Fashion Walk

"You look perfect Kat." Hazel said before giving her an air kiss to prevent smudging Kathy's makeup. They'd all left third period a few minutes early to get ready and make sure Kathy's hair and makeup were on point, and her outfit looked immaculate.

Kathy's tone was nervous and timid, "Yeah, well, I don't feel perfect. I'm nervous as hell. Maybe we should wait for another day to do this."

Chris smiled gently at her girlfriend and queen, "Today is the perfect day for it Kat. After everything that's happened recently, now is the time to settle this. Especially after the service party. Millions of people love you for what you did."

Kathy wanted to cover her face but she couldn't for the same reason Hazel didn't kiss her. "Oh God, don't remind me of that. I went nuts. Millions of people saw me bare ass naked, getting my brains fucked out. I can't open social media without seeing clips and pics of my boobs and butt, and my "O" face. I'm humiliated."

Katie put her hand on Kathy's shoulder and comforted her, "No Kat. You're famous. Every single woman that watched you, got to feel Caleb inside them. They are all grateful for what you did. Now stop feeling sorry for yourself. You are our Queen. And this is the perfect day to move forward with the plan. We've been working on our outfits and the way to walk for a couple weeks now. We are ready. You are ready. Now, hold your head high and let do this."

Kathy sighed, "Fine. But if we get laughed at, I'm blaming you."

Kathy took a deep breath and stepped out of the school office.

Kesha ground her teeth as she sat among the popular students in the cafeteria. She looked over at the line at the lunch counter. It was nearly empty yet half of her cheerleading squad still weren't present. She seethed in her thoughts. No doubt those traitors are spending their lunch period in the bathrooms acting as sex toys for the loser crew. Some of those bitches are even dating them. At least Ludmilla is here. She'd never date those losers. Something is wrong with her though. She's been acting jumpy. Could the cock worshipers have done something to her too? I wouldn't put it past them. Everything seems to be going to hell lately.

A quarter of the senior girls in school aren't even eating lunch, they're sucking on those damn cummypops. And the rest of the senior class all want one, even the guys want one to give to their mothers. Everyone is talking about them. Apparently that loser Gabriela is the cummypop's inventor. If she were to walk into the cafeteria and sit down at the popular table, there wouldn't be a damn thing I could do to prevent it. That reject from the fifties would be welcomed by this crowd with open arms and spread legs.

But what really pisses me off is how useless the videos of Kathy's exercise and shower orgies are now. Everyone that is anyone watched the live stream of Kathy and Caleb at his service party. That hunky sex god absolutely wrecked Kathy, and every woman watching. I had more orgasms getting fucked by that shadow cock thingy than my brother's entire fraternity gave me the last time I visited him.

And Jeremy, who is supposed to be my fucking boyfriend now, hasn't shown up to school today, or answer his damn phone all weekend. I wanna get fucked, and where is he? He was supposed to give me the new camera to put in the girls locker room this morning. Fat lot of good it would do me now.

A commotion in the direction of the cafeteria doors nearly drew her eye, but the one that broke out at her table caused her to snap her head back around before she figured out what was going on over there.

"Holy shit! Check out- Agh. Fuck! No! No! No! Ah! Uh. Uh. Uh. Shit."

*SLAP*

"Goddess damn it Brad! I fucking caught you this time! Stop checking out her tits, you fucking degenerate pervert!"

Kesha looked over at Brad while the students around them laughed. It was obvious from the way he hunched over that he just came in his pants. His stretcher strained against his pant leg as cum seeped through the denim around the head. She wondered if he had been rubbing himself and checking out another girl. It served him right to get slapped. Wasting cum should be a crime.

Brad whined, "Baby, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. Honest."

Teresa, Brad's girlfriend and the richest girl in school, stood up and barked, "Bullshit. I happen to know the only way to set off Kathy's curse, is if you look at her tits while thinking dirty thoughts. I told you not to look at her like that. Kathy's body is for Caleb's enjoyment only. You just won't fucking listen. Well, you're not getting another chance. We are fucking done you freak."

Kesha barely noticed Teresa stomp out of the cafeteria. She was staring open mouthed at the scene of Kathy and the loser crew getting into the cafeteria's lunch line.

Kathy's boobs wobbled and shook as she slowly walked through the hall. Aside from Gemma, every single school age member of both harems walked beside or trailed behind her, along with Coach Katie, Lu, and Melanie.

Katie wore her gym teacher uniform. Her shirt tight across the breasts, her shorts like a second skin to showcase her taut ass. Like the rest of the women around her, Katie wore neither panties, nor a bra. Her boobs bouncing with each step, her ass undulating.

