The dice stopped rolling, right on the edge of the benchtop, with the number five facing upward. Jennifer found herself free to move around and immediately stormed upstairs to her bedroom.
"Fucking little perverted freak!" she spat. "Dan will teach him a lesson."
Dan was captain of the football team, and practically twice the size of Kyle. The corners of her mouth twisted ever so slightly into an evil grin as she imagined Dan towering over Kyle, ready to pound him into hospital. Dan would do anything for Jennifer, and she knew it.
After entering her bedroom, Jennifer saw the bra, cheerleading skirt, and single sock she had been wearing were laid out on her bed. She noticed the other sock slightly poking out from under the foot of her bed and picked it up. She sat on her bed and slipped both socks on her feet. Next, she picked up her bra and stuck her arms through. She pulled it down over her breasts and reached behind her to hook it up. She stood up to put her cheerleading skirt back on, but something didn't feel right. She turned to look at herself in the mirror on her wardrobe. She looked at herself in shock. The bra fit perfectly snug everywhere, only the cups had bunched and folded upward instead of covering her breasts. The bra looked ridiculous. She grabbed frantically at the folds and tried desperately to pull them down over her breasts, with no success. She gave up and ripped the bra off, tearing one of the straps that looped over her shoulder.
She snatched up her cheerleading skirt and quickly stepped into it. She pulled it up as far as it would go, but a force of some kind would not let her pull it over her pussy or her ass. She gave up and threw it on the floor with her bra. She tried on several pairs of underwear, including one of her thongs, and even her bikini as she grew more and more desperate to cover herself before she had to leave for the bus.
"What?" She said, startling herself. "I am not leaving this house if I cannot put any clothes on."
Though even as she spoke the words she knew, somehow, that she would leave the house, get on the bus, and go to school as normal.
"As normal..." she repeated the thought that was not her own. The wheels had finally begun to turn in the young cheerleaders head. She raced downstairs and snatched up the note that had come in the box. Slowly and carefully, she read it over again. There it was.
"... for the duration of that day. You will attend school and any other activities as normal..." She read it aloud. "This is going to ruin my life."
She tried opening the box marked with a 3, but her fingers could not work the tape off the box. She remembered that she had rolled a five, and picked up the box marked with a 5. She only had to barely touch the top of it before the lid came off, revealing a photograph lying on the bottom of the box face-down.
"What the hell?" Jen exclaimed, "How the fuck am I supposed to cover myself up with a photo?"
She picked up the note and read it once more. Her stomach sank as she read what the picture meant. Whoever was displayed in the photo would be the only one who could cover Jen's breasts, ass, and pussy... and there wasn't a damn thing she could do about it. Well, other than hide behind them, of course. Assuming they even let her do so.
Jen sighed in resignation, and picked up the picture. "At least let it be someone cool," she muttered under her breath as she flipped over the photo. She looked down at the photograph and saw...