Harem Scarum

Foreword

: This is a sequel to

A Different Kind of Sex Toy

(link)

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Harem Scarum

Chapter 3: Cassie's New Tarnations

Friday Morning (July 7)

"So you're saying you

have

to use your fuck magic on someone before the end of the day, or it'll happen randomly to someone around you?" Salalai asked as she and Cassie changed into their cleats for practice.

"Yep. And ordinarily, I can only give people one trait at a time, but in this case, they'll get four," Cassie replied, tightening her laces and wondering if having a tail or any of her other canine characteristics would affect her pitching ability, for better or for worse.

"Well, why not just use it on Shanice like you planned?" Sally said, nodding her head at their friend, who was already in the outfield and throwing the ball around with some of their teammates.

"Because I already zapped her yesterday afternoon," Cassandra confessed. "I forgot that people don't ordinarily realize anything has changed unless I mention it."

"Really? What changed, then?" inquired a perplexed Salalai. "She seemed completely normal to me, at least by our new harem standards."

Cassie tried to explain about the expanded depth and breadth of Shanice's sexual organs, but Sally shook her head, insisting, "Trust me, if anything was different down there, I'd know. I mean, we haven't been fucking each other all that long, but I'm pretty familiar with what she's got going on downstairs."

Cassie shrugged, remembering that it had taken seeing old photographs of himself to convince Miguel that he hadn't had antlers since at least puberty, and she didn't think it was particularly likely that there were a lot of pictures of Shan's old pussy floating around. "Well, either way, she's on cooldown, so I can't zap her again for about a day and a half," said Cassie. "Which of the others do you think we should target next?"

Salalai stretched a little before strapping on her leg guards. "Good question. I guess I think we should go after either of the co-captains."

It was Cassie's turn to be perplexed. "Brandi and Ellie?" she asked. "I didn't think you liked either of them. And I think they're both straight, anyway."

"I don't particularly care for either of them," Sally admitted as she shrugged into her chest protector. "I kind of resent them for getting captaincy over me, but because of that, they both get special privileges at the gym, and if we have one or both in the harem, we'll get to enjoy those, too. And it's not like they're ugly or anything."

Cassie started doing some twists and stretches as a pretext to look around at the women in question. Of the two, she liked the look of Brandi a bit more, who was tall and buxom like her, but with sandy blonde hair. She was so bubbly and cheerful that she tended to get on Cassandra's nerves before long, though, while Ellie was more serious-minded and therefore less irritating. The brunette was maybe slightly less attractive, depending on one's preferences, but for Cassie's money either would be a fine piece of eye candy. The thing that clinched it for the redhead, though, was that she knew Ellie was seriously involved with a guy in the same Business Administration course she was enrolled in. She knew Brandi dated guys, if not exclusively then at least primarily, but was currently uninvolved with anyone, unless matters had changed very recently.

"Alright, I'm going to go for Brandi," said Cassie, seeing a flash of slight surprise on Sally's face before she smirked and put on her catcher's helmet.

"I expected you to go for the other one," Salalai teased, tossing a softball up and down a few times. "But I can't say I disapprove."

Holding out her glove to receive the ball, Cassie teased back, "Well, she kind of bugs me a little, but I bet I won't mind her running her mouth so much if it's between my legs."

Salalai laughed and tossed her the ball, saying, "Get your ass on the mound!" winking at the innuendo.

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It took only about an hour before Cassie got a golden opportunity to zap bubbly blonde Brandi with the remote. While they were both off the field, waiting for their turns at batting practice, the co-captain bounced up to her and asked, smiling brightly, "Hey, I need to go tinkle. You mind coming with me to the gym?"

Cassie wanted to roll her eyes at the use of the word 'tinkle' but controlled her urge, instead shrugging and saying, "Sure, I kind of need to go, too, let me just grab my purse." The two girls headed off after telling the coach where they were going, carefully avoiding the large puddle from the leaky landscaping pipe that the school hadn't yet repaired. Reaching the restroom, Cassie pretended to be searching for a tampon in her purse while her teammate picked a stall. Once she was sure the coast was clear, she locked on with the remote, deciding to check the tempers again, just to see if her impression had been correct.

