The Fall of the Queen Bee

Madison was staring at her reflection. Touching her face, she was shocked to see that her skin no longer had its golden olive tan, but was a pasty white with visible acne scars and blemishes. The queen bee was even more shocked by her hair. Her once perfect honey blond hair with unrivalled shine and volume that she had so meticulously groomed her entire life now looked lifeless and dull. Her golden blond hair was her pride and now it looked barely blond. Stroking her hair, tears dripped down Madison's face.

Madison was so unsettled by her hair, she failed to notice the humiliating outfit Laurel had chosen for her that she was currently wearing.

A cropped baby blue blouse, which was far too small with the buttons stretching at their limit, showing off her navel and her nipples through the sheer fabric. The tiny blouse was cropped several inches above her waist, exposing the waistband of the briefs and a slight muffin top. To make matters worse, Madison was wearing a grey pleated skirt that was way too short with the baggy briefs peeking out from underneath.

Laurel stood beside her and began to rub Madison's head, "this is who you really are, not the stuck up bitch we were **** to look up to."

"W-What," asked a bewildered Madison.

"I said, this is who you are, and this is how you will continue to live," replied Laurel.

"I-I-I don't understand," stammered a frightened Madison.

"I'm going to make you into a perfect little girl," said Laurel, as she patted Madison's ass.

Madison gasped, "why are you doing this to me?"

"Because, this is your new life," laughed Laurel, "you're not the queen bee anymore. Not after the performance you pulled off tonight."

"I-I don't understand," stuttered the former queen bee.

"When everyone at school hears that you shat and humiliated yourself at my sleepover, do you think people would still fear you?" whispered Laurel.

"B-but I'm the richest and most popular girl in school," replied Madison, "everyone will still listen to me."

"Are you sure?" whispered Laurel as she poked the former queen bee's belly rolls, "look at yourself. You're nothing without your perfect skin and hair. Look at your stomach, I've been watching you indulge in the greasy food tonight I specially prepared for you. This is who you really are. You're not the rich and beautiful princess anymore. You're just an unattractive chubby bitch that shit herself."

Madison stared back at her reflection in disbelief. She didn't recognize the person looking back.

"W-Why are you doing this to me," Madison whispered back as she started to tear up, "I took you into my group, and helped you fit in."

"No, you didn't," spat Laurel, "you only let me join so that I would become another one of your minions."

"I-I-," stammered a flustered Madison.

"I've seen the way you treat your supposed friends. You think you can treat people any way you want. Well, now it's time you learned a lesson," said Laurel.

"P-please don't do this," begged Madison.

"Too late. Everyone at the sleepover already knows you've shat yourself. Now it's time to show them the new you," smirked Laurel.

Trembling in fear, Madison's pussy surprisingly began to grow wetter.

Laurel noticed Madison's growing arousal, "oh my, what do we have here. It looks like your body likes the idea of me taking control."

"N-no," protested a humiliated Madison.

"It looks like a certain girl was getting excited and soiled her underwear," said Laurel, as she began lifting Madison's skirt,

Laurel walked around to the front of Madison. Looking down, she could clearly see a dark wet stain on the briefs.

"I think I know exactly how to punish our little slutty queen bee," said Laurel, as she began to gently rub Madison's crotch.

Madison gasped, as she felt her pussy grow warmer and wetter.

"It seems like the queen bee is enjoying her punishment a bit too much," grinned Laurel.

Madison felt her climax nearing. Her breathing quickened, and her heart began to race.

Suddenly, Laurel ripped her hand away.

"N-No, please. P-please d-don't stop," protested a trembling and breathless Madison.

"Beg me to keep rubbing," ordered Laurel.

"P-please," Madison said, "k-keep rubbing me."

"Beg me like the chubby slut you are," spat Laurel.

"P-please, I'm a chubby little slut that needs to cum. I-I need your fingers inside me," begged Madison.

Smiling, Laurel slipped her hand under the waistband of the briefs and began fingering Madison's dripping cunt.

"Oh god," moaned Madison, "faster, faster. Oh yes."

Laurel pushed a second finger inside. Madison was already soaking wet, so Laurel had no problem inserting the third and fourth finger.

Madison's legs shook as she collapsed onto the ground.

With Madison in a euphoric state from her orgasm, Laurel pulls off the ill-fitting briefs from the queen bee before grabbing another pair of panties from the closet. These were a pair of frilly pink panties that were way too small and way too childish for any highschooler, let alone someone like Madison.

Before helping a dazed Madison into the childish set of panties, Laurel gently inserted a dildo into the queen bee's wet cunt. As the queen bee squirmed from the intrusive dildo, Laurel pulled the tiny pair of panties over her ass. The snug panties would serve to hold the dildo in place, preventing the queen bee from pulling it out.

"Now, time to show you off," said Laurel pulling a confused Madison to her feet.

Still in a post-orgasmic daze, Madison stumbled as she followed Laurel out the door.