Holly walked beside Katie. Her own outfit closely matching her girlfriend, the only major difference being her smaller breasts. She didn't bounce as much as the gym teacher either, but that was more due to practice than the size of her boobs. Every member of the harem had been practicing the way they now moved, aided by training from the Sisterhood's Lotus Sisters and Sonia the family priestess. They didn't just glide along like their non-harem classmates. They strutted, a vision of sex personified in bouncy motion.

To Kathy's right and holding her hand was Chris. She wore overalls that were also tight across her butt, though it didn't show nearly as well as Katie's did. The features the eye of bystanders focused on were her muscular arms and extra large tits. A spaghetti strap top left her muscles bare, while giving a view of several inches of cleavage.

Hazel and Emily had chosen matching skirts that went to mid thigh, and tight white t-shirts that did a poor job of hiding their nipples. If one looked close enough Hazel's heart shaped areola tattoos could be seen through the material. Hazel's large ass was hidden by her skirt, but that didn't mean the men and women they passed didn't take a glance at it as the material of her skirt swayed.

Angie picked for herself a colorful bohemian sundress that also came to mid thigh, a deep V showing every inch of her cleavage. Beside her was her pet hubunny Misty. Misty was wearing an outfit designed and created by June and Megumi. It was the first piece in their upcoming fashion line made specifically for shifters. Misty's cotton ball tail stuck out right above the ass crack of her shorts, the legs of which stopped just above her leg fur. A simple tank top rounded off the chubby hubunny, the sides of her tits visible through the arm holes.

Marilyn wore a navy blue skirt and matching blazer, with a sheer white blouse underneath. Her only adornment, aside from the glasses she didn't need to wear, was the schools name and mascot embroidered on her blazers left breast. Beside her walked Sierra, a stunning contrast to the student council vice president. Sierra wore a spaghetti strap top that showed off the large black tattoo on her chest, and a simple skirt, her hair tied in pigtails like the bratty girls she emulated.

Gabbie walked beside her friend Michelle. Gabbie in a fifties style poodle skirt and blouse, while Michelle wore a more modern frilled skirt that would go well as a uniform skirt in any private school. Both girls wore stockings, Gabbie's solid white, while Michelle wore tan.

Heather wore an outfit reminiscent of the school cheer uniform, in solid black, the only color on her body her bright pink collar proclaiming her as Caleb's pet, as if to say the old her was dead, and the new her alive and well. Heather's tail fed through a hole in her skirt, the tip twitching as she walked, while an almost silent purr could be heard if you stood close enough.

Walking beside Heather and almost directly behind Kathy was the other hucat among their number, Lu Zhao, Kathy's Lotus Sister bodyguard. She wore pink camouflage fatigues with a Styr AUG bullpup **** rifle slung over her shoulder, two flashbang grenades in a pouch at her waist, and a FN High Power pistol at her hip, both guns modified to take into account her razor sharp claws.

Each harem member's hair was perfect, their light makeup artfully applied, and each one wore a harem ring on their finger, Caleb's harem rings in silver with their birth stones, and Kathy's harem a simple silver band.

Leading the pack walked Kathy. She'd had the most to do to adorn her outfit, but she'd also had the most help. Two sisterhood priestesses with expertise in fashion met her in the school office to help her change. She'd chosen to stick with her signature goth style for this event. Black eyeliner matching her blackish red lipstick as her only makeup. On her ring finger nestled beside her harem ring, sat her engagement ring, it's large diamond sparkling brightly. On her feet she chose knee high motorcycle boots, both the leather and buckles polished to a mirror shine. Her legs were clad in black thigh high fishnet stockings kept up by a black lace garter belt. Above that she was laced into a black satin and leather steel boned corset and dress combination. Her dress came to mid thigh, while the corset covered three quarters of her mammoth tits while allowing them to jiggle and bounce with each step. The final piece of her outfit was on loan to her from the Sisterhood High Council, a simple silver gothic tiara with black diamonds once worn by the last Harem Queen witch nearly a thousand years ago.

And finally, beside Kathy crawled Melanie Richie the school principal, the leash in Kathy's hand leading to a spiked collar around the principal's neck. She was the only person among them wearing panties or a bra, and aside from lace gloves, thick stockings and a garter, it was the only clothing she wore. Hidden inside the gloves and stockings Gabbie had sewn pads for her hands and knees, but the students that stopped and stared didn't know that.

