"At least I don't wear them any more..." Thank God," her father breathed. "Your poopy diapers were even moreawful to change then..."Several more stops...interrupted the seemingly endless stream of peopleembarrassing their real and fake kids. Downstairs I saw that almost everyone of the poor littles had those awful collars on their necks. Half ofthem seemed to have leashes attached to those, and it scared me to seethe number of littles forced to crawl and keep up while their 'parents'choked them. No one around except us three kids. They waved for me to catch up, slowing a bit, more like a jog now. Again they took both my hands and we were soon at the school. They led me to the big oak tree.Breathing deep from the exertion, they whispered to me.“Take off your clothes,” Jane demanded.I stood frozen. Jane started unbuttoning her top. Lisa too. They looked at me, compelling me to follow. I unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off as they removed their tops. They had no bras on. Their small but. "Emma reached out to the sex toy bag. She pulled out a small 6" long vibrating butt plug, "if you agree to play in my trucker fantasy, this is the one that will go up into your ass," Emma said, half-serious, half-laughing."I am not gay, missy," Peter said."Having a butt plug in your ass doesn't make you gay. It is a fantasy. You are not getting fucked by a man," Emma replied.Peter was confused. He was anti-gay all his life. Now he had a chance to fuck a hot high school cheerleader and try a. I stood completely naked in front of everyone“what’s the matter prateek, it’s your turn”Ofcourse he was shy and really embarrassed.It was evident in his eyes, the anger of loss, the guilt of defeat, and the confusion of thoughts.So much that he had to ask me to leave.“at least finger my pussy first darling, just like you did to my dirty asshole” I said as I wore my panties.I couldn’t find my bra, so I wore my t-shirt without one, with my wet nipples clearly visible though the thin.