Derek had been bullied by Kyle for as long as he could remember. Kyle had made his life miserable, mocking him, pushing him around, and just generally making him feel small and insignificant. But today, Derek had caught Kyle alone in an alley after school, and he had a plan. As Kyle tried to push past him, Derek grabbed his arm and looked him straight in the eye. "You're going to listen to me, Kyle," Derek said in a calm, steady voice. "You're going to listen and do exactly as I say." Kyle's eyes widened in fear, but Derek's gaze held him in place. He began to chant softly, weaving a hypnotic spell around Kyle, making him feel relaxed and pliable. He whispered commands into Kyle's ear, telling him to always act and think extremely ditzy and happy, to only wear bright pink dresses, and to excitedly go and get freakishly ginormous breast implants. As the last command settled in Kyle's mind, Derek released him and watched as Kyle stumbled away, a dazed look on his face. Derek couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction as he thought about the new Kyle he had created. The next day at school, Derek spotted Kyle happily skipping down the hallway in a bright pink dress, his newly installed breast implants bouncing with each step. Derek couldn't help but chuckle as Kyle approached him, a big grin on his face. "Oh my gosh, Derek!" Kyle exclaimed, his voice high-pitched and excited. "I got vocal surgery last night! And guess what? I'm getting butt implants next week! Isn't that just the best?" Derek couldn't contain his laughter as he watched Kyle prance around, oblivious to the stares and whispers of the other students. He had succeeded in turning his bully into a ditzy, happy, pink-wearing caricature of his former self, and it felt oh so satisfying. As the days went by, Kyle continued to embrace his new persona, much to the confusion and amusement of the rest of the school. Derek couldn't help but revel in the power he now held over his former tormentor, relishing in the fact that Kyle would forever be under his control. But deep down, Derek couldn't shake the feeling that perhaps he had gone too far. That maybe, just maybe, creating a mindlessly happy and ditzy Kyle wasn't the best way to seek revenge. And as Kyle pranced around in his pink dresses, his enormous breast implants attracting attention wherever he went, Derek couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt for what he had done. But for now, he would revel in his victory. For now, he would bask in the satisfaction of turning the tables on his bully. And for now, he would continue to watch as Kyle happily skipped through life, completely under his spell.