Athena made a point of trying to be Sugar's friend when most would just use her or trash her. It was just a double-edge pang of pity, not just for the girl's unenviable situation but also because Athena (and only Athena) remembered exactly who this caricature of an airhead actually was. Before she was transformed, Sugar used to be Karyn Black. The poor girl was the alpha and omega of the changes that had washed over the school.
It had all started when she had shown up to school with blonde hair and big boobs. No one else noticed, but despite the change in appearance she was still the girl Athena knew. Albeit somewhat sullen. Athena often wondered if the former redhead had initially been aware of the change, as Karyn had been unusually moody and oddly shy immediately after the change.
That passed as the rest of the school's females rapidly caught up with her in proportions, and Karyn was none the wiser. Shortly afterward, Karyn's wardrobe had changed. Baggy sweaters and jeans being replaced with ever more feminine accouterments. The other girls soon mimicked these changes as well, but Karyn was always the first to transition. And at the same time, her changes were...deeper, and more specific. While whatever force reshaped the universe in a few big jumps over the course of months for everyone else, Karyn suffered changes nearly every week. Even multiple times in a day at one point. And while each time something different changed, it all pushed her towards a single, extreme direction.
Karyn's body changed. The breasts no longer so oddly out of place as the rest of her curves filled out as well. But even when the other girls had gotten their physical alterations, Karyn's continued. Curvier, softer, more toned, taller. Hips wider, thighs thicker, buttocks ever more rounded and pert. And breasts larger. Always larger. Bigger with every passing day. And where other girls simply became sexed up versions of themselves, Karyn's changes became ever more specific and divergent from her original persona. Her complexion cleared, freckles given way to smooth white skin. Then smooth pink skin. Then smooth brown skin, tanner than any SoCal beach babe. Her hair thickened and grew, from the yellow she started with to a bright, platinum, peroxide blonde that looked straight from the set of some porn movie. Even her eyes changed, from the sharp, bright green to wide, watery, guileless blue.
And perhaps eyes really were the window to the soul, because shortly thereafter her mind changed as well. Her clothes had changed with the other girls, but it soon became impossible to ignore that she seemed to enjoy the attention, much as it might have previously shamed her. Her hips wiggled with a determined sensuality whenever men were looking. She began talking with an absurdly feminine squeal, and her voice had raised several octaves. She began using the word "like" in place of punctuation. And it was all downhill from there.
Karyn vanished from Athena's advanced classes, so she rarely saw her anymore. Finally there came a day when Athena saw a walking cartoon enter the lunch room, clad in tight pink, and in several places, nothing at all. Bleached blonde hair reached down to a round bubble butt, contrasting startlingly with deep bronze skin, hips swinging provocatively below a waist so narrow you could put your hands around it, impossibly long legs delicately put one foot in front of the other on mountainous heels. And the breasts. Melons did not begin to describe them. They jutted like torpedoes from the front of the thing's chest, each half again the size of the doll's empty head.
Her face was unrecognizable. Thick lips protruded sickeningly from her face above a tiny pointed chin and below a button nose. High, arched, carefully plucked eyebrows above wide blue eyes; combined with her slightly open lips, made her look by turns pouty and surprised, and above all, stupid.
It was fortunate that the new name didn't arrive until the day after, as Athena had to be told the living Barbie was Karyn.
When she heard the strange woman call herself "Sugartits" the next day, Athena understood that whoever was doing this must have hated her. The changes to the rest of the school could be explained by mere lust. But Sugartits wasn't a person so much as a parody. She was so absurdly sexualized that Athena had difficulty imagining anyone actually wanting her in that way.
But that wasn't the worst bit. Karyn...Sugartits...she seemed to know on some level that she had lost something. Her every act seemed to shame her. At least at first. She would flirt provocatively, without thought, only for a shadow to pass over her face. Then she would make a hurried excuse (usually containing several instances of the word "like") and leave. She gossiped with the other cheerleaders (she had been assumed into the cheerleading squad a few weeks before her name changed), but seemed ashamed to be overheard by people no longer in her particular clique.
But no one but Athena knew, and the girl that used to be Karyn suffered. Athena found her in the bathroom one day, sobbing inconsolably. She asked her what was wrong, but Sugartits didn't seem to know herself. It was then Athena realized how alone the girl was. None of her old friends knew her as anything but a joke, and while her new cheerleader friends liked her well enough when they talked about boys and shopping, she knew they laughed about her behind her back.
Even Jon...the two had once been inseparable, but Athena hadn't seen Jon at all in weeks. Goddess only knew what had happened to him. She wondered what he'd make of his friend now. If she had even been nothing more than a friend, though everyone that knew the two of them suspected otherwise.
To be sure, things had improved since then. Sugar didn't seem to feel quite so guilty about her trysts anymore. And it had been weeks since she last blushed when she explained her name to a stranger for the first time. What was left of Karyn was finally giving up the ghost. Athena didn't know whether that should make her sad, or glad.
But it didn't really matter, Athena reflected, ending her reverie. The, bright, willful girl had vanished, replaced with...
"Like, it's ok! My, like, boobies ,like, broke my fall! giggle" Sugartits explained.
...that.