According to the device, Brandi was 'SWT5' and 'F30/M80,' which Cassie thought was pretty clear confirmation of her instincts, although she might have expected a little more dominance from such a tall, fit woman, especially one who was so attractive by classical American standards. Still, she figured that some people's demeanors in daily life were different from their bedroom roles, and it wasn't like the blonde was super-submissive or anything. "But she might be soon!" Cassie whispered to her reflection, smiling deviously, as she triggered the device.

The Maxi-Blast behaved slightly differently, as it simply started spouting off the changes it was making. Cassie read the descriptions, eagerly at first, but with decidedly mixed feelings by the end.

The target will become very interested in petplay, with a preference for acting as a pig with other petplayers. Their dress, behavior, and other sexual impulses will adapt to conform to this interest.

The target will develop a fetish for consuming or otherwise playing with sex fluids, regardless of the gender of the donor. The fetish applies to both lubrication (pre-ejaculate) and ejaculate, but not to other bodily fluids (saliva, urine, milk, etc.), although it does not preclude those if the target already fetishizes them. The target will be immune to any contagions encountered through their fetish.

The target will begin dressing and acting in ways that align with their petplay at all times. The general public will mostly ignore this proclivity, but the target will be intuitively aware when they encounter other people with a similar fetish and find it easy to develop such friendships.

The target will develop a fetish for food play, which can include using it as a masturbatory aide, consuming it from a person's body or providing the same, or otherwise decorating themselves or others with it. The target will be immune from any infections or other illnesses related to their foodplay, and the general public will mostly ignore their food-related behavior as long as it is not disruptive or dangerous.

Cassie was still contemplating the ramifications when Brandi emerged from the stall, holding her pants and panties in her hand and looking confused. "Hey, Cass, can I ask you something?" the blonde said, blushing a little, although it was hard to know if it was from the embarrassment of displaying her rather unkempt blonde bush to her friend, or else whatever question she was thinking about.

"Nice pubes, Brandi," said Cassie, turning around and running her fingers through her own, drawing the other woman's eyes to her fuzzy red thatch.

"Um, thank you," she stuttered, blushing even harder.

Cassie trailed her fingers up to some of her lower nipples slowly and sensually, then prompted, "You said you had a question for me."

Clearing her throat and raising her gaze to make very brief eye contact, Brandi hesitantly said, "I'm not entirely sure why I'm asking you, but... well, I just have a feeling you'll understand." She paused again, eyes running over Cassie's nude body, paying especial attention to the more obviously canine features.

"Go on..." Cassie said, thinking she knew what was coming, since the girl would apparently be able to sense her own absorbed petplay fetish.

"Well, this is kind of embarrassing, but..." Brandi trailed off, before taking a deep breath and quickly forcing out the words, "I've just got this urge to pretend I'm an animal. For fun, you know? And since you're a hybrid, I thought maybe you would have some pointers, or could show me how."

Cassie was a little surprised after all, as the rationale her teammate came up with was a little different than she'd anticipated, but made sense from the other woman's perspective. She'd also forgotten that people didn't generally fail to notice she had extra nipples and a tail so much as just not finding it remarkable most of the time.

"I think I could spare a little time after practice," Cassandra offered, trying to sound gracious. "So you think you want to be a doggie?" She knew the truth, but the idea of forcing bubbly Brandi to say it out loud was turning her on.

"Um, well, not exactly," she hedged.

"Oh? Well, be exact then. Are we talking... wolf? Coyote? Fox?" the redhead teased.

"Um, no," Brandi said, looking at the ground. "I was actually thinking I wanted to be... a pig," she finally managed to whisper.

Cassie felt a shiver of arousal, either from the dominance of making the girl admit something that clearly made her feel ashamed, or else from the simple fact that petplay turned her on. "That's so cute!" she gushed, then decided to try hugging the blonde, wondering if it would make her feel accepted or more awkward. She wasn't entirely sure which it was when she broke the embrace, but at the very least Brandi hadn't tried to push her away.

"I actually have just the thing you need to get started!" Cassandra said, rummaging around in her purse again. "Someone ran off with my other one, but I borrowed this from my former roommate, just in case I needed it!" Finding what she was looking for, she proffered a studded collar to the blushing blonde. "You'll need one of these if you want to be a pet piggy in public."

