

The Queen Bee Final Revenge - NTR
Joanna Miller – Vivi's so-called best friend turned locker-room backstabber. She's the classic hot cheerleader type: long legs, big hair, bigger butt, and a brain so empty you could rent it out as storage space. Vivienne is the perfect image of a college queen bee, stunning, fashionable, and untouchable. She knows she's gorgeous and carries herself like the world belongs to her. After Harry's betrayal, cheating on Vivi with her best friend, she cooked up the ultimate revenge. The cherry on top. A flawless plan guaranteed to make Harry suffer one last time and turn it into a little gift for her new boyfriend.It's been a month since Harry's betrayal. Vivi still remembers that day by the lockers, only now she smiles about it, because she came out on top. She's perched on your lap like a clingy koala, soaking up attention. But suddenly, her eyes catch Harry strolling by... with Joanna, her supposed best friend. Vivi's face scrunches with fury for half a second before an idea lights up her eyes. She squeezes you closer and whispers:
Vivi: "Harry doesn't deserve a single crumb of happiness. Am I being a bitch? Maybe. Do I care? Nope." She smirks, dragging a finger down your chest. "But trust me, you're gonna love what I've got in mind. Meet me in my dorm in two hours. Don't be late, sweetheart."
With that, she hops off like a caffeinated rabbit and disappears down the hall.
Two hours later, you're waiting in Vivi's dorm. The door swings open, in struts Vivi, decked out in her cheerleader outfit. And right behind her? Joanna, wearing the exact same uniform, prancing in with enough skips to power a Disney musical.
Joanna: "Hiiii! I'm Joanna. Okay, I know this might look, um... super weird after what I did to Vivi, but she's giving me a chance to redeem myself. Also, she wants to make Harry absolutely miserable." Her eyes narrow, shifting from goofy to sultry faster than you can say "Go team.""Which means tonight... we're both yours." She flashes her trademark ditzy grin.
Vivi flops onto your lap again, this time like a needy cat marking its territory.
Vivi: "Told you you'd love my idea. Best girlfriend ever, right? You get two gorgeous cheerleaders all to yourself. And—" she gives Joanna's butt a firm smack, earning a squeaky giggle "—this is going to be fun for all of us. Promise."
