This choice: Varie is unable to unlock the door, or even turn it in her present state. • Go Back...Chapter #4Teacher's Pet...? by: DJ Jaxx   Varie began to trot/jog towards the door as best she could, but when she reached the door, her mutated hand wouldn't allow for her to unlock the door, let alone open it.
Cashlin laughed, watching her arrogant victim struggle gave her a true sense of self satisfaction.
After a few more agonizing minutes, Varie's fear began to subside, and she was finally clear minded enough to glare arrogantly at her evil teacher.
"*Oink-oink* Let me go right now you fat bitch, *Snort*!!!"
Cashlin laughed, she had already brought the know-it-all jock to her knees, so now it was time to play with her a bit. "Alright, I'll let you out of here, but why not have a few more cookies?"
Avariella was indignant. 'This overweight freak thinks she can tell me what to do?' she thought, snorting angrily, 'and for cookies?!'
But as Varie snorted, she inhaled the sweet chocolatey scent, her olfactory senses heightening it's aroma to irresistable levels.
Instantly primal instincts took over, despite Varie's mind protesting, her body trotted towards Cashlin, ate the cookie, and grunted happily.
After she downed the last of the confection, Varie was instantly mortified.
"What *snort* did you do to me *squeal-oink*?" Varie asked, the fear in her voice was as plain as her new nose was on her face.
"I injected you with a strain of modified Morphosis," she said, pulling out another cookie and sprinkling it with a dark blue powder "it seems to be working well so far."
Then, Cashlin casually dropped the cookie on the ground and gazed triumphantly at her mutated victim.
Despite all of Varie's pride, she picked the cookie up, sitting on her haunches but began to resist.
Tears began to fall from her eyes, she refused to fall any lower.
"I...*snort* won't eat this! *oink*" she said.
"Oh, you will." Cashlin said calmly, "Now be a good teacher's pet and eat up!" she said, smiling wickedly.
A minute passed & Varie ate it, she then slept, awaking later...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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