Melanie felt delicious humiliation as she moved down the halls. She was her queen's pet, and if the students didn't know it by know, this was a blatant sign post telling them so. Her ears caught the clicking of phone cameras, and she knew that by the day's end she would be plastered all over social media. It was all part of the plan, but that didn't mean Melanie could suppress the flush on her cheeks.

Finally they came to the entrance to the cafeteria. She and the Denizens of the Pit almost never set foot inside. They were the oddballs, nerds, geeks, and freaks of the school, bullied by the popular kids, and shunned by their fellow classmates.

Kathy paused only for a moment to look behind her at her entourage. Facing forward again she built up her courage. Remember Kat, walk like June. Be like her. Be her. Keep your face a mask of your emotions. A slight smile, but otherwise a stone. Don't look at your classmates. Just act as if nothing is out of the ordinary. You can do this girl. You are Stretcher King Caleb Anders Harem Queen.

Then she stepped inside, showing a great deal more confidence than she really felt.

"Is that... Oh my fucking god. That's the principal."

"No fucking way. I thought her being Kathy's pet was a joke."

Kathy heard the whispers but didn't even look over her shoulder at the students seated behind her. She kept her face pointed at the lunch counter, the lunch ladies smiling at their queen as she decided on what food to eat today. Kathy and her friends outfits had been chosen for a purpose. They wore clothing that one might see on a married woman, not a high school or college age girl that still didn't have a steady source of cum. They had no need to dress like sluts to get a taste of cum, because they already had access to the best cum on the planet.

Every lunch lady on the other side of the counter had joined the morning sexercise group, and Kathy had claimed them all for her secret harem. Just like she did for every female teacher and staff member in the entire school.

Gertrude, an overweight grandmother that looked a few years younger than she did a few weeks ago, gently spooned stew into a bowl on Kathy's tray, before she looked down and loudly said, "Oh no. I'm so sorry."

Kathy looked down as well. Gertrude hadn't spilled a single drop of the stew, but no one behind her would know. Kathy looked up at her and said, "It's quite alright. Accidents happen."

Then Kathy moved back a step, leaving her tray behind. She turned and with all the grace she could muster, she slowly sat down on Melanie's back. Melanie took the added weight like a champion, her panties becoming soaked as her queen used her body as a throne.

The cafeteria was so quiet you could hear a pin drop as Kathy nonchalantly pulled a black lace handkerchief out of her cleavage. Then she put one hand on Melanie's ass cheek and bent over to pretend to wipe a bit of stew off her boot.

Masculine groans burst from the lips of several men as the rune Kathy cast on her cleavage drained and refilled with her mana over and over. She tried to keep her face still as the men staring at her tits came in their pants, some multiple times.

Kathy patted Melanie on the ass as she stood up. She looked at the spotless handkerchief with a sour look on her face.

Gertrude held out her hand and said, "I'll take that, Your Majesty. I can have it cleaned and returned to you before school lets out for the day."

Kathy smiled at her as she handed it over. So far their act was going perfectly. "Thank you. But that isn't necessary. I have dozens. You can keep this one."

"Thank you, Your Majesty. Once again, I'm so sorry for spilling stew on your boot."

"It's fine, think no more about it. And please, call me Kathy. I may be a Harem Queen, but I'm a person too. If you still feel bad, you can sexercise with me tomorrow morning."

Gertrude's eyes went wide. That last sentence wasn't part of the script they rehearsed. Gertrude had been chosen because she was the least attractive of the lunch ladies, and Kathy had just invited her to have sex. "Thank you, Your Majesty. Thank you... I mean thank you, Kathy. I'll uh, I'll see you in the morning."

Kathy smiled at her and moved further down the counter with her tray of food. While she waited for the cashier to ring up her food she pet Melanie's hair. When she got her harem debit card back she turned to the harem and said, "I'll meet you ladies after I drop my pet off with our King in the teacher's lounge. Come along Katie, I paid for your food already."

Then she kissed Chris goodbye on the cheek, leaving a faint black lipstick mark, and tugged on Melanie's leash. No one spoke as she led her pet out of the cafeteria while carrying her tray of food, Coach Katie and her bodyguard Lu following behind her.

Then every single one of Kathy's friends sat at the table designated as the losers table. It was the spot in the cafeteria the unwanted and friendless sat. The last person to sit at that table was Heather, right before Kathy convinced the Loser Crew to allow her into the Pit.

Kesha ground her teeth together so hard, one of them cracked. Kathy was Queen of the School and she just rubbed Kesha's nose in that fact.

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