Jen opens her eyes slowly, thinking that everyone would think she is a slut, but nobody seemed to notice. Well, almost nobody. Some freshmen boys were looking at her, but probably just because they were new and not accustomed to seeing the senior cheer captain having an orgasm in the hallway. Jen picked herself up off the floor and headed to class. She started to chat with her friend Brie, talking about clothes and boys. "Where did you get that blue skirt you wore yesterday?" Brie asked. 'Blue skirt? I wore jeans yesterday...' Jen thought before saying, "Oh, I got that at... The new shop at the mall! Y-yeah, that one that had those dumb nick knacks in the disp-p-play." This was a lie, Jen had no idea where this blue skirt she had supposedly been wearing came from. Jen shuddered as Susan grew again, wider this time, causing Jen, who was already close, to cum instantly. "Hah! You really love that vibrator, don't you? You love being able to orgasm whenever you want, right? Sometimes I wish I had gotten my parents to sign me up for that surgery before they found it irreversible." Brie says, looking at Jen's humming crotch.
"I hate t-this thing! I-I c-can't speak c-cause it's s-s-so p-p-pleasuUUU OHFUCKYES!" Jen says, hitting orgasm as Susan grew longer again, so that it would be obvious that Jen had a vibrator even if she was wearing pants. Jen crossed her legs out of discomfort, only to succeed in shoving the vibator against her pelvis, causing the low him to increase to a loud rattle and increasing the pleasure. Cumming again, the teacher finally arrives, beginning class.