"Guys, pompoms, a short skirt, tight sweater, and wig? I'll look
ridiculous as a cheerleader!" Dan said.
"Yeah, you will, or would you rather I used the Chronivac to make you
into a real nympho bimbo cheerleader. I can imagine how you'll feel
every time you're with your team mates in the locker room after you've
been the nympho cheerleader that slept with all of them."
"No! You wouldn't?"
"Wouldn't we? Now let's see our roommate drag queen in all her glory.
Get dressed!"
"I've got my camera!" Jay said brightly.
"No way!" Dan said throwing down the box.
"You'll be an 11 year old forever, because you only earn minutes as a
man when you obey while being a man. Tomorrow, we'll just call child
services and get you shipped off to foster care."
"You wouldn't!"
"Danny, I already explained that your new baseline is that of an 11
year old boy. You only get 4 hours as a man today to prove you can be
obedient, and earn your hours of manhood for tomorrow. You're down to
seven hours, since I'm rounding by hours now. In another 20 minutes,
it'll be half past, and you'll be down to six hours. You know what
happens to not-so-little boys in the foster care system, don't you?"
"Alright, but no photos! Please?" Dan begged.
"We'll see," Jay said.
Dan held up the wig, and then threw it down.
"I can't! I just can't!"