Jennifer hadn’t realized that her own nipples had become dicks until she was already jerking them off. In fact, all of the cheer team were just now realizing they had 6 inch dick nipples the moment Kimberly told them that they should be going through the same thing she did.
“G-gah!” Anne moaned, “What in fu-UCK is happening to us?!”
“I think we’re… we’re… ahhn…” Susan tried to answer, but the amount of stimulation she was receiving was a bit too much.
“I can’t s-stop!” Samantha, the Goth cheerleader (yeah, East Hampton has enough members of the Goth subculture to justify something like this) gasped, “Guys, I think someone put a curse on us.”
“Who-OO would want to curse us?!” cried Rachel, a Latina cheerleader.
“I can’t think of anyone,” Kimberly added, giving herself a second round.
The squad continued to yank their tits until they all orgasmed and spurted milk from their nipple dicks. They took a minute to collectively catch their breath before they could assess their situation.
“Okay,” Jennifer panted, “So this morning, Kyle Perkins gave me a phone call. He’s the ginger nerd we pantsed the other week, remember? Anyway, he gave me a command to orgasm whenever someone said my name. So now it’s been happening to me and it looks like the rest of you girls.”
“Weird,” Kimberly mused, “Kyle just called me and told me to grow dick nipples and milk myself whenever I orgasm… and you guys got dick nipples too…”
“Samantha, you’re the magic expert, right?” Anne asked her Goth peer, prompting the girl to soak her panties and start jerking her nipples off again, “What d’you think’s going on?” At that moment, all of the girls started wracking their brains trying to think of a possible explanation.
“Nope! Can’t think of anything!” exclaimed everyone except Samantha… in unison.
“Okay, that was hella creepy!” Rachel shivered, “Why’d we just do that?”