The eldest good mother was disgusted by what she saw there, so many uncivilized teens indulging in sin. She'd fix that up soon. She walked up to one of the girls and tapped her on the shoulder. But the girl remained on a man's lap and continued making out regardless. Disgusted, she pulled her out by the hair and threw her on the ground. Taking out a hair pin, she put it into the girls hair and watched her squirm.
Her tubetop quickly turned into a frumpy white collared dress shirt with a long straight skirt covering down to her ankles. Her socks became heelless flats and bracelets became cuffs that merged with her top shirt. All makeup was removed from her face and her features became a little rougher and more plain, making her incapable of ever looking sexy or provocative again. Despite the fear in her eyes, they quickly went gray and doll as her hair, wrapping itself up in a cinnamon roll bun of hair overtop the pin. She got up, brushed herself off and spoke in a monotone voice.
"Disgusting. You will all be good girls. You will comply and follow our good girl rules."