Brandi's eyes got wide and she repeated the word, "Public?" with surprise and fear on her face, but Cassie thought she detected a wisp of excitement underneath. She couldn't resist teasing the girl some more, though, and tried to assume a surprised look of her own.

"Of course! Or... were you asking me on, like, a private pet play date? I assumed you wanted to keep things casual, or platonic! I didn't think you were into girls!" Cassie exclaimed.

Brandi reacted as expected, rushing to explain, "No! I mean, that's not my thing, and not what I meant. I mean, I assumed it would be just us, but I wasn't trying to turn it into, like, a sex thing!"

"Are you sure?" asked Cassie with an eyebrow raised. "I can smell your pussy leaking, and your nipples are hard enough to show through your top."

Brandi looked down and yelped to see that it was true, then slammed her thighs together, apparently in the futile hope that the aroma of her arousal would be trapped. She looked up at Cassie with fear and humiliation on her face, prompting the redhead to finally ease off on her teasing. "Look, Brandi, there's no need to freak out, I understand what you meant."

"You do?" asked the nervous woman, whose flesh had erupted in goose pimples when Cassie put a hand on her arm.

"Yes. It's not a lesbian thing for you, it's a pet thing," she said kindly. "I'm hoping you're not one of those people who hates everyone who isn't straight, but I realize that you were turned on by the idea of crawling around naked with me while we act like animals. It's obviously a sex thing, but for you, it's less about my gender than my species. Well, the animal species I'll be acting like, that is."

The relief in Brandi's expression and posture were immediately evident, and may even have been a revelation to her, as Cassie doubted the blonde had had time to fully integrate and rationalize her new desires, at least not with any degree of finesse or articulation. "You're right!" she said, sounding pleasantly surprised.

Cassie smiled back and reached up to buckle the collar around Brandi's unresisting neck; the blonde even helped, by dropping her pants and panties on the floor to hold her hair out of the way, although it was only shoulder-length and not much of an obstacle. "There!" she announced once the collar was fastened comfortably around her teammate's neck. Now you're free to wear as much or as little as you want to show that you're a sexy piggy! Do you want to take off your top and bra?"

"Um, not right now..." Brandi said, some of her nervousness returning. "I need to think about things a little more."

Cassie smiled and shrugged, saying, "Of course! Well, let's get back to the field and finish our practice, then we can explore your boundaries together!" She quickly bent down to scoop up Brandi's discarded clothes and walked rapidly out of the restroom, ignoring the sputtered protests of the blonde as she tried to object to being left bottomless. Cassie merely moved faster once her friend started chasing her, and soon they were both sprinting back toward the field, with the redhead laughing merrily while letting the stolen garments flap in the breeze.

Possibly acting on instinct, Cassie found herself right on the edge of the large muddy hole she'd fallen in before, but at the last second, she leapt athletically right over it, landing on solid ground on the other side. Brandi, however, fell face first into the muck with a surprised screech and a loud squelch. Most of the other players had already stopped what they were doing thanks to the distraction, and most roared with laughter at the mess their cheerful co-captain had gotten herself into.

Cassie, however, was close enough to see how Brandi's surprise and disgust had quickly transitioned to confusion and then delight. She squealed and grunted with pleasure as she rolled around in the slimy mud, caressing her body sensually as her hands smeared the slurry around. "Oh, fudge!" she said, "This feels so flippin' wonderful!"

Cassie rolled her eyes and giggled, finding the girl's adamant refusal to use actual profanity cute for the first time she could remember. The coach came jogging up and rolled her eyes, saying, "I guess I need to ride someone's ass to get this leak fixed. Go hit the showers, Ellison." Turning to Cassandra and looking much more stern, she followed with, "And give the girl her damn pants back, Ryan!"

"It's fine!" said Brandi as she got to her feet in the puddle. "I don't need them, see?" The mud-covered girl wiped some of it away from her throat to show off the collar.

Their coach blinked for a few moments, then her blank expression cleared and she said, "Oh, well, alright then. You can still go get cleaned up, though."

