Pass it On (Transformation, Gender-swap)

Ha! As if Alicia had any idea how pure and Christian the girls I lay with choose to remain! The fact that something usually found under my skirt in particular gave me reason to question "God" or Christian relations helped my cynicism neither, though I wasn't about to share these facts with this religious cunt... Or her stooges, I flicked my eyes between. Clarissa took two steps back at the sight of them. "Do you always have to be so dramatic, Alicia? For all you know, or saw, we nuzzled noses!" I saw in her face that she observed little, too. Alicia has had reasons to suspect ever since I was shipped off to this boarding school, practically, but concrete proof? Maybe in her dreams. "How many times have you actually seen me kissing someone? Come on, tell the truth."

Alicia remained silent, but her expression didn't change. I could almost hear her brain switching tactics before she sidestepped my question. "Don't think that absolves you for a second, Linda Worth! God's eyes are watching over all of us - especially sinners like you!" Oh great, she had to throw my whole name at me. Alicia and her two followers advanced on us, prompting Clarissa to look for an escape route. I threw a confident smile her way, telling her not to worry. "May God have mercy on you homosexuals, because we sure won't!"

I stood there with my arms crossed, completely unworried. If a nun or a teacher didn't waltz by in time to break up Alicia's nonsense, I had a plan. I first needed to spare charisma for my latest girl, though. "Come on, Alicia. It's the same thing every time with you. Your beef is with me, right? I'm the oh-so-evil temptress who woos innocent girls my way. Yeah, sure." Then I shot Alicia a look full of daggers, one that merely halted her forward steps. "Clarissa has nothing to do with this, so let her go."

Alicia remained stern, but nodded to the taller girl on her left, who looked way more like some butch dyke than I ever would and answered by moving aside. Women came in all shapes and sizes at St. Appleton's All-Saints Girls' School, and this lumbering beast was no exception! Clarissa saw the opening she was left, and she took it, muttering a hurried 'thank you' to me before scurrying off like a frightened mouse. Couldn't blame her, even if she was wild in the sack. "Fair enough! I suppose this means you'd like to take her stoning too," Alicia smirked, hefting her bookbag. Why wouldn't I be surprised by Alicia being the kind of person who'd carry actual rocks around in the case she met someone who needed punishment? Or perhaps she'd make do with a heavy textbook since Jesus said 'let he who is without sin cast the first *stone*'.

"Ha! Like you've ever actually laid a finger on anyone," I pressed a confident front and tested my luck. Could've called it machismo and been accurate. "Don't get me wrong, girl, I know how savage you can be. But you really want to start with me? I'm warning you now, you might not like the consequences. God forbid the cream of St. Appleton's crop wander about with smeared makeup--!"

I wasn't sure what kind of reaction I'd invoke with my taunting, but from how Alicia approached me by herself, it had the right effect. She actually ended up smacking me across the face, which surprised both me and her two underlings. "Don't you dare take the Lord's name in vain, you witch! I am not petty!"

Even if I was stunned by her girly slap, I recovered quickly. I turned right back to her an

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