Getting the local trains always scared me a little, the carriages always looked really worn down. Even worse was the need to get one at this time in the day, it was so empty and usually meant you would get the odd people trying to cause trouble. There was this one lad, who got my attention and then told me, “You’re gonna be my best mate when I’m done with ya” and then kept me on the seat next to him.

Read More Posted Thu Oct 15, 2015 | 251 Words | Tagged story chav

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

I was checking my spam folder on my personal email account, and this had managed to pop into it. It was unlike any other of the normal spam about “Mrs. Queen who wants to give you $5m” and I must claim it today. It spoke to me. It was true, I wanted to be confident. Today? Yeah, that would be nice. I suppose only a video. It wasn’t like it was going to be dodgy or anything.

Read More Posted Sun Oct 11, 2015 | 276 Words | Tagged story harvzilla

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

Bro, if you’re gonna be friends with us you’re gonna have to try on some gear. None of this nerdy writing on paper crap. That’s the rules. That’s it, slide up that jockstrap. Then the pads, they’re nice and sweaty too as the team have just finished using them. Just need some eye black now, that’s it. Smell the smell of the team. Feel the team’s sweat soaking into you.

Read More Posted Thu Oct 8, 2015 | 99 Words | Tagged story bro