Jess, to see her friends have a taste

Jess stood in stunned, horrified silence as she watched Kevin and Sam walk away, arm in arm. The tingling feeling of what the redhead had just done to her so casually made Jess swoon, and she had to hold onto the wall to avoid fainting.

Sam hadn’t even talked to her; she’d just reached beneath her skirt and traced a hot finger along her thigh – it made Jess suddenly feel incredibly small and helpless, like Kevin had objectified her in the eyes of her friends into a source of some perverted nectar for their own warped tastes.

When she felt confident enough to walk again, Jess nervously entered the bustling cafeteria.

With her heart racing and mind numb Jess picked up a tray and joined the line for food, walking under the large ‘Go Tigers!’ banner that was strung up across the wall. She spent the entire time in line on edge, anxious that any one of her other friends might come up to her and, just like Sam had done, help themselves to a nice big scoop of her wetness.

What made the blonde’s heart skip a beat was each time she dared to glance around and caught sight of another girl looking at her and licking her lips. It made Jess’s whole body flush with embarrassment and she didn’t feel safe even stepping forwards for how exposed she now felt to everyone.

Jess mutely picked up her lunch with a mewl and turned to find somewhere to sit.

Surveying the cafeteria she spotted a group from her cheerleading squad at their usual table, though she avoided eye-contact with them. Kevin’s latest wishes rang inside her head and the blonde desperately didn’t want to find out what they would do to her in greeting if she approached. Looking towards the back of the hall she spotted Sam, though it made her stomach turn to see her sitting so close to Kevin that she was practically straddling his lap – ugh.

Unable to watch Jess turned away and spotted Brad eating alone and perched right on the end of an otherwise empty table. Jess carried her tray over to him, blushing as she felt her skirt swish and her wet pussy move heatedly with every step.

“Brad? You’re eating alone?”

He coughed, looking up at her with a face that immediately told the cheerleader something was wrong, “Oh ah, yeah… was in the gym with the guys you know? Spent all last period with them you know… needed uh… space…”

Jess cringed; Kevin’s wish about Brad’s micro-penis was now the painful elephant in the room for her. She couldn’t bring it up, but she could just tell from the way that the usually macho Brad was behaving that in this ‘reality’ his secret had just been uncovered.

“Oh okay… can I sit with you?” She tried anxiously, sitting with a guy felt significantly safer.

“Sure, uh… do you want me to get you some napkins to sit on?” His voice was sincere and serious and Jess could only cringe harder that her pussy was apparently so famously wet now that offering her something to soak up her juices was ‘normal’.

Before she could respond Jess felt someone walk up close behind her.

With her hands clutching her tray in front, Jess could do nothing to stop the hand that suddenly snaked under her skirt and slid up her wet thighs. Before she could react it cupped her bare pussy; the warm fingers dancing against her sex made the girl immediately jolt up onto her toes, moaning with parted lips and arching her back.

This had the effect of thrusting her barely covered breasts into Brad’s eye-line and the jock’s face turned crimson as he shuddered in his seat.

“Nnngh,” was the only sound that escaped Brad’s lips before he suddenly stood up, hunched over and grabbing at his stuff, as he tried to shield his crotch from view.

“I gotta… go…” he groaned, turning on the spot and shuffling away. Jess cringed in a mixture of pity and secondhand embarrassment, both that Brad now had a micro-penis and that her little sexual outburst had been enough to set off his new hair trigger.

“Sorry, were you talking to Brad?”

The hand on Jess’ bare pussy withdrew and the cute bubbly voice of its owner spoke up. She turned around to look at Cassie, another member of the cheerleading squad, licking her hand with a pleasant smile on her face.

While Jess was the cheer captain, Cassie was the ‘organised one’ – and genuinely enjoyed it. The petite girl may not have been as statuesque as the rest of the girls on the squad, but she was no less gorgeous. A cute bundle of energy, Cassie’s brunette bob-cut was stylishly streaked with blonde highlights and she’d flit around practise like a pixie. The other girls teased that she might have some mild OCD, but Cassie never seemed to get tired and happily took on the duties of memorising the football team’s schedule, setting up their group chat and handling the applications for new members at try-outs.

Jess had never in her worst nightmares though, expected to be faced with the very real vision of Cassie licking her pussy juice from her hand in the middle of the school’s cafeteria!

“Mmm, you taste amazing today!”

“C-C-Cassie…” The blonde stammered, pulling her thighs together tightly as she tried to suppress the shame of watching what the girl was doing with her tongue.

“We’re, like, sitting over there…?” The girl offered, nodding her head towards the table Jess had been trying to avoid. About 8 other members of the squad were looking back at her, bright smiles on their faces as they waved excitedly.

