Suddenly Jodie Epilogue: The Old Woman's Revenge

Nine hours after Jodie Hyde had started her new life and 280 miles North East in Las Vegas Bradley Stewart was unaware of the role he played as the catalyst for Jodie's amazing transformation. Bradley was never the sort to be contemplative. To him the incident with the old woman and the babe on Rodeo was in the distant past of yesterday, just another in a long line of people he treated like crap. Bradley was one of the lucky people, he was handsome athletic and, thanks to his parents success, had access to almost unlimited cash. Some people speculated that his upbringing where he was denied nothing led him to grow up to act the way he did. Some felt that he was acting out to get attention from his parents who left him in the care of nannies and refused to allow Bradley's existence to cramp their lifestyle. What ever the reason was there was no denying that Bradley was a huge asshole. He and seven of his like minded friends had rented a few suites at the Aria and were going to party through out the weekend.  Bradley had gotten separated from his crew and was walking along the strip back to the hotel in a rush, he had forgotten his wallet and lost his cell phone and wanted to get back in time to partake in the "escorts" they had arranged for the evening. Bradley and his friend liked to treat woman roughly and hired women were much more willing to take it. As Bradley passed an alley he heard a voice call his name, a heavily accented voice. "Bradley...Bradley..." He stopped and looked in to the darkness. The pitch blackness of the alley was a stark contrast to the bright lights of the street, "hello, some one there?" despite his size and pompous attitude a tinge of fear began to creep in to his mind. Despite his dread he stepped in to alley straining to see. Out of the darkness a small figure stepped forward. "I know you, you're the old bitch from yesterday! Hey is that blond with you too?" The old woman smiled a cold smile, her eyes were slits of fury, "Bradley you will never go near that fine young woman, at least not in your present state. You see I do not take well to being treated poorly. I have a bit of a temper and tend to over react to disrespect, which is bad news for you." Bradley was not sure what was going on, he felt he should walk away but could not bring himself to move. The woman suddenly had a blue orb in her hand, it looked like a neon rubber ball yet the surface seemed to be moving as if it were alive. The old woman was circling Bradley now, "Bradley you have lived a petty and cruel life. The disrespect and cruelty in your soul is incredible. I can see that you reserve your greatest contempt and abuse for women. You see them as mindless toys, here only for your pleasure. Whether they agree or not. Well that is all about to end!" The old woman threw the ball at Bradley but instead of bouncing it began to spread all over his body. "What the hell?? I'm going to kill you!!!" the old woman stood her ground, "I don't think so. Oh good you are starting to transform. This is my favorite part." Bradley bent over in pain as his body began to shrink and grow in different areas. his muscles disappeared as soft hairless flesh began to take its place. His hard pectoral muscles lost all definition as huge breasts grew out and his ass and hips began to swell out as well. His old clothes disintegrated and his now naked feminine flesh was only covered by the blue ball stretching in to a slutty revealing dress and the blond hair hanging down from where his black crew cut had once been. He could feel the cool desert air wafting up the dress and caressing his transforming body. He struggled in vain to pull off the material but his now thin arms and tiny hands didn't stand a chance. A soft feminine moan left Bradley's lips as he clutched his abdomen. His internal organs were now re-arranging to make room for his new female reproductive organs. A tear began to roll down his face as Bradley felt his penis and testicles retract in to his body, leaving a hairless vagina in its place. "Oh god ... please no" Bradley begged in his now high pitched voice. The old woman looked down at Bradley, a look of supreme satisfaction on her face, "There was never a Bradley now, you are Brandi Doe. You grew up in an orphanage but ran away at a young age when you realized that your budding body could get you the things you wanted. You have a minimal education, your IQ didn't have far to go, and you trade your body for money and gifts. You are willing to do anything, ANYTHING, to make money but you especially enjoy being humiliated. Bradley's mind is still alive in your head, a passenger to Brandi's bimbo control. You will feel every fuck, every slap and every indecency that Brandi begs for and be powerless to stop it. Now Stand up your old friends are waiting for you. You are going to be very popular with them tonight" The old woman helped Brandi to her feet roughly and dragged her out to the street. Waving her hand a cab pulled over. The old woman pushed Brandi in to the back seat,  pulled out a hundred dollar bill from a small clutch purse, tossed the purse in Brandi's lap and handed the bill to the driver, "double time to the Aria, she has work to do." Before letting the cab pull away the old woman stuck her head in to Brandi's window, "have a nice life Brandi." A switch seemed to flip and an air headed smile spread across Brandi's heavily made up face, "Gee thanks lady!" she said but the old woman could see Bradley behind the dull blue eyes screaming in fear. The old woman grinned and with a double knock on the cab roof she watched as her latest masterpiece went off in to the world.