Status Exchange

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Status Exchange

Choi Seo-Yeon smiled, the whole world was at her finger tips. She looked at Luke on the floor in front of her, "Did you have some business with me?" He looked up at her and blushed at her divine beauty, aura and elegance. The look of anger on his face turned to worship as the last person in the world who knew things had changed disappeared. Her revenge was complete. He shook his head, clearly still confused. "Then excuse me." She walked over to the group of rich and beautiful girls that were her friends and sat down. Ji-Yoo grinned,

"So what did that ugly foreigner want." Ji-Yoo was a stereotypical mean girl who loved bullying those she saw as beneath her. Seo-Yeon wasn't a fan of the bullying and had to rein her in, but they'd been best friends since childhood and got along really well so she couldn't cut her off. Well at least the new Seo-Yoon was, the old one had been so bad even the teachers feared her. Not least of which was her Chaebol status. She suspected the unwanted desire to bully had gone to her "attack dog" Ji-Yoo. Most unwanted traits had been exchanged with the people she stole from, but since she had taken the most from Choi Seo-Yeon and hadn't wanted that trait it had slipped into someone who already had that tendency. Now she was the perfect princess. It wasn't what she had been expecting when that old witch he'd helped had given him the ring, but she decided she liked it more. Especially with how wonderful her new body and life was.

Luke's father had gotten a job in Korea after a month of searching and they had to move. Luke really didn't want too, but had no choice. He'd put his all into learning Korean. His dad's company had some connections and got him into a great school with teachers who could teach him in English at the same time he learned Korean. He hadn't been excited, but had hopes things might not be so bad. Reality was brutal. On his first day he'd gotten on the bad side of Choi Seo-Yeon and from there his life had been hell. He'd been close to the end of his rope when he'd spent a weekend helping an old lady in the neighborhood fix up her house. She'd inquired why he wasn't out with his friends and after some insistent probing he'd opened up. After hearing of his plight the old lady went inside and returned with a box, offering it to him. He tried to refuse but she insisted and he eventually took it. She explained inside was a ring that would change his fate and get him revenge. She explained that it would take from the person their most prized asset. The ring would disappear when he completed his revenge and got a new life.

The next day at school he wore the ring under a bandage, pretending he injured himself. The first person he ran into was Choi Seo-Yeon. She was without her lackeys so he thought he could duck away. No such luck. She sneered and moved towards him. Right when she reached him he felt a shock on his finger. A sense of vertigo washed over him. Soon he was staring back at an unfamiliar white boy. He froze for a moment when a beautiful girl approached him, "Seo-Yeon, is this guy bothering you?" A pain seared through his mind and he shook his head. The girl gave the boy a dirty look and dragged Luke away. He found himself responding to the other girl's chattering in fluent Korean. They were apparently headed toward the bathroom together. Inside he froze as he caught sight of an attractive Korean girl in the mirror. [That's me?] Before he could examine himself, or herself she supposed, a stall opened up and another girl who had bullied Luke stepped out. She was an idol in training who was extremely fit, had an excellent voice and was the number one beauty in Korea. Another shock and another sense of vertigo. The girl was now extremely frumpy and ugly. It was hard to believe that she was the same girl. She caught sight of Luke staring at her and stuttered,

"Hello Seo-Yoon," bowed and left. Luke turned back to the mirror and her mouth dropped open. In front of her was the singularly most beautiful woman ever. She felt her long toned legs, thick thighs, large butt and femininely sculpted muscles. Her friend she now knew as Myeong whispered,

"I can't believe there are such ugly girls at our school. I hope the poor girl doesn't get picked on too much and can afford plastic surgery. Not everyone can be born with a face like yours, lucky bitch." The two of them laughed. Throughout the day she ran into her former tormentors. From her language teacher who abused her every chance she got she stole her poise, elegance and refinement. From the top student in the country who had framed her for cheating she stole his intelligence and studying skills. From the delinquent girl who got her boyfriend to beat her up she got her enormous breasts, flirting and seduction skills, feminine wiles, insane libido and skills in the bedroom. From another teacher she got her maturity, luck in love, impeccable fashion sense, flawless hair and skills in writing. From a boy who bullied her she got his popularity, charisma and leadership skills. She gathered other features, losing some waist size, and gaining several cup and hip sizes. Soon she was flawless in every field: academics, music, art, athletics, looks, background, personality. Nobody seemed to notice the changes to reality as she was soon surrounded by a half dozen beautiful girls who were her best friends and several other girls and boys who were part of her friend group. Just when she was wondering how she would adjust to everything the boy who had been Seo-Yeon ran into the room to confront her. As soon as their eyes met another shock ran through her, this time racing to her head. New memories flooded her as she became the new and improved Choi Seo-Yeon down to her very soul. She remembered an entire new life and looked down to see the ring disappear. The others she had taken from had deserved it, so she didn't feel guilt, but she decided they didn't need any more punishing. She looked down at the boy in front of her and her and remembered her own handsome boyfriend. He was obsessed with her, treated her like the princess she was, had her family's approval and could please her in bed. She was just as in love with him and had been since childhood. The two of them were perfect together in every way and had a fairy tale romance. She smiled down at the memory and met the boy's confused eyes, "Did you have some business with me?"

