Locker Room

AJ had a schedule to follow for the day, and she hoped that doing so would take her mind off from the morning’s discovery. Mistress was smart, she would find exactly what was happening to her and find a way to let her remain who she was. AJ didn’t need to worry herself with these details; She had some squats to do.

The gym was inside the Emporium facility, so, of course, every other member was ridiculously hot. Some of these girls wore enormous fake eyelashes, huge colored nails, and all manner of indecent clothes.

When AJ entered the girls’ locker room, she was instantly spotted by a trio of bitchy blondes. They stopped their conversation when they saw her, and leered at her the same way a pack of hyenas would watch a dying gazelle. AJ made the mistake of interacting with them.

“H-Hi,” she stuttered. “I’m AJ.”

“Oh, you’re the butt girl,” the taller blonde said in a mocking tone of voice.

AJ’s cheeks turned red. She kinda was the butt girl.

“Oh, you’re definitely the butt girl.” She approached her, and before AJ could react there were two hands pressed firmly against her ass. The blonde’s fingers dug into her flesh, and AJ could do nothing but let out a pathetic moan. This entire building was filled with hot perverts who wanted to grope and fuck her; It’d be a problem if she didn’t absolutely love it.

“Is it true that you have a tiny tiny thing?” a short blonde with giant poofy hair asked.

“Of course she does,” the third girl said, a Black girl with blond buns. “They caged it. They only cage the small ones.”

“She doesn’t need it anyway,” the tall one said. “If what I heard about her butthole’s true.”

AJ said nothing, but moaned a lot as more hands explored her soft curvy body. The leader of the mean trio slipped her hand inside her shorts, and AJ let out an excited squeak.

“You want it, don’t you?”

AJ felt the three girls’ gaze, making the whole situation intensely humiliating. She couldn’t stop herself from nodding, wishing with all her heart that each of these mean girls would take turns ravaging her ass. Did they have dicks? Were they Elixir alter-egos? She didn’t care either way, as long as they played with her and made her feel good.

The tall girl fingered her first. She started by rubbing her starfish, gauging how tight it was. She let out a “Oooh, little slut is all lubed up already!”

AJ wasn’t sure what she meant. She hadn’t lubed herself beforehand, and the spit that Mistress had used was definitely dry by that point.

Nevertheless, the blonde’s fingers easily went in, and she quickly found AJ’s sensitive spot. The locker room filled with her lewd noises and the girls’ giggles.

When she came, the feeling was strong enough to send her to her knees, much to her tormentors’ amusement.

“Alright, we’ve had our fun,” the tall leader said, wiping her fingers on AJ’s top. “Let’s go. Don’t wanna miss hot yoga.”

“Oh, have you seen the new teacher they hired?” The Black girl cooed. “He’s so handsome! And I heard he’s married.”

“Hmmm, married men.” She licked her lips.

They left the room, without giving AJ any second thoughts. She stayed on her knees for a moment, until she heard a new voice.

“Wow, you’re kind of pathetic.”

She turned her head towards the new voice. It belonged to a gorgeous Asian butch with short black hair and very kissable lips. She wore a blue sports bra, leaving her fit muscled frame in full display. Well-defined six-pack, strong shoulders, and arms that were made to carry cute girls with. AJ swooned a little.

“I’m sorry…”

“Don’t apologize, it’s not your fault you’re such a pushover.”

She approached AJ, each step making her heart flutter a little more. When she gave her a hand, AJ happily took it.

“I’m AJ, by the way.”

“I know, we’ve met before.”

“We have?” AJ’s eyes grew wide. If she had met someone this pretty, she’d remember.

“Yeah. I’m Jun.”