Lie!

Alice looked away from Rachel. Slowly she pulled her fingers from her own dripping pussy ashamed at her next words. "I-im, not. I'm not a slut." Alice mumbled out. She knew it was a lie. A horrible bald faced lie! What was so much more humiliating then admitting to her self it was a lie. Rachel knew it was a lie too. Her amused expression sank into one that could only be cold disappointment. She saw her bullies fingers curl the knuckles turning white. Then relax. Stepping out of the shower Rachel walked over to the next one and turned it on garbing her shower caddie as it warmed up. "Keep telling your self that Alice. No one believes you." Rachel spoke but didn't look Alice. The shame at disappointing Rachel cut the shy brunet deep. Crossed her arms covering her chest as she bit her lip Alice kept looking down. Why did she care that Rachel was disappointed? The woman lived to torment her. And this... cold shoulder act should have made her happy. But instead it twisted her in knots. She wanted Rachel to scream! Spank her! Humiliate her anything but this!

"You can go now. Brady is sending some clothes for you. I took mine back already." Rachel continued to speak coldly well facing away from Alice. The shy brunet slowly stood walking out of the showers to dry off. After covering her self with the towel Alice felt a little better but not by much. Rolling the towel so it was secure around her chest she noticed how it barely covered her. It was better then being naked she decided. Desna the goth queen of the theatre department stood tapping her foot impatiently. She held a gym bag in one hand that must belong to Brady. Because Desna avoided any gym activity well maintaining a good figure. Her fishnet stalkings disappeared into her dark cut off short shorts and the elastic waist band of her fishnets hugged her pale stomach just above her pierced belly button. Her graphic band t-shirt was rolled at the bottom displaying her midriff. It had a wide messy cut at the displayed her shoulders more then a standard shirt would. Her lace bralette peeking out from a low neck line. Her neck had a few necklaces but most notable was a black velvet choker. Her dark smoky eyes glared as her red and black lips frowned. Sliding the bag over to Alice the slim woman was surprised by the weight.

"Clothes are in there. Change into the ones not in brown bags. The rest are... he said you'd be told when to wear them." Desna explained in an impatient tone. Alice felt her heart pound. Multiple out fits?! And why Desna? Of all the people Brady could have made do this why her? "Does, does he have something on you?" Desna flinched at the slim brunets words before leaping over the bag at Alice! The two crashed to the ground the goth pinning Alice there her face just inches from the weak submissive slut. Alice lay frozen not knowing what would come next. "Don't you ever! Presume to know me!" Desna growled through clenched teeth. "Just do what your told or he will ruin your fucking life! You think having your ass blasted all over snap chat was bad? He'll email much worse to your dad!" Desna stopped her rant abruptly. Getting up Desna pulled Alices body towel with her throwing it away as she stomped over to a bench and sat down in a huff crossing her arms over her chest.

Getting up Alice began pulling the things Brady wanted her to wear out and blushed deeply at how they seamed to provide little to no real coverage. Desna provided little help aside from "Fish net and harness first you can figure the rest out." Before anxiously checking her watch. Alice struggled a little pulling the fish nets on as she had never worn stalkings like them and then pulled the black chest harness on that framed her tits and hugged her chest providing 0 concealment. Instead it only survived to accentuate her c cup breasts. Next she pulled the mesh crop top and mini skirt. It rode high in the back letting her whole ass hang out well barely covering her pussy! The fish nets had been ripped or cut so that Alice's most delicate areas were easy to access. Next a plane black bra felt as though it was more fashion then function. And then fake glasses and a choker of her own. To finish the costume. "Good now the makeup. Then you can go play fake goth fuck toy for your fascist owner." Desna chirped her annoyance still clear in every thing the goth did. Dragging Alice over to the sink she began pulling makeup out of the bag to apply to the clue less brunet.

Alice sat still and let Desna work hearing Rachel approach. "I didn't know goth bimbos hung out in the change room?" Rachel's malicious smile was clear in her voice as she walked over. "Bite me slut." Desna retorted. "You'd like that I hear." Desna froze and Alice dared a peek through one eye. The goth's brown eyes were blazing as she looked over Alice's shoulder. "Not as much as you closet barbie." The theatre queen's words were like a winter chill freezing the room. "I'll make you eat those words skank." Desna chuckled "Not even in your dreams Rachel. If I were you Id worry about having a jaw after he lets the whole team run a train on you. You could probably fit two at the same time in that big mouth of yours cheer-slut." Desna quipped returning back to applying Alice's make up and the submissive doll stood still praying Rachel didn't take her frustrations out on her as the goth queen took the upper hand. But Rachel just huffed and slammed a bag that must contain makeup of her own on the counter. "Done. Now that will run and it will sting when it gets in your eyes." Desna warned eyeing both Alice and Rachel back and forth. "But that will be the least of your worries." With that the Goth queen left in a hurry.

Alice decided to look herself over in the mirror. Her green eyes popped with the dark makeup that gave her eye lids a smoky quality. Looking over Alice couldn't help but stare wide eyed at Rachel. She looked more at home in a club. Her black dress skin tight displaying every curve. Her ample toned ass and round tits creating an hourglass figure. Alice could almost make out the shape of her areola through tight fabric! Her bright red hair popped as she applied a light pink gloss to her lips. Her grey eyes looked through the mirror at Alice and she smiled playfully. "Oh honey did you just relies?" She turned to look Alice dead on eyeing her up and down. "I mean put you and that theatre slut on her knees and you two can eat me out and meet in the middle." She bit her lip playfully. "Brady was on to something. Slutty goth looks good on you..." she smiled maliciously. "But then again you are a slut." Slowly walking a circle around Alice she continued. "You do know whats going to happen in there right?" Alice nodded words failing as her as the bully circled her like a shark. Fear and arousal flooded Alice in equal parts.

"Brady is going to fuck the ever living shit out of you like the dirty whore you are." Rachel's sweet mocking tone didn't soften the harsh words but they made Alice blush all the same. "Then hes going to take me like the queen I am well he lets his team pound whats left of you." She all but sang stepping right up to Alice purring in delight at the sound of her own words. Alice swallowed hating how turned on Rachel's prediction made her. Seeing the goth sex doll all hot and bothered Rachel decided to stop teasing and make it happen. "Come on slut, time for Brady to make you into a real woman." Rachel words were punctuated by the sound of the final bell.

Alice stared at the door realizing many students were about to see her dressed up like a goth whore! Why did Rachel get to look so good well she just looked like a fuckable slut? 'Because you are one' a voice seemed to whisper causing her to shiver as Rachel tugged her towards the door and Brady's waiting cock.