Tomas Parish was a scrawny, nerdy guy obsessed with anime and manga, basically the perfect target for one Alex Phillip. Alex had discreetly acquired a picture of Tommy’s tiny dick to use as blackmail. The ultimatum? Hide in the girls locker room and get pictures of as many girls as possible, or else your dick picks are getting passed around to everyone in the school.
And so, armed with a camera and a fear of complete social death, Tommy had somehow managed to squeeze into a locker and snap pictures of most of the girls in the cheer club. Just as he was about to make his escape, the door opened. It was Jennifer Smith and her girlfriend, Kayla Perkins. Normally the chance to see two of the hottest girls in the school getting undressed would be exciting, but why were they here? He watched as they made a beeline to the shower… in the same stall. His eyes almost bugged out of his skull as the two started undressing. He quickly smacked record, just barely at an angle where he could see the two through the locker door. By the end of their session he had nutted in his hand, twice. God horse girls are hot. Something felt off but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. They had always been like that, right? Regardless, he had way more than he bargained for. Seeing the two passed out on the floor, he took his chance to escape. But right as he stepped out of the locker, he stepped right where a girl had spilled her water bottle earlier that day, slipping backwards and hitting his neck on the edge of the locker, paralyzing him instantly from the neck down. The pain was excruciating, but he remained conscious. Quickly panic set in as none of his limbs would respond. He couldn’t move a muscle. His eyes filled with tears as heard the shower turn off, followed by two girly screams. The two towered over his limp body, and with her face curled in rage, Jen snarled “Transform or Dare”.