"I wish that the cheerleader uniforms at this school are designed to let the girls 'shake their pom-poms' to improve school spirit."
Jennifer sputtered in shock as the material of her top split open into a pair of neatly rounded cut-outs, one centered on each of her tits. Her pink bra disappeared leaving her nubile teenage breasts hanging out of the holes in her uniform. She was relieved to see a pair of tasseled pasties in the school colors covering her nipples.
Kyle smirked and gave her right tassel a quick tug. Jennifer gasped as her breast was stretched down painfully before bouncing back when Kyle let go. "I wish no matter how much flopping around they do, girls' tits in this school will always remain firm and bouncy."
"Kyle!" Jennifer shrieked. "I can't go around like this, I'll be sent home! I'll be arrested! I'll--" Jennifer broke off, her mouth hanging open as her friends Sarah and Amy from the cheer-squad came strutting past. Between their high-heel boots and total lack of support their mostly bare breasts were bouncing all over the place, tassels spinning as they went.
"Somehow," Kyle said, "I think you'll fit right in."
Jennifer swallowed convulsively and stared past her breasts at her feet. "Guess so."
"Anything else you needed before I go spend some quality time with my concubines?" Kyle asked.
Jennifer shook her head, not daring to look up.
"I could make you head cheerleader if you want, but you'd probably need to have bigger pom-poms for that." Kyle reached toward Jennifer's left tassel, then swiftly slid his hand underneath to cup and squeeze her breast.
"Hey!" Jennifer shouted as she pulled away and stepped back into the hallway.
Kyle scowled and flourished his ring. "For that, I wish..."