Of course it is (Fat Freddy path)

Though she wanted more than anything to tell Fat Freddy to go fuck himself, Kittie could see the writing on the wall. There was no way of knowing what Freddy would do to her, but she knew Karen wouldn't hesitate to kick her out on the street.

"Fine. I'll do it." Kittie has a look of pure disgust on her face for the portly manager, and he only looks stupidly at her for a moment.

"Wait, really?" Freddy himself looks absolutely shocked at her answer, obviously expecting a no. "So you'll be my girlfriend here and at school?"

"Yep," she answers shortly, hoping this conversation will explode and kill her. There was no reality in which someone like Kittie dated someone like Freddy, but it was a pretty dire situation.

"Awesome. Now prove it and let me kiss you in front of everyone." Kittie blushes beet red at the mere thought of kissing this loser, but she doesn't have time to argue.

Freddy moves toward her and grabs her in his hefty arms, pulling the slender goth towards him. She watches as his chubby red face moves closer and closer to her.

Now is the time. Kick him in the balls. Run away. Anything.

His lips press wetly and forcefully against hers, squashing her mouth like it were a wrestling match. The smell of Freddy's bad breath invades her mouth, and his tongue does the same thing as Freddy shoves his tongue into her mouth and attacks her own. Freddy's inexperience was going to be a huge issue, but the biggest issue was his size. As they "kissed", Freddy had his new girlfriend's body shoved hard against the McDarnold's counter, bent over nearly backwards as she made out with lower management.

The sounds of employees and customers hooting and cheering starts to fill her awareness, and Kittie thinks this is probably a good time to break this kiss. As she tries to gently pull away, Freddy runs his hands down her waist and grabs a handful of her ass, pulling her tight against the chubby young man as he kisses her even harder.

There's no escape, but it mercifully ends after another 30 seconds. Freddy pulls away, with the euphoric face of someone who's just met God. Meanwhile, Kittie takes a moment to wipe the saliva off her face after the most humiliating moment of her life... so far.

She catches her breath and finally recovers enough to say something. "Great... that was just... really great, Freddy..."

"Yeah, it was pretty good, I guess." Surprisingly, Freddy looks a little disappointed with her. Kittie's blood begins to boil. Did he think SHE wasn't good enough?

She takes a deep breath and composes herself. "Okay, so when do I start working here? Do I get one of those sweet uniforms?" She points to one of the cashiers in his bright red and yellow polo shirt, who is still glancing over and laughing after her kiss with Freddy.

"Oh... well, you're not gonna be working here. You're kind of a huge bitch, and I don't think you'd be a good fit. But I have a different job I can hire you for..."