A little forgiveness

"I don't hate you."

Heather walked away before turning around and walking back towards Christie. The tip of her tail swished violently back and forth as she moved. She sat down hard causing the bell on her new collar to tinkle.

Heather looked Christie in the eyes and said, "I don't trust you. You let Kesha manipulate you, and it got me ****. Yeah, my life is better now than it ever was before, but you didn't know that would happen at the time. If Caleb hadn't stepped in and took me as his pet, they would have convicted me of **** and declawed me. All I did was defend myself and they were going to punish me for it."

Christie had tears running down her cheeks as she pleaded, "But I didn't know any of the bad stuff would happen either. I didn't even know you were a hucat. Please Heather, the guilt is tearing me apart. I... I want to be your pet... Please."

Heather crossed her arms, a scowl in her face. "You only want that because Kathy told you to beg me for forgiveness. I know all about it. She won't let you into her harem if I don't forgive you and take you as my pet. Have you even thought about what that means for you? A normie as a pet? You would lose all rights and autonomy. You would belong to me. I would own you. I would be responsible for you. Have you thought this through at all? I can get away with not wearing a leash because Caleb owns me, but you wouldn't."

"Hey guys! Whatcha talking bout?" Alice said as she bounced over and sat down next to the other former cheerleaders. Megan sat down beside her, both of them with big grins on their faces.

Heather looked over at them and then did a double take when she saw Megan. Or more specifically, the hucat ears on Megan's head. Megan brought her tail around to rest across her lap. Her furry paws stroked her tail as she grinned at Heather. Heather cupped her hands over her mouth and let of a muffled shout, "Oh my goddess! Megan!"

Megan stood back up and held her arms out. Heather leaped into them and the two hucats hugged tightly. Heather sobbed, "I had no idea. Why didn't you tell me?.. Never mind, I know now."

Her demeanor brightened quickly, "Oh! You have to come over to the mansion and try out my perches, and my scratching posts. Caleb's mom bought me all top of the line gear. Oh shit! Lu is going to flip."

Megan laughingly said, "I would love to try out your stuff, but not today. Alice and I have to go straight home. We have something important to do."

Heather looked over at Alice. If anything Alice had an even bigger grin on her face. Heather caught a whiff of something on the wind, something delicious. She broke her hug with Megan and moved closer to Alice. When she noticed Alice wasn't wearing a bra she put two and two together. "Caleb stretched you!"

Megan gleefully said, "Not only that. I'm her pet now too."

Alice stood and hugged Heather while saying, "That's why we have to go straight home. Now that I'm stretched, we are going to fuck Zack's brains out and drain his balls dry. We'll break his cage off if we have to, but we aren't going one more day without his dick."

Megan looked down at Christie and asked, "Have you been crying? Tell us whose ass we need to kick."

The girls spent the next several minutes talking about their current situation. Finally Megan said, "Heather, you should at least forgive her. You said yourself that your life is better now than it ever was with your parents. Hell, Caleb is going to be your step-brother. You get his cum every day. And you and Kathy are friends again. Christie caused all that. Forget about the bad things that happened for a moment."

Heather harrumphed, "Fine. Christie, I forgive you. BUT! I am not taking you as my pet. I couldn't even if I wanted to. I already belong to Caleb, and I won't even consider it unless he says I can. And even if I do take you as my pet, there would be rules. I won't be like Caleb and let you do practically anything you want. You would have a strict set of rules that if you break... I will set you loose. You'd be a stray."

Megan covered her mouth and whispered, "Heather, that's... that's terrible..."

Heather understood Megan's horror. Becoming a stray was one of the worst things that could happen to a shifter. As a pet, shifters give up their rights as autonomous people, and in exchange were cared for by their owners, given homes, and families to love. Sex was always a part of the deal. The wife got a woman to make love to and help around the house, and the husband got an extra woman to fuck and breed. But a pet without an owner could be taken by anyone. Strays didn't regain their autonomy automatically. It cost money to file the paperwork, which many strays couldn't afford. As a stray, getting picked up by the wrong family could easily become a living nightmare. Stories of strays being turned into sex slaves were not uncommon among their kind.

Heather looked over at Megan and said, "I don't care. I trusted her once, and I suffered because of it. They were going to declaw me Megan. The police officers that arrested me laughed about it. I spent days in terror, imagining the worst scenarios."

Looking back at Christie, Heather sneered, "I forgive you, but I won't forget."

"This is the cafeteria. Did my mom give you your harem account debit card? If not, I'll buy lunch."

Emily nodded as she looked around the large room. "Yeah, she gave it to me. She said I have a hundred dollar a day limit, and to keep all receipts."

Hazel informed her, "Yeah, make sure you do. She is strict about keeping the account books balanced. She'll take you shopping for clothes and stuff, so you don't need to worry about that. The card is just for food and other little things. She'll give you a couple hundred dollars in cash each week so that you can buy anything that strikes your fancy, but again keep the receipts. If you don't give her the receipts she will give you less money the next week."

