Karyn and Jen sneaked past some girls making out, their outfits squeaking and filling the room with delicious latex sounds. Both girls felt their breasts expand a little.
They found that there weren't enough chairs in the room for the two, so Jen pushed Karyn onto one and then sat down on the blonde's lap.
"Gosh, I love you, Karyn" Jen said.
Karyn giggled and the two started making out.
"Oh em gee! Karyn, Jen, where have you been? I was so worried! And why are you two not wearing your leashes!?" The two heard suddenly.
They turned and both frowned. Sarah MacMillan sat on a chair, her cheerleader uniform shiny under the white light of the classroom. Her skirt was barely a belt that his the thing bikini in shiny red. Her legs stockinged, her gloves shoulder length, and her breasts barely covered in a string bikini top. Around her neck was a collar with the word "Cheer Mistress".
"Leashes?" Jen cocked her head. That voice wa so a shrill that it made something like vile bubble inside her. Jen's breasts stopped expanding.
"Gosh, and are your boobs bigger? How!?"
Karyn and Jen shared a look. Of course, they had wished those wished for breasts that expanded, but never actually asked them to be normal. And what was this business about leashes?
"Mistress, I think these two think they're too good to be your slaves," a cute dark skinned girl said. She was kneeling on a cushion on the floor, her cheer uniform more conservative but in similar style to Sarah's. Jen thought that them being more covered added to the sense of their submission. Around three girls' necks,, their collars read "Cheerslave".
Sarah petted the girl - Loretta, as Karyn recalled - and frowned at the two.
"This won't do. Not after all the years I've taken care or you two!" Her eyes were red, Jen noticed.
"Shit, a scene is incoming," Jen whispered to Karyn.
"Yeah," Karyn whispered.
Jen suddenly frowned at her girlfriend. Karyn's boobs had expanded a little at that!
