Bimbo Cheerleader and Frozen Model

"Bimbo Cheerleader," he said.

"1, 2, 3, 4, I am such a total whore!" Yang said, doing the motions of a cheer routine, making her boobs bounce with every motion. "5, 6, 7, 8, fuck me, it will be great!" she finished, having one hand on her hip, and the other stretched out over her head. She then went crimson, and then sputtered as she dropped her arms. "Why the hell did I just do that?"

"Frozen Model," he added, and she went stiff, before moving her hands behind her head to jut out her boobs, and shifting her legs so they were more spread out, a smile frozen on her face. Jaune grinned and walked up to her, cupping one of her boobs, seeing absolutely no reaction from her. He then reached down and fingered her pussy, before he then backed away again.

"Frozen Model," he said again, and she turned around and bent slightly to put her hands on her knees, sticking her ass out. He chuckled, and gave it a few slaps. "Unfreeze," he told her, and she yelped, falling to her knees.

"…okay, seriously, what's gotten into me?" she asked.

Jaune grinned and opened his mouth to speak another trigger.