Emily laughed and said, "Mom said the same thing. She gave me this long lecture about being financially responsible, which is funny since all the money I earn goes into the harem accounts anyway. Not that I mind that, but I make way more money than Mom does. I’ve got twice the subscribers she does, and my counts are exploding since we released the latest video with me and Caleb. Mom will catch up, especially when the first movie releases, but we still have more scenes to shoot. Have you thought anymore about doing another threesome scene with me and Caleb?”

Hazel slid her tray in front of the cashier and said, “Yeah, but I’m still not sure I wanna do it. Fucking on camera just seems like work. I’d much rather do it without having to remember lines and stuff.”

“Hey sweet cheeks, I’ll film a porno with you.”

Hazel rounded on the basketball player who spoke. “Fuck off Brad. She belongs to Caleb.”

Brad was a tall handsome young man with movie star good looks and a reputation for chasing after girls that were easy. He sneered, “That’s not what I heard. I heard she didn’t want to join his harem. So what do you say, Sweet Cheeks? You wanna make a movie, and a shit ton of money to boot?”

Emily eyed him up and down, smirked and said, “Unless you’re packing a hell of a lot more than it looks like, the answer is no. My fans have standards, and you don’t meet them. Why the hell would I trade a monster cock for two dicks? A dick with a tiny needle dick. Now run along… Wait? Are you in to pegging? Cuz I might have a use for you after all. Some of my fans want to watch me fuck a guy up the ass with one of the huge strap-ons that are modeled on Caleb’s cock. Caleb won’t do it because he is straight, but you look pretty gay. Oh, but you’d have to be okay with ass to mouth. They also want to see a guy licking shit off of it.”

Brad beat a hasty retreat as the people that overheard her laughed. He muttered, “Fucking Bitch” under his breath.

Hazel giggled, “Damn girl! You destroyed him.”

Emily grinned, “That’s not the first guy that’s tried getting in my pants. I hear shit like that everyday since Caleb stretched me on camera that first time. Honestly, rejecting guys like that gets boring after a while. I’ve used that same line so much I’m starting to want to peg one of them just to see what my fans think.”

They had arrived at the table Hazel usually sat at and said, “Girls, this is my cousin Emily. Be nice to her. She has a mean streak a mile wide, especially if you try to get in her pants."

Emily indignantly said, "I do not have a mean streak! I'm just tired of pervy guys that introduce themselves with a shitty pick up line. I'm not even interested in other guys. I mean, Hello, I belong to a Stretcher King. Just because I make porn doesn't mean I am on the lookout for cock."

Tammy reached across the table and held her hand out, "Hi, I'm Tammy. Nice to meet you. I'm a huge fan. I've seen all your videos, even your make-up tutorials." She gestured around the long table and said, "This is Gina, Shannon, you've met Holly I'm sure, Maggie, Andrea, Lisa, and Lucy. The girl to your left is Amari and on Hazel's other side is Patty."

Emily stood so that she could properly kiss and grope the women she was introduced to. It took several minutes to get through them all, but they eventually sat down to eat their lunch and gossip. Inevitably the subject turned to Emily and her porn career.

Emily was proud of what she did and said so. "It's been great so far. I get tons of requests from my fans. Some I will never do though. I have no interest in being with any guy but Caleb, and some of the requests are just plain weird. Like, this one fan wanted me to sit in a bath tub full of ketchup. Like that's it. Just pretend to wash myself with ketchup. I did it, and he bought me a 60 inch smart tv as a tip."

Gina asked, "Isn't it dangerous to give guys your address?"

Emily shook her head and said, "You don't do that. There is an app where I can link the things I want and my fans buy them for me. The stuff gets shipped to the company that runs the app, and they ship it to me. I have to pay them a little for the service, but it's completely safe that way. All you do is give your fans your registration number, and wait for the free stuff to come in. They can even send you a message with the stuff. I always make a video thanking them, and sometimes I send them a personal video too. This one girl bought me five cute bras and I used them in a 'try on' video. Then I sent her a video just for her where I'm masturbating and moaning her name."

Tammy asked, "What do you do if they leak the private videos?"

Emily shrugged, "Nothing. Honestly, it's good advertising. If the private videos become public, more people buy me stuff wanting their own videos. Doing the private videos lets my fans know I care about them, and that just makes me more popular."

Shannon quietly asked, "Um, do you think you could um... Help me get started making porn? Like I don't even know where to begin."

Emily smiled, "Sure, Step one is talk to your parents, especially your mom. I'll assume you and your mom have a healthy sexual relationship. She will be the one you need to convince. You can throw me under the bus and tell her I gave you the idea. That way if she is totally against the idea she doesn't blame you."

The girls continued chatting about porn for the rest of the lunch period. Before they all went back to class Emily had four potential recruits for the porn production company.

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