Meg’s Transformation Scene 92

She eyed the pool cue on the floor and froze. That would be good for one hell of a whooping. She could probably break it over Deanna’s ass. That would get the tears flowing all right. That would….
Ugh, stop! Her conscious butted in, but she picked up the pool cue nonetheless and began to jab Deanna’s ass with the tip. It was surprisingly fun, like popping bubble wrap, and she soon found herself giggling with glee.
“Uh…Megan,” Ron interrupted. Deanna was crying.
Guilt hit Megan like a tidal wave. What she just did was actually WORSE than what Deanna did to her. It wasn’t evening the scales, it was sadism. She dropped the pool cue and immediately began removing Deanna’s gag.
“Deanna, I’m SO sorry…” she began.
The crying stopped and the girl spit out the sock. It was all an act.