Hey There, Squirt

Hey There, Squirt

"Hey there squirt, what's up?" Amelia smiled. "What can your big sister do for you?" The little boy looked up at her with eyes filled with rage. Instead of the intimidating glare he was trying to pull off, he instead looked cute.

"What the fuck did you do to me Jason! Give me back my beautiful body and life!" He started tearing up as he temper tantrum began. "I don't want to be some ugly little kid!" He started crying and Amelia's expression turned. All the rage she'd been unable to express for so long out of fear boiled within her. She stood up and towered over her little brother George.

"I'm not giving you [anything]," her voice was acid. "Because of your envy, you took everything from a lot of people. You stole some poor girl's music and singing talent. You took another's social media following and make-up skills. You took away some girl's future by stealing her brilliant mind." With each accusation she took a step closer. "You stole another's people skills. Another's popularity. Another's fashion sense. The list is endless Nickie, or George I should say. I don't know how many girls you took from to get the body you built. Most beautiful girl in the world my ass. You're rotten." She stood above him. "You took my future from me. Turned me into a kid to fuel this new reality where you were the spoiled rich girl who got everything she wanted and turned me into a punching bag. Do you know how painful it is to see the woman who loved and raised you for 17 years look at you in disgust? The man who cared for you tell you to disappear? All because they actually cared for you and didn't want you becoming a spoiled brat?" Jason had been Nickie's older brother a month ago. It all started when her parents grounded her when they discovered she'd been spreading rumors online about a girl she didn't like and Jason tried to tell her how much that could hurt someone. Nickie was furious. She had found some spell book from a witch and used it to steal things from people to build the life she thought she deserved. It had turned her already bad personality even more rotten. She became a massive bully. In order to change reality she'd stolen Jason's potential life from him and turned him into a pathetic, ugly and dumb kid. She'd turned her parents into sycophants who worshiped the ground she walked on. Just out of spite she made them hate Jason. "Imagine my horror when everyone was finally out of the house and I was able to find the spellbook. Luckily you thought that mom and dad would never do anything to offend you and I would be kept out. Imagine my horror when I went to give everyone back what you'd stolen and discovered all of the spells you'd cast were permanent. The only way I could change things was if I took something myself. So I stole your role as big sister in order to set things right. Notice how I don't look anything like you?" George stopped crying long enough to really examine her. Where Nickie had been an improved version of herself with unnatural proportions, Amelia was perfect and natural. She looked like a goddess of beauty herself had descended. She also had a warmth about her that was inviting, where as Nickie had seemed cold and cruel. "Your old life doesn't exist anymore. This is a completely new life for both of us. I managed to turn mom and dad back, yes I'm the big sister now, but you're not some dreg of humanity. Because what I took was so great I managed to give back something to those you stole from. Besides, you won't even remember soon." George looked up at her in horror. Amelia did feel bad for erasing his memory, and it was the only morally questionable thing she'd ever do with the book, but it needed to be done to make sure he didn't go looking for magic again. "I'm not erasing you or anything, just the last month. You'll adapt to your new body and life soon enough anyways. I already have."

"But I don't want to be a little kid or a boy!" She began crying, her mannerisms already like a young boy.

She knelt down and hugged him, "Look, you were pretty miserable in your old life anyways. You were super insecure about everything and always took it out on other people. You hated your body and yourself. This way you'll get a whole new life as my adorable little brother. Since I'm all talented, beautiful and brilliant, and we share genes, you'll get some of that too. All without hurting people. So take this fresh start and try to be a better person." She pulled back and she could see the surprise in his eyes. "You know I've always loved you and wanted the best for you. I just couldn't let you have all this power and hurt people. I made a sacrifice to fix things, so try to enjoy it. Can you do that for your big sis?" George sniffled and nodded. "Good, now my boyfriend is going to be here soon, so go back to your room, alright?" George nodded and left. Amelia closed the door and grinned. It was true she'd sacrificed a lot for her new body and life, but it was amazing. She was gorgeous, talented, popular, rich and had magic. She was kind and compassionate as well, earning her love and respect. She had been awkward when she'd woken up in her new body this morning, but her quick embrace of her new life led to rapid mental transformations. Now she was extraordinarily feminine and acted just like the beauty she appeared to be. Her phone buzzed, letting her know her boyfriend was almost here and smiled. She checked herself in the mirror one last time, "Perfect!" Her parents were out of town for the weekend and the nanny Marla was like an older sister to her and would cover for her as long as she was safe and responsible. "Time to greet him!" She strutted downstairs with a smile.