"Uncharted territory."

“Melvin?”

It’s been a long day of mandatory bikini for the girls. Some of them are sitting through lectures, with all the boys snickering at them and taking peeks whenever the teacher’s distracted. Some of them are eating in the cafeteria, or at tables in the campus food court. Some of them are walking to class, or hanging out with their friends on the lawn. Some of them are playing tennis, basketball or football. Some are studying in the library. And some are even swimming in the Olympic-sized Upknott College Pool.

From the top of the Science Building, Chad has a great view of the Old Quad. He can see dozens of bikini-clad girls down below on the grass. He can see into the windows of the Arts Building opposite, where dozens more bikini-clad girls are sitting through seminars from bikini-clad teachers.

“Do it,” he says.

“B-b-b-b-b-but, boss, this is uncharted territory! We’re messing with the fundamental forces of the universe here! We don’t know what will…”

“Reverse the polarity, Melvin. Now.”

“Yes, boss,” says Melvin, and pulls the lever on the machine. Instantly, the pro-bikini field currently blanketing the campus turns inside out, and once more becomes an anti-bikini field.

“EEEEEEEEEEEEK!”