Chloe Mitchell couldn't believe her parents were forcing her to go to an all-boys school.  She didn't know what strings her rich and powerful father must have pulled in order to make her the first ever female pupil, but it was frustrating beyond belief.  Sure... being the centre of attention and surrounded by cute boys would be hot - but what was going to happen to the bitchy empire she had spent years creating?   Chloe was currently Queen Bee of her High-School and Head-Cheerleader. She loved having other girls to hang out with and boss around.  She found being surrounded by other spoiled bitches enhanced her own beauty and made her feel like a Princess.  She loved going shopping with her besties, competing with them on Instagram and chatting long into the night with them.  She was a terrible influence on other girls and at her worst when she was let loose with them.  It had earned her the nick-name Cliquey Chloe.  But now she was going to be a bitch without a clique,

"Alex... have you ever wished I was more of a girly girl?" asked Claire shyly to her boyfriend one day as they hung out at her house.  "I mean, do you ever look at those sluts at college with the big tits and blonde hair and wish I was more like them?" "Ummmmm, can't say it's ever crossed my mind," stuttered Alex slightly nonplussed by his girlfriends odd non-sequitur and deeply uncomfortable with where this might be going.  "You know I love you babe, I don't check out other girls." Claire laughed, "Hah - sure you do.  I've seen you looking, but that's okay... I still like to check out cute guys sometimes."  Springing onto the bed next to her boyfriend, she playfully twirled her pig-tails and looked him intently in the eye.  "Listen babe, I know this is weird but I kinda have this fetish and now I finally found someone I feel I trust, I want to tell you about it.  Will you hear me out?  Please?"

If Marcus had never found the game of 'Role With It' in the old cupboard one rainy day, he probably would have grown up to be a well-adjusted member of society; but as he read through the musty rule book and realised what he had discovered - his mind began to race with possibilities, innocent at first - but possibilities that would soon lead him down a path of depravity. Role-With-It was a magical card game usually for more than one player. Players shuffled the deck and distributed the cards.  They then had to dress up as whatever they were given and try to act that way.  The magic of the game would then make their costume and act become reality, changing their body, personality and their situation to match the game.   Marcus could have found some friends to play with - but for a solo player - there was an interesting version of the game described in the addendum of the rules (which nobody normally bothered to read)... RWI Solitaire. The idea of Solitaire was to tr