Party time

It turns out that both clubs had the same idea and brought a lot of booze for their “inevitable” victory. You might be thinking that drinking like that in school was a big no no, but Noname high always was a bit on the deranged site. So nobody bothered us as the guys where **** to carry Chairs and Tables on the court.

The guys-safe Cutie- where of course not allowed to drink and where mostly used to either bring beer, snacks or perform for us. Well, at least for the first hour or so, eventually most girls either felt pity, or wanted something to fondle, so more and more Cheerleaders where allowed to join the festivities.

It goes without saying that Ben was the last one. Rina made him do the Gina routine three times in a row before finally making a big show about how magnanimous she was by allowing him to settle down next to her.

“You guys think too much with your dicks.” Rina slurred. “We should have put you in chastity cages instead of uniforms that would have teached you a lesson.”

“Hey, you can still do that”, suggested Lindsey. “I know a good shop.”

“You will do no such thing!”, protested Ben. “This is highly improper...Gah!”

With astounding speed and technique Rina put Ben into a full Nelson. “You speak some pretty big words for a guy in a sissy cheerleader outfit! Say that you are my sissy cheerleader slut!”

“Fuck you!”

Rina put some more work into her Nelson which made Ben scream out in pain. “Say it!”

“Fine! I am your sissy cheerleader slut, you deranged freak! Now let go!”

Rina laughed heartily and somehow clinked her can of beer. “Alright listen up boys! If anyone of my girls allow it, you can get out of the uniforms, and girls! I expect you to get consent! I will allow no molestation under my watch!”

That memo clearly came too late for poor Cutie who was already down to his underpants with girls crawling all over him. At least it appears he was already too drunk to care.

“What if they are too drunk to form coherent sentences?”, one of the Wildcats asked.

“Hmm..” Rina pondered that one, while **** feeding Ben a can of beer. “In that case act, upon your best judgment. As I like to say: If they can get it up, that's good enough!”

I better get out of here before this turns into a full blown orgy. That will prove to be difficult tough. Cow subtly told me to stay here as to circumvent my exercise and study order.

Speaking off, Cow already looked completely out of it after a meager two beers. Alright chance!

“Heeeeeyy Marcie. How about you give me permission to control Gina as well?”

I looked shocked in the evil face of the demon! Oh crap, I completely forgot about Lindsey!

Cow looked at her with a big smile on her face. “Ah....Lindsey, sure thing, gurl. I give you permpppffff..”

I quickly covered Cow's mouth.

The rest of the party was pretty much hell, as I had to spend all my effort from preventing Cow to actually give Lindsey control. I value my life, thank you very much. That meant I absolutely had no chance to convince Cow to lift the curse.

Luckily Cow was exactly the lightweight I expected her to be and she quickly passed out. For all that talk about taking over the school, she sure let her guard down quickly. At last my **** is at hand. I took out a sharpy.

“Ey, Gina! Drink with me.”

“Gya!”

I was in the middle of coloring Cow's nose in when someone way too grabby slung an arm around me, causing me to draw a long black line all across Cow's face. Turns out it was Rina.

“What your boyfriend already passed out?” I glanced over Rina where Ben laid **** on the floor. He started drinking last and passed out as one of the first. Pathetic. Cutie on the other hand, while looking dead ass drunk, seemed to be able to hold his liquor remarkably well.

“Boyfriend?” Rina started laughing like crazy. “That bastard was always a thorn in my side! But now I have him finally where I wanted to. Fu fu fu...I am going to make his life hell! And it is all thanks to you!”

“I-it is?”

Rina nodded. “I always thought you where a huge stuck up bitch. But doing what you did today, that takes guts! I am extremely impressed!”

“Y-you are?”

“At first I wasn't really sure about this whole thing, even after your bold declaration.” She grinned and glanced over the scene of carnage, most of it involving Boys in various states of dress getting teased with. I am pretty sure there was at least one pair fucking under the table. Are we sure those are two rival clubs and not just a bunch of Sado-Maso degenerates? “But now i'm fully on board! You are a queen worthy of following!”

For a moment I was lost for words. I actually left a good impression? Did Marcie just miscalculate? Or is that all part of an even more nefarious plot to plunge me deeper into hell? Or...

“I'm not calling you grace or any of that pompous shit tough. Lets just be friends, alright?”

“Friends?” I stared at her with huge wide eyes. “You want to be my friend?”

“Sure, you are a pretty fun gal to hang around with. I kinda like you. Oh, what are you doing with Marcie? Turning your shadow queen into a shadow cat?”

“it's supposed to be a cow”, I said, slightly pouting.

“That is the ugliest cow, I ever seen, you suck at drawing Gina!”

“That was because you pushed me!” I sighed exasperated.

What was this feeling? For a moment it almost felt as...was I actually happy?

“Hey Rina, I am pretty sure some of your girls are **** one of your cheerleaders somewhere over there.” Lindsey pointed into an unspecified direction.

“Whaaaat?” Rina stumbled to her feet. “I said no ****! We run a honorable business here!”

And just like that Lindsey took her place. “Hey.”

“Hey.”

“Oh, you're drawing on Marcie? Bold move, she will hate that.”

“That's the point.”

I never liked Lindsey, even back when I wasn't afflicted by the curse. There was something about this girl that send a shiver down my spine.

“This is a pretty good opportunity”, she said with a grin. “Wanna see why Marcie has it out for you like this?”

That line confused me. Of course I knew that I bullied her, but I always assumed there was no deeper meaning behind her **** beyond the fact that she is now in a position of power. “What do you mean?”

“Just as I thought. You really don't remember it.” Without further explanation Lindsey lifted Marcie up and started to unbutton her blouse.

This was of course an absurd invasion of privacy, but considering how raunchy this party got nobody particularly cared about seeing some exposed tits.

And I really wish that was all that I was about to see.

“See that?” Lindsey smiled as she traced the scar over Marcie's breast. “No idea how you could forget that, maybe you just repressed the memory given how monstrous this is.”

I couldn't take my eyes from the horrific scene.

“I just don't want you to get the wrong idea, Gina, just because Marcie shows you the occasional kindness. There is now way she will ever be able to forgive you. Before the year is over she will gut you.”

“Gut you like a fish.”