If Brooke loves kissing ass so much...

“Look… Michael… I really-”

"Don't bother," you interrupt, "I've already made my decision. You've been a duplicitous two-faced backstabber for far too long. I think it's about time you start making up for it."

"Wh-what did you have in mind?" Brooke asks, shifting her feet nervously.

You let her squirm in uncertainty a bit longer before answering, "You're going to start kissing everyone's asses, not just ones of people that can give you something for it. And I'm not speaking figuratively either. Those lips of yours are going to be making contact with a lot of butts from now on."

Brooke's face pales as she asks, "Wait, what? I'm not going to..."

"You don't have a choice," you interrupt again, "For starters, you are not allowed to talk about human butts in any way that doesn't make it sound like you're sexually attracted to them, no matter what your actual feelings may be. That applies both in the general sense and when you're talking about a specific person's behind."

Brooke shoots you a look of disgust, "What the fuck-"

"Next," you continue, talking over her exclamation, "At the start of every class, you're going to ask your teacher, regardless of gender, if you can kiss their ass. If they say yes, you're going to go up, get down on their knees, and start making out with their booty like it's your lover. And you won't let that ass get away from you either. If they're the type to move around as they teach, you will follow them around the classroom on your knees, keeping those lips of your on their ass as much as you can. If they need to sit down, you'll put your head on their chair first and let them sit on your face. And if they happen to let out a fart, you better sniff it as much of it down as possible, deep and loud if you can. You will continue to do this until they tell you to stop or the class ends, whichever one comes first."

Brooke looks like she's going to be sick, "I... I can't believe this. I'm ruined."

"Oh, I'm just getting started," you tell her, "Between classes, you're going to go to every person you've ever betrayed or mocked, and apologize to them for being such a backstabbing bitch- and you will refer to yourself in that exact way, a backstabbing bitch. Then you will ask them if you can kiss their ass to make up for it. If they say yes, you have to do it, the exact same way you would a teacher, except you won't stop until they tell you to. If that means you end up follow them around school for the rest of the day, well you better get used to the taste of their ass, because you'll only get to pull away if they need to take off or put back on their pants, or use the bathroom, and you'll be right back at it afterword. Finally, you'll also do this for anyone who tells you to kiss their ass, as long as you aren't already busy with one of your other duties. But I'll be nice and say that if they aren't one of your victims, past or present, you can stop after ten minutes without them telling you to. Is that understood?"

"This is insane!" Brooke shouts, "You can't do this! I'll.. I'll..."

"Is. That. Under. Stood," you repeat, far more firmly than before.

Brooke grits her teeth and clenches her fists, trying to think of some way out of the living hell you just turned her life into. Finally, she sighs in defeat and growls, "Understood."

"Good," you say curtly, "I'll do my best to let your teachers know about this ahead of time, but if I can't and anyone objects to your behavior make sure you tell them that I said you have to do it. And because you tried to argue with me on this, I want you wearing a shirt with the words 'Professional Ass-Kisser' in big visible letters by tomorrow morning. I don't care if you have to custom-order it or make it yourself with a sharpie, every day after today you are to come to school wearing a shirt with those words on it, and make sure everyone can see it. And if anyone asks what it means or why you are wearing it, you will tell them that it is your job and explain your duties, then offer to demonstrate on their ass, which if they say yes you will of course do."

Brooke's eyes widen, but at this point she knows better than to argue with you. Not wanting you to make things worse, she simply nods and says, "Okay, I'll do it. Can I go now?"