“I was going to sit with…” Jess started, only to look over with a groan at the sight of Brad hurrying out the cafeteria doors. She snorted and looked over towards the table of girls, “Okay…”

Jess followed Cassie to the table, her anxiety growing with every step – Kevin’s wish freaked her out and she had no idea what the girls were going to do to her when she got close. To Jess’s alarm they pulled out a seat for her and then one by one each of them started to stand up, rounding the table and quickly reaching under Jess’s skirt with a playful smile.

“Jess!! Oh my god, your party was amazing last night!” Nina, an olive skinned Latina purred happily as she reached underneath Jess’ skirt and casually ran her thumb along the folds of her over-heated sex. Jess moaned, unconsciously, her hips trembling back and forth at the warm touch to her sensitive wet slit.

“God yeah, best house party for ages,” Zara, a busty frizzy-haired girl laughed, easing Nina aside to reach down and equally run her fingers over Jess’s thighs and pussy. She quickly took a taste, humming into her fingers through closed lips, “Mm, oh my god – so good…” she gasped to herself.

“Did you get off with anyone? I heard Brad was up for it…?” Cassie asked with genuine curiosity at Jess’s side as more of the girls skirted round the table for a quick taste of Jess’s juices. The blonde could only stammer out her words with weak little breaths, her whole body shuddering with shame and unwanted sexual arousal that only made her wetness worse. It was a never ending cycle of humiliation.

“N-n-no…” Jess whimpered, gasping as she felt the final finger withdrew so she could mercifully sit.

“That’s too bad,” Nina giggled, her eyes flashing playfully, “He’s always flirting but he’s never done anything, it’s infuriating! Like, just pick one of us already!”

“Pick you, you mean?” Zara teased, earning a playful pout from Nina.

Don’t get your hopes up girls.

Jess cringed as she sat in silence, listening to them talk and just staring at her food. Beneath her the small plastic seat was rapidly warming from her wet body heat. Her appetite was gone, just the sight of all of her friends calmly and casually licking her pussy juice from their fingers had left the blonde feeling lost and dizzy.

It didn’t get any easier when, without warning, Cassie reached down and casually eased Jess’s thighs apart. Mid-conversation, the girl picked up a piece of her salad on her fork and calmly brought it down between Jess’ legs, running it gently along the very edge of her sex beneath her skirt. The cold lettuce made the girl wince but she could only gasp, totally mortified when Cassie brought the forkful to her mouth, Jess’s wetness clung to it in a slick little trail, and ate it without a word.

Cassie glanced over, catching Jess staring, “What? Oh... sorry, did I get some on your skirt? You could take it off if you want. It would make it easier and honestly everyone's fine with you walking around bottomless and dripping..."

Jess groaned, shaking her head in mute shame - she felt like she might spontaneously combust from embarrassment and hearing Kevin's words echoing out of the mouths of other people wasn't getting any less unnerving.

How had everything gone so wrong so fast? Jess bit her lip, her mind racing. Yesterday she’d been the queen bee – now… now she was stuck in her barely-there cheerleading outfit; the only outfit she could ever wear. It was impossible for her to wear underwear, she’d made out with Miss Littlewood and now her friends thought it was normal, even a compliment, for them to casually taste her pussy juice; like she was their favourite flavour.

That didn’t even begin to take into account all the messed-up shit Kevin had done to the people around her… turning Sam into his personal little fuck-girl, shrinking Brad’s cock, turning all the teachers in the school into slutty caricatures of themselves and every female student bi…

She couldn’t help but blame herself, she’d kept pushing Kevin and now he’d obviously snapped – anger hadn’t worked, at all, and she wasn’t now sure how much further the pervert would go. He was a psychopath but he was her… Jess hated to think it… he was her master and she was his genie. Fuck.

“Is everyone coming to practise tonight?” Cassie asked during a lull in conversation and there were murmured nods from everyone, “Great! I’ve got a new idea for a cheer that, well… I’ll run it by you first Jess? But it’s like – Go, Tigers, Go, Go, Go, Tigers…”

Cassie did a few movements with her arms, dancing in her seat though she quickly stopped, “It’ll… it’ll look better when we actually do it”

“I like it,” Zara smiled enthusiastically, “We can show Tiff and Sam later.”

“Where are they?” Nina asked, looking at Jess.

“Uh… Tiff was with Jason and Sam…” The blonde head cheerleader cringed, glancing to the other side of the cafeteria to see Sam and Kevin play fighting with one another, the girl was squealing in excited playfulness, “She’s with Master…”

“Obviously,” Zara scoffed with a smile.

For the rest of lunch Jess kept quiet, but stayed sitting with the girls – she reasoned if Kevin’s wish made it normal to greet her like that, then her best bet at trying to maintain some kind of normalcy was to just not move or run into anybody else.

She tried not to look in Kevin’s direction, but couldn’t help it. Stealing little glances at Sam and him, the pair were obviously having a great time which in a weird way actually gave her some relief – hopefully, Jess thought to herself, the redhead would keep Kevin distracted long enough that he wouldn’t make any more wishes anytime soon…