Mr. Dias' mind went into a panic, holding the shorting out Chronivac in his hands. Surely his fun couldn't be over this quickly, right? He still had quite a few tricks up his sleeve for the girls, after all. Sparks continued to fly from the Chronivac, for a good few minutes, Mr. Dias staring at it in horror. After a while, however, it simply stopped. After examining it, Mr. Dias found that it was in a working condition.
He looked at it, confused. Was it really that simple? The Chronivac would just go on as normal? "That can't be right..." Mr. Dias murmured to himself, looking through the Chronivac. Upon opening the software, he found a warning pop up, telling him the changes done by the Chronivac would now be somewhat altered. "There's the catch...." He muttered to himself.
From the corner of her eye, Eva saw her dad move back to his seat with the Chronivac, and with it her chance to fix her little problems.
She was trying her best not to look at Diane's hump underwater, but she was forced to pay attention to her friend to copy whatever she was doing since she had not listened to Coach Emily at all. Diane was the closest to her, being in the next lane.
Inevitably, Diane's package began escaping again the confines of her feminine swimsuit as she kicked underwater vigorously. Soon enough the imposing member was fluttering freely again; Eva felt as though it was mockingly waving at her. Her own small penises were rock hard, bouncing chaotically between her legs with her every move, oblivious to the cold water.
"Eva!!!" Coach Emily shouted. "Try focusing a little! Did you listen to me at all?" She reprimanded Eva. "Do I need to go through the drill again just for you? Come here."
Eva swam to the side of the pool where Coach Emily was standing with a frown, hands on her hips. Clinging to the edge as she was shivering a little in the water, Eva placated her boners against the cold tiles underwater to keep her small penises out of sight from her coach. Looking up to her from below was making Coach Emily's bulge appear even more imposing.
Squeezed along the vertical tiles, Eva's two erections throbbed in unison, self-stimulating against each other.
"Y.. yes, Coach Emily?" She asked as she squirmed in the water, skittish.