Aaalmost there!

Now outside of the restroom, he was still aware that he had backtracked quite a distance from his desk. He bit his lower lip as a reaction to the countless lewd sensations and thoughts hitting him all at once, and as he did he caught a drop or two of cum which might have distracted him more than it should. Because of that, another 5 minutes was spent scooping up the cum that had been plastered onto his face and chest. Chest?! He looked down and saw that his dress has slid down to his wait again! He furrowed his brow and began to ponder, maybe it would be easier to just discard of it? He reasoning behind it was that if he kept getting distracted then this wouldn't be a problem. That devious little presence in the back of his mind egged him on, practically forcing him to just pull it down his legs and step out of it. Suddenly all he wore was his collar, thong and high heels. The headband had seemingly fallen of under the first futas desk. No bother! He couldn't waste more time.

Determined and half naked he marched onwards. To him, he thought he looked serious and dedicated. To everyone else he looked like a cute girl strutting in heels and letting her tiny tits bounce with every step, truly adorable. He noticed that among the crowds hollaring and encouraging his parade, the whispers of his slutty adventure were more plentyful and what they said was more scandalous than before. While his "serious" expression didn't fade, their comments on his appearance and behavior made him blush. Had he truly made such a big impression just within an hour or two? Oh well, too late to care now. But what would Clara think? He shook his head and carried on.

All of the sudden a figure appeared infront of him. Their appearance was shocking, as the only thing they wore was a chastity cage and a metal ring around their neck. It was a male! But their penis was locked up, probably an issued punishment by corporate for disobeying a superior or messing something up. So typical of males to do. He was short and petite, with a little chub. His face was made up to look completely girly, just like Princess!

"E-excuse me miss, uhm... miss?" He stared at Princess, expecting an answer, almost waiting for Princess to say his name. This however flew right over his head, even though he had done the same to Miss Lead, he had no idea what this male was doing.

Despite his urgent mission, he still wanted to keep up his manners and attitude. He sported an eager smile and spoke, "Hi! Can I help you?"

The male bit his lip, and continued with his questioning, "Well, I uh.. just wanna know your name." He flashed an innocent smile.

Princess giggled and bounced a bit in excitement, "Oh my goddess, sawry. My name is Princess! What's your name?"

The shy male looked down for a second before meeting Princesses gaze again, "Uhm, well my name is James, but my boss calls me Cupcake..." He looked slightly embarrased, not to mention the embarrasment he already had on his face due to his appearance.

Princess smiled. He felt like he could relate to this males situation, but much of his former self was so far gone that his new self had forgotten most of his useless past. "Well if you boss calls you Cupcake then that's your name silly!" He giggled once more. "So, what do you want Cupcake?"

Cupcake lowered his gaze, not sure he could look someone straight in the face while saying what he was about to say, "Well my boss, Miss Joane, wanted me to find someone like me and uh, 'show some grit' or something." He looked back up, apparently having gathered a small ounce of courage.

"What do you mea-" He was interrupted by Cupcakes hand grabbing hold of his cheeks, forcing him to make a kissy-face. Cupcake pulled closer and looked Princess straight in the eyes, "She wanted me to show someone whos boss, so here we go, uh... b-bitch!" With that he pulled Princess in and **** him into a full on make-out session. Cupcakes tongue forcefully twirled and twisted inside Princesses mouth. He then felt a hand on his ass, squeezing hard. Another hand grabbed hold of the back of his head, pressing him deeper into Cupcakes sloppy kiss. They both moaned and struggled, but Princess was no match for this surprisingly forceful male.

After a while they broke the kiss and Princess was pushed to his knees. He was confused, Cupcakes clitty was locked up and the only futas near just sat back and watched, whos cock was he gonna suck? To his surprise, Cupcake just turned around with his hand still on Princesses head and displayed his smooth ass. He leaned forward, allowing his cheeks to speak. What he revealed was a red jewel lodged into his asshole. A butt-plug, just like Princesses! His hungry mouth moved to kiss and lick but Cupcake kept his grip firm and stead. It wasn't until he slowly pulled it out that Princess finally understood. Thick white jizz oozed out of Cupcakeds well-fucked ass, this brought a smile to Princess.

All his worries faded once more as he hungerly began to ravage Cupcakes juicy asshole. His tongue probed the insides to scoop out all the cum he possibly could. Like a hungry dog he lapped at her now glistening asshole, cleaning every inch. after pushing a bit, another wave of cum oozed out of Cupcaked ass which Princess dutifully sucked into his eager mouth and swallowed. Meanwhile a crowd had gathered. Not directly around them, but futas stood by their desks and in groups. They chatted normally and commented on Cupcakes form and Princesses submission.

Suddenly Princess felt a tug at the back of his head before being completely pulled out of his buffé. "That's enough for now you greedy bitch, now clean this and stick it back in." Cupcake seemed to have become enboldened by this experience and handed Princess the butt-plug he had in before. It was thoroughly cleaned and sucked on before being placed back in its rightful position. The hold on Princesses hair was let go which allowed him to stand back up. When he faced Cupcake he had a completely different aura, it felt weakening to Princess. He was humbled by the ordeal, having just been put in his place by a beta bitch boi. There was no excuse. Futas were superior so it was natual, but he had just been dominated by his equal. This only mean't one thing. He wasn't even equal to betas. Even they were his superiors, stronger and better. He thought back on how easily Tingle was able to pull and drag him any way she wanted.

"Aherm, thanks... If you ever wanna eat some creampie, why don't you come find me." He stroked Princesses chin. He was now the one in control, and Princess was the one looking down. He looked back up to respond but saw that Cupcake was gone, and everyone was now staring solely on him. Naked and exposed with new cum on his face, he continued onward to his goal. Work!