"I'd rather play like this!" Brandi chirped, sounding much more like her normal buoyant self. "It's better than sunscreen!"

After another few moments of blankness, which Cassie watched intently, wondering if it was a sign of the remote's influence, Coach Lehman finally said, "Suit yourself," with a shrug. "You're up next, go get your bat."

Cassie followed, admiring the bouncing, bubbly butt cheeks of her blonde teammate, despite the film of mud coating them, as they returned to the dugout. She tossed the unwanted garments on the bench next to Brandi's bag and grabbed her own bat, planning to take some practice cuts as she waited for her turn. With a smug smile, she surveyed the field, picking out the nude bodies of Salalai, Shanice, Rose, and Nikita, now joined by the partially nude Brandi, and wondered if she'd be able to get the whole team playing naked, even if they weren't part of the harem.

Friday Mid-Day (July 7)

Cassie was a little surprised to be reminded that while some traits, especially ones involving physical changes, seemed to be accepted as having always been the case, behavioral ones were not. The whole team eventually expressed varying levels of shock about Brandi's sudden adoption of pet-dom and the concessions they had to make for her as a consequence. No one came out against her, although some of the ladies grumbled to one another about how many of the girls on the team were acting 'whorish' lately. Cassandra was on the verge of making a scene, but Sally and Shanice managed to talk her down.

"It ain't worth it," said Shan as she sipped her sports drink. "Jokes on them, anyway. We're sluts, not whores."

Cassie smirked a little, thinking about the traits she'd absorbed from Allie that effectively did make her a prostitute, at least of sorts. The memory made her head tilt to the side, as if there was something important about the idea that she couldn't quite put her finger on.

Salalai sniffed and said, "None of them are sexy enough to be in the harem, anyway." She eyed the small group balefully but then admitted, "Well, maybe Felicia and Ellie. And I guess I wouldn't kick any of the others out of bed, either. But only because I'm nice."

The three nude girls laughed, and they were soon joined by Rose, Bonnie, and Nikita, the other current members of the harem. Cassie noticed that Rose had already started accessorizing the piercings that were apparently part of the hippie style she'd been forced to adopt. She'd added a nose ring to her collection, and the lack of redness around the new puncture made Cassandra wonder if the remote was making her heal faster or otherwise speeding along similar changes. The flower child flashed the others a peace sign as she walked up smiling, then started rummaging in her bag.

Shy Bonnie made brief eye contact with the taller women and asked, blushing, "Are we, um, going to be meeting up tonight? I'm free! Just in case, y'know, there are any plans."

Salalai sighed and said, "Not me, I've got to work tonight. Tomorrow night, too. But maybe tomorrow in the afternoon." Bonnie's smile dropped so quickly it made Cassie want to laugh, but she managed to restrain her mirth.

"Me and Nikita are working tonight, too," said Shanice, also looking a bit disappointed. "I know other restaurants let us fuck on the tables, so you could probably come fuck us on our break, but honestly, I'd rather you didn't. Or at least don't sit in my section, I don't wanna wipe up cunt juice."

Everyone laughed a little, but stopped quickly when they noticed what Rose was up to. She'd attached a chain from her nose ring to one of her earrings, and was in the process of adding bells to her nipple and labial piercings. Offhand, that didn't seem to exactly fit with what Cassie knew of hippies, but she supposed it could be something unique and natural to Rose. After all, the device didn't necessarily do anything to suppress whatever kinks a person started with.

Having attached her musical ornaments, Rose gave a little shimmy to make sure they chimed, then stretched and yawned, raising her arms high and displaying the brown underarm fuzz that only Cassie knew was a recent addition. "Well, I'm free," she said, "It'd be groovy if we could all hook up, but I guess tonight isn't a good night."

Bonnie glanced back at Cassandra and asked, "What about you? Any plans?" The girl sounded almost desperate, which made Cassie's eyes narrow slightly, wondering if there was some kind of problem. She took a little while to compose her answer.

"Well, I promised Brandi that I'd help her learn how to be a petgirl," Cassie replied, nodding her head to draw attention to the blonde, who had gone back to wallowing in the puddle once practice was over. "I was thinking I should take her to get some accessories, so that anyone who looks at her knows she's my... knows she's a pet piggy."