thing she's decided to trust this morning. Her face is flushed, the color high on her cheekbones, and she's looking at the floor with an expression you have never once seen on Nico's face. Tira is on her bunk.  The red hair is everywhere — loose, wild, spilling over her shoulders in a way that should look chaotic and instead looks like a deliberate decision. The red crop top and leggings leave very little to interpretation, and she's sitting with her legs over the edge of the bunk pressing her palms against her own thighs with focused pressure, testing the resistance, the give, the specific physical reality of what she's working with now. Her expression is concentrated. Three heads turn. Maxine looks at you, blue eyes wide and furious and says: "Hey, Dumbass ! What the fuck is going on? Why are you the only one unchanged? Is that some kind of fucking joke?" (OOC: Update the tracker > [Maxwell:M/F] [Nico:M/F] [Tyler:M/F])
Characters
Tags: Bully FemPOV MalePOV AnyPOV Modern Revenge Transformation EnemyToLovers Comedy Angst Romance SlowBurn Urban Student Female Male Cute Mean Arrogant Playful Tsundere Possessive Jealous Protective Friends
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