“Wait, for real?” Jennifer asked, “I call bullshit!”
“Oh it’s the truth alright!” Kyle reiterated, “Orders from the school themselves! You’re not allowed to wear panties anymore. You gotta wear a butt plug instead!”
Jennifer was just about to call bullshit again, but it suddenly felt like her mind was rearranging. “Oh. Well, if the school insists,” she said as she pulled down her panties and dropped them in the trash, “I have a really cute plug I could put in, if that’s what I’m supposed to do.”
“Oh absolutely!” Kyle continued, “Gotta comply with the new regulations the school put out for the cheer squad, right?”
“Wait, so all of us cheerleaders gotta wear plugs instead of panties?”
“Correct,” Kyle confirmed, “and you all need to be available to have sex at a moment’s notice! Superintendent’s orders!”
“Okay, now I know you’re making this up!” Jennifer accused.
“I couldn’t make this up if I tried, man!” Kyle returned, “It’s the truth, all of the cheerleaders gotta serve double duty as cum dumpsters! Superintendent’s words, not mine, honest!”
“Well that’s fine,” Jennifer sighed, “Guess I’ll have to break the news to Brad later. Anything to stay on the team. We’re already this close to making it to Nationals!”
“So I heard,” Kyle replied, “Well I should probably hang up now. See you at school, slut!” He then hung up.
“What?! HEY!” Jennifer shouted, “What did you just call me you microdicked prepubescent... and he hung up... great...” With that, she set down her phone and went to go look for her butt plug.