Zoe wears the red band to school

The next morning, Zoe had cold feet about going back to school; all the pheromones and aphrodisiacs from the day before had worn off. She knew she wanted to have more fun, but would she freeze upwhen the time came?

She told Gary about her concerns over breakfast - he practically lived with them, now - and the Alpha offered to pump her full of a fresh dose of chemicals. Zoe respectfully declined. It's not that she didn't want to be treated like a cheap whore; instead, she wanted to know that she didn't need **** to make it happen.

Then there were her collars - the public displays of how she wanted to be treated. Gary had left it up to her, so she decided on wearing the red one: "Alpha Toy." After the all-out orgy yesterday, wearing the most restrictive collar was probably safer than not wearing one at all. She took the other ones with her in her backpack, just in case she felt more confident later on.

Gary made it clear that whatever she did, he wanted her back home after school to tell him how it went. Any Alpha could basically kidnap Zoe if they wanted, but there was a kind of "bro code" that forbid messing around with a Local family that had been "adopted" by another Alpha. So Zoe would be fairly safe, as long as she hurried home to Gary's waiting dick.

Homeroom did not go according to plan. The moment Zoe walked in, all eyes were on her. The teacher was in the middle of taking the roll.

"Enzo?"

"Here, Miss!"

"... Seriously?"

"It's Zoe now."

"I... I see. I'll let the school know. Tell me, how many mods have you had so far, En--_A_hem, Zoe?"

"Well, uh... None, miss."

"You don't really expect me to believe that, do you?"

"I'm serious! It all started when this Alpha told me that his cum could make me stronger."

The teacher massaged her forehead. "And you believed him?"

"I, well, I don't think he was lying--I don't really think he knew one way or the other--But I love what it's done for me."

"Oh, so he applied a mental mod to make you okay with it all?"

"No... I just love being really sexy now."

That got people's attention. It was one thing for a Local guy to be feminized by a wandering Alpha; it happened often enough that people would just accept when Bradley the quarterback turned up as Britney the cheerleader the next day. What wasn't normal was that their mind would be left untouched, and that they would revel in their new identity anyway. Alphas used mental mods to avoid having a sulking former-brother or father who would resist them (unless they were into that kind of thing, of course). Most Alphas preferred their new girls slutty and eager, and that almost always required psychological adjustment. When it didn't? That made the neighborhood news.

By the time Zoe ran into Allie at recess, word had already spread.

"You're transitioning?" Allie squealed happily, clapping her hands onto Zoe's shoulders and jumping up and down.

"I am. Marcus really showed me what I was missing."

"Aaaah!" She grinned ear-to-ear. "My boyfriend is so cool!"

"Girlfriend," Zoe corrected her.

"Hmm? What do you... Oh, I was talking about... Never mind." Allie gave Zoe a wink and slung an arm around her shoulder. "Hey, girlfriend! We are going to have so. Much. Fun! Ooh, speaking of, look who's coming our way!"

Zoe's former wrestling partner Tom was striding towards them.

"Hey, Allie! Guess what time it is?"

"Let me guess... Blowjob o'clock?"

"Damn straight."

He was already hard; the moment he pushed down his shorts, his cock sprang up and sent drops of pre-cum flying into Allie's face. She dabbed at the droplets with her fingers, then sucked them into her mouth.

"Mmm, you taste sweeter today, baby--Have you been eating pineapple, like I told you?"

"Every day."

Zoe lifted her eyebrows at the pair. "Do you guys do this often?"

"Of course, babe. Tom is an Alpha stud. He needs his balls drained at least once a day... And that's just what he gives me."

"But I thought Marcus was the only Alpha you... Weren't you saving yourself for me?"

"Oh, honey! Alphas didn't count, even when we were--But that's all in the past, now."

Allie ran her lips up and down Tom's shaft. For the first time since he'd jogged up and whipped his dick out, Tom seemed to notice Zoe sitting next to his usual cum-bucket.

"Oh! Who's your lady friend?"

Allie looked at Zoe from the other side of Tom's thick rod. "Don't you recognise her?" She gave the shaft little licks as she explained. "You were all up in her ass the other day, from what I heard."

"Enzo?"

"It's Zoe now," both Allie and her boyfriend-turned-gal-pal replied at once.

"Sorry, Zoe--I didn't recognize you without cum all over your face," Tom chuckled. "You look even girlier now, too... I know your hair wasn't long enough for a ponytail. Did my jizz do all this crazy shit?"

"It wasn't just your jizz," Zoe began, before Tom interrupted.

"Oh, right! The whole class made you our bitch, huh? Girl, you are looking fine. God damn. What's that around your neck? Let me see... 'Alpha Toy?' Well, if you say so... Get your lips on my dick, right now."

"Yes, sir!" Zoe dropped to her knees, scooting up alongside Allie.

A week ago, she would never have dreamed this could happen. Back then, she was just poor little Enzo--Hoping for a kiss from Allie while Gary or Marcus pounded her from behind. Now she was Zoe, and she got to make out with her--Well, there was a thick cock between them, but as they sucked the sides in tandem their lips brushed against each other.

Soon Zoe and Allie made it to the end of Tom's cock, and it became a three-way between their tongues and his swollen, leaking tip.

Heads began to turn at the other tables. Tom mouthfucking one of the Locals at lunch wasn't a big deal, but people were starting to realize who his new side-hoe was. Chatter picked up all around them:

Since when? Yesterday?

No, this must have started ages ago!

Did you notice any changes, before?

Didn't you hear what happened in gym? They ran a train on that girl's ass. Fuck, why did I have to call in sick that day...

I dunno man, what if she still has a dick?

The dick makes it better, dude.

That's gay.

Says the guy who buttfucks his little brother every morning.

That's different...

I don't care. Either way, I'm getting some of that.

But you're a Beta.

I'll find a way, dammit!