She has

Kennedy must not know about Becca's necklace, but that didn't really help her right now. Sure she'd be safe if Kennedy shot her, but she couldn't risk Cody getting hit.

Even if she could somehow protect Cody, Kennedy seemed to have a pretty good grip on the bimbos in this house. Even after being bimbofied Kennedy and her friends were still all stronger than she was.

She wasn't going to win this with ****, she'd never been stronger than Kennedy and never will be. She'd have to use her only advantage, her intelligence. Kennedy was definitely smart, even if she hid behind her looks. The bimbo beam had obviously affected her though and Becca was confident she could still out think her.

Kennedy had always been vain, that was the key to success here. She has to appeal to the vanity, appear to give in.

Becca fell to her knees, shocking Cody beside her. "You're right Kennedy. It's hopeless. You win," she kept her head down and shuffled forward on her knees until she could reach Kennedy's feet. "Please have mercy on us." She swallowed her pride and kissed Kennedy's toes. It was disgusting but she managed to keep her cool.

"So glad you came to your senses. What about you Cody? You aren't suited for basketball anymore, but I could use some new cheerleaders. I went a little too far with some and they can't remember the routines anymore. Besides, I always wanted to **** you to lick my pussy."

Becca didn't look back at Cody, she just trust that she'd follow her lead. She did, falling to her knees beside Becca, "Yes. You win. Please don't shoot."

Kennedy cackled, "Wonderful. Bunny, Honey, get off. You were doing a terrible job, I shouldn't have even been able to talk. I'll have to punish you later," The two bimbos got off the bed and knelt down beside it. Becca recognized them, they were in the cheerleading squad, but she was sure those weren't their real names. "Now then if you two are serious, prove it. Give me a show. Take it all off."