Making Zoe their bitch

Wrapping her towel around herself, Emily walked back into the main area of the locker room where Faye and Riley were sitting on a bench, holding her phone. Between her constant arousal and her hands' new tendency to wander when she wasn't paying attention, her shower had been more than a little awkward with the knowledge that the pair were waiting within earshot. Though if she were being honest with herself, if she wasn't still feeling overly sensitive from her ordeal in the boy's locker room she might have been tempted to just go along with her "punishment" for a while...

Shaking her head and consciously keeping her hands under control, Emily approached her locker. Grabbing her panties, she noted with dismay that that the crotch was completely soaked through from her fluids. Setting them aside, she picked up her jeans instead, letting her towel drop to the floor as she got dressed. She said, "So, what are you two thinking?"

Faye sighed. "30 gems isn't even close to enough to give that bitch what she deserves, but here's what we've got so far..."

Zoe was still in-range of the app so they had her profile already open, displaying her athletic body in all its naked glory. Emily was privately relieved to see that Zoe's bush rivalled her own, having noted last night that the app had showed Riley with a neat landing strip and Faye as being completely clean-shaven. Faye laid out her plan and she approved the purchases, buying Summon CG, Bark, Fetch, Heel, Beg, and Good Girl for 25 gems total, as well as adding her to the empty Favorites list. Emily did leave Others Aware off for all of the customizations though, despite Faye's protests. She was still pissed at Zoe enough to break her vow not to use the app on anyone without consent, but thought that ruining her reputation would be going too far. Not to mention openly using mind control on a fellow student would draw a lot of attention Emily didn't want, which helped convince Faye.

"Faye wouldn't be aware either then," Riley pointed out. "Even when I had to take my skirt off in class you weren't acting like anything was wrong."

Faye blinked. "It's a little embarrassing doing PE in your underwear, sure, but you know how Coach is about being in uniform."

"Exactly like that," Riley said, nodding.

"I guess giving her a customization should bypass it like it did for you," Emily said, looking back at her phone. "I earned a couple achievements just now so we should have enough gems. What do you think, Faye?"

She collected 5 gems each for Customizer I (10/10 lifetime customizations) and Collector I (3/3 girls customized), then flipped to Faye's profile and showed her the screen.

Faye shrugged, scrolling through the list. "If this will let me know when the app's doing something, then how about, uh, Show Cleavage? Sounds safe enough."

Emily tapped it, spending her last 15 gems. Faye immediately reached up and unbuttoned her blouse to below her breasts, fabric parting to show a hint of bra. She stared down at her chest, blushing faintly.

"Uh, that's a bit more than I expected."

"Should I turn it off?" Emily asked, trying not to stare.

Faye shook her head. "It's fine. Do you want to call Zoe over now?"

She checked her phone, and said, "Not much time left in the break, let's meet up during lunch and do it then."

So it was that after fourth period Emily found herself seated at Faye's and Riley's table in the cafeteria again, feeling horribly out of place with all the other students glancing in confusion at the dorky girl sitting with a bunch of insanely hot cheerleaders. Holding her phone under the table, she hit the button to summon Zoe. Her gaze flicked between the doors and the distance indicator rapidly ticking down under Zoe's name in the app as she waited. The crowded cafeteria made her nervous, and Emily flinched whenever someone passed by too close, still expecting them to reach out and grope her.

Faye nudged her with an elbow, and Emily quickly pulled her other hand out from where it had lodged itself between her legs. Zoe had appeared in the doorway, eyes wide and walking stiffly forward. As she approached, she locked gazes with Emily and sneered. She came to an abrupt halt in front of her, fists balled. The other girls were watching warily as she stood silently, looming over her.

Now that she was actually facing the taller girl again, Emily’s mouth had dried up. Riley laid a reassuring hand on her knee. Licking her lips, she spoke, “Zoe, w-what do you want?”

Zoe’s eyes darted around the table, trying to come up with an excuse for why she had come over. She shook her head, turning to walk away. “It’s nothing,” she growled.

“Did you come here to apologize to Emily?” Faye asked sweetly.

She glared at her, opening her mouth to deny it, but Emily was quick on the uptake. She pressed Beg, and Zoe dropped to her knees. She looked up in wide-eyes panic as she brought her hands up below her chin with wrists limp and let her tongue loll out.

Regaining her confidence from the sight, Emily arched an eyebrow theatrically as she released the command. “Well, let’s hear it then.”

Zoe shot to her feet. “W-what the hell, how did that- Woof! Woof woof woof!”

She slapped a hand over her mouth as she continued to bark uncontrollably. Emily bit her lip to keep from laughing as she hammered on the screen, Faye and Riley grinning beside her. She made her beg again, then stood from the table.

“That’s a good start, but I know how you can really make it up to me. Now, Heel! That’s a good girl!”

She tapped Heel and Zoe dropped down to her hands and knees, crawling at her side as the four of them left the cafeteria. Emily’s praise caused her to shudder visibly in pleasure. Zoe glared up at them with hate-filled eyes and red cheeks as they passed other students in the hall, entering the bathroom. There they set upon her, using the app to keep her still and silence her protests as they stripped off her shirt and pants, leaving her kneeling on the floor with her arms clutched over her black sports bra and boyshorts.

“Good girl,” Emily cooed, patting her head before she jerked away with a growl. “You wanna go for walkies, girl? C’mon, Heel!”

Zoe paled as she was led back into the hall in her underwear. To her befuddled and humiliated mind, the gazes of the other students seemed to be ones of searing derision rather than the idle curiosity it was in reality as she crawled around the school half naked. After a while, they came to a stop on the third floor, Zoe scowling at the floor while Emily stood tall with her arms crossed and phone in hand.

“Are you ready to apologize now?”

“… ‘m sorry…”

“Are you going to be a good girl from now on?”

She grit her teeth, fingers curling against the hard floor. “Yes…”

Emily nodded. “Well, just the make sure the lesson sticks…”

Faye and Riley turned and threw her clothes out the window, causing her to gasp.

“Good girl, Fetch!” Emily slapped her ass hard as she tapped the button.

Zoe groaned, screwing her eyes shut as she quivered for several seconds. Hanging her head to hide the furious blush on her face, she began to crawl for the stairs, tight butt wiggling behind her.

The three of them had the decency to wait until she was out of sight before collapsing into laughter. Emily grinned widely, her own face lightly flushed and feeling that her jeans were starting to dampen. She peered out the window at Zoe’s clothes laying strewn on the grass, chuckling.

“Thanks girls, I’m feeling better now.” A lot better. I might have to burn off some steam soon…

Unconsciously, she began to stroke herself, pussy twitching in anticipation.