Don't shoot the messenger

Caleb and Angie were walking to Art class when they overheard two guys talking about the hot new girl at school. Caleb looked over and saw they were staring at Gemma. She really did look very different now that her acne had cleared up. He resolved to cure as many of his friends as he could, as quickly as possible.

Unfortunately none of the female Denizens had art class with him except Kathy and Angie. There was also a cheerleader in the class named Bernadette, but away from her friends she wasn't a totally bad person. She mostly went along with the bullying by her friends just to fit in.

They entered the class room, Angie and Kathy giving their friends the usual kiss and grope as Caleb surveyed the room. The only person with an obvious need for a cure was the student body Vice President, a girl named Marilyn. She wore glasses but they weren't anywhere near as thick as Michelle's were.

He walked over to her and said, "Hey Marilyn, I want to apologize for neglecting my duties. If you would like me to cure your eyesight, I'd be more than happy to."

She smiled happily at him but shook her head, "Oh that's okay Caleb, I don't need it. These aren't prescription. I just wear them cuz they make me look cute. But thanks for the offer, I'd love a stretch instead though. Or anything else you'd like to do, so long as you feed me a cummy snack. I hear you taste amazing. All the girls in school are raving about your huge dick and delectable cum."

Caleb felt slightly embarrassed when he said, "Sorry, but not today. I'm focusing on people that need to be healed, not stretched and stuff. But when I take a break from healing people, I'll keep you in mind."

She remained chipper as she responded, though he could tell she was a little disappointed, "Oh ok. Well, why don't you ask Brianna? She's has some pretty serious allergies. She can't be around shellfish at all, or she swells up like a balloon. Oh hey, one more thing. I heard what you guys are doing for Heather, walking her to class so she won't get bullied. It must be hard for the Denizens to come to her support like that. It's an honorable thing you're doing. As student body vice president, I want to say thank you."

He held up his hands and said, "Don't thank me. Thank Kathy, this was all her doing. She rallied the troops at lunch, I just went along with it."

Marilyn smiled in a knowing way, "From what I heard, you walked her to her second period class this morning. Don't sell yourself short, Mr. Stretcher King."

Caleb went over to talk with Brianna and then got permission from Ms. Hart to use the art supply room so she could get her cure. The rest of the class stayed quiet as they worked on their projects, hoping to be able to hear the two in the art supply room. Brianna made the occasional gag noise but it wasn't long until Caleb hollered, "Oh Fuck! Here it cums Bri! Drink as much as you can! Good Girl, VERY GOOD GIRL!"

When they emerged a minutes or so later, Brianna needed to go to the bathroom to get some of his cum out of her hair. Kathy guided her by the hand since her face was covered in cum and one of her eyes was plastered shut in his goop.

When they came out of the art room's private restroom Kathy ran over to hug him and purred, "Angie told me about last period. You're doing great, keep it up. I'll give you a reward later tonight. Oh hey, I want you to think about adding Angie's mom to your harem. Angie would really appreciate it. Don't decide now. Think about it and let us know later. Or you could just take her. That's fine too."

He tried to kiss her but she pushed him away saying, "Eww gross. I can't kiss you, I still have some of your cum in my mouth. I haven't swallowed cuz I want to savor it a while."

Caleb was a bit shocked to hear that. When he created the normality that made cum taste good to women, he didn't think through the implications. When Angie and Gemma, or Chris and Gina, shared his cum between them in a kiss, it was a huge turn on for him. He'd seen it done in porn before he found the watch, but that act was almost normal now.

Just then Mrs. Habersham came hurrying into the classroom. She spotted Caleb and ran over to him. She threw her arms around him, squeezing his tight as she cried out, "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you Caleb! You gave me my life back. Thank you so much, you darling sweet boy."

Ms. Hart came over to see what all the fuss was about. Mrs. Habersham had tears of joy rolling down her face when she said, "I just got the lab report back from my doctor appointment. She said my cancer is completely gone! It's as if it were never there! Caleb saved my life! Not only that, the doctor said my hormones are back up to my premenopausal levels. My blood pressure is down, and look! Even my hair has a little less grey in it! I haven't felt this good in years!"

She turned to Caleb and insisted, "Here, my husband and I want you to have this." She shoved an envelope into his hands.

When he looked inside he saw a check for five thousand dollars. He was stunned. He looked up at her and tried to give the envelope back while saying, "I can't possibly accept this. I only did what anyone else would do."

Mrs. Habersham pushed the envelope back towards him as she insisted, "Yes, but only you could have done it. The doctor said my cancer was inoperable. They told me I had less than a year to live. Please, take the money. My funeral costs would have been much higher. After this school year my husband and I were going to go check things off my bucket list before I died. Now, thanks to you, I have more time to get them all done. So please, take the money. You earned it."

Ms. Hart and Caleb were pulled into a group hug by Mrs. Habersham as she cried tears of joy.

Across the room Kathy felt her heart patter. Caleb is such a good man. I'm so lucky to have him. The joy on Mrs. Habersham's face is exactly why I love watching him have sex with other women. And also why I need to suppress these stupid twinges of jealousy I get. Maybe I should talk to Caleb's parents about them. Maybe if I understand Harold's cuckold fetish more it will help me. Is there such a thing as a woman cuckold? Harold will know, and he will understand what I'm going through. I should be... no... I WILL make sure Caleb's cock and cum gets inside as many women as possible. Angie said I'm his Harem Queen. Sure it was a joke, but there is a grain of truth there. It's my duty as leader of his harem to spread the joy he brings to women with his perfect cock, and his superior cum.

Standing in front of one of the mirrors, in the bathroom that was known by all to be a cheerleader hangout place, Ludmilla said to Wanda, "You tell her. No way am I going to. She'll kill me."

Wanda retorted, "Well I'm sure as shit not telling her. Kesha will go nuts when she finds out."

Another cheerleader named Stephany barked, "One of you better tell her, and soon, or she's going to kick both of your asses."

Wanda whined, "It's not our fault! How the hell were we supposed to know that Caleb would include Heather in his fucking no bullying policy? Or that he would have access to the police report about her ****?"

Stephany snidely retorted, "Yeah well, all I know is when I tried to give Zack a blowjob he said the deal was off, and you two shitheads are responsible. How are we supposed to get some of Caleb's cum now huh? I'm fucking dying for a ride on his stretcher."

The three cheerleaders continued to argue over who would tell Kesha. No one wanted to be it, Kesha had a habit of blaming the messenger whenever they brought her bad news.

Joanna, another cheerleader, finally hollered, "Shut it you twats! My question for you idiots is, who is going to tell Kesha that Caleb's friends are walking Heather to class and telling everyone that the rumors we've been spreading are all lies? Everyone believes them too, since the whole school knows they all hate Heather and have no reason to take her side."

Lucy, another cheerleader came into the bathroom practically exploding with a juicy bit of gossip, but also more bad news. "Hey! Listen to this, I just found out what all the basketball players were whispering about at lunch. Get this, Caleb had Jamal's grandma over his house last night and blew a load down her throat. He cured her of a whole bunch of diseases and shit. Jamal said his grandma was feeling so good she was exercising this morning. She was even talking about going back to work now that her arthritis is gone. But that's not all. Apparently the Titty Monster really helped her get her cure. His grandma said she couldn't have done it without her. Now the entire basketball team refuses to help us get dirt on any of Caleb's girls. They're practically begging for Caleb to have their families over to his house too."

The other cheerleaders looked at each other. Finally Ludmilla cursed, "Kesha's gonna shit a brick."

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