This is another case of the chav virus. It just leaks it’s way through every nook and cranny, ever so slowly, but ever so easily. Once it gets a hold of you, it warps it’s way around your little mind. You don’t want it to stop, you want it to spread further and further. There’s a voice telling you how everything you do is because you’re being a good lad.

Read More Posted Wed Oct 14, 2015 | 119 Words | Tagged story chav

This is what happens if you decline them. You accept them straight away, and you’ll get converted into one of them straight away. You decline them, and they’ll knock you out, propa easy, and force you to submit. Won’t be long before he cracks and lets the chav in him take over. When it does, that silly nerd brain will be going away. By the end of the evening, he’s drinking lager with his mates in his trackies enjoying the new him.

Read More Posted Mon Oct 12, 2015 | 82 Words | Tagged story chav

Prompted by @orangehares​ Jimmy’s phone binged and he checked it. He was out with his friend Joe who was getting distracted by some poster which didn’t line up properly or something silly like that. The message was from his calendar app and the event simply read “bye bye nerd in 1m”. Confused Jimmy opened the event and read the rest of it, “I’ve fukin decided to show ur frnd the real fukker who’s in charge.

Read More Posted Mon Oct 12, 2015 | 511 Words | Tagged story orangehares woods chav

Straight after being spat at by one of the chavs, the infection started. It wasn’t long before his language dropped down, down and further down. One morning he startled himself looking into the mirror and seeing that tattoo. He smirked, enjoying himself for once. He had got his hair cut the next day, nice and short. He’d even started spitting into the street, just like all of the others. Then once he was complete with his own propa pair of trackies he was completely unrecognisable.

Read More Posted Sun Oct 11, 2015 | 104 Words | Tagged story chav

As soon as he heard the doorbell, he knew what it was. His copy of the Chronivac had arrived in the post. He rushed out to get it and get it installed. He marvelled at all of the options. Wondering what to try out. So many options, so little time. But then he thought, he had one fantasy he really wanted to try. He tried it out on the physical changes first.

Read More Posted Sat Oct 10, 2015 | 277 Words | Tagged prompted by orangehares story chav chronivac

This is how it starts. The man grows in the back of your mind in a cage. He’s dressed differently to you, in sports clothing, like all of the other chavs. His hair is different to you, short and shaved, like all of the other chavs. Once he’s born, he demands. He needs a name, and he gets himself one. He grows every day off you. He grows even more as he pushes those little things you never notice into your mind.

Read More Posted Sat Oct 10, 2015 | 217 Words | Tagged story chav

“You are under arrest son. You do not have to say anything, but whatever you do say may be used later in court” That was the first few words I heard. I was almost jolted awake standing up. I felt as though I had slept for… an eternity. I felt naked, and my trousers were down. In fact, they weren’t even my trousers or even shoes. I felt something on my head, a cap or something?

Read More Posted Fri Oct 9, 2015 | 583 Words | Tagged story chav

“Oi Geezer, you want one of these or one of these?” Shouted the guy drunk at the bus stop before he slammed his fist into your face, knocking you out. You awoke in clothes not your own, and definitely not in the same body. You start to panic until the body starts to calm down after you realise your mate was just having a laugh and it was a pretty good time last night.

Read More Posted Mon Oct 5, 2015 | 96 Words | Tagged story chav

He made the mistake of trying out a new hairdressers in his city. Telling the nice lady what haircuit he wanted, she got to work straight away. She insisted on washing his long hair first, and the shampoo had a strange funny smell to it. She just said it was normal and continued. He felt all nice and relaxed when next she brought out a clipper and cut off nearly all of his hair.

Read More Posted Sun Oct 4, 2015 | 137 Words | Tagged story chav

He woke up one morning to find his wardrobe empty, apart from a suspicious brown paper bag in the bottom. Some stupid prankster had obviously managed to get into his room while he was fast asleep. Inside the brown paper bag was just a grey tank top and some grey shorts. They didn’t even look like he’d fit in them, but he couldn’t go round with nothing on. Being a bright and sunny Saturday and with no tasks to do, he just lied out in the sun.

Read More Posted Sat Oct 3, 2015 | 153 Words | Tagged story chav