Jesse wants a butt plug

While thinking, Jesse absentmindedly released a wicked fart that echoed through the house. April and Jane looked at her with disgust.

"Ew, Jesse! You know your farts smell worse than mine!" Jane moaned.

"Oh, shuddup ya big baby. Mine smell great." She folded her arms, and a smile grew as an idea formed in her brain. "Although...it wouldn't hurt to not pass gas every now and then. I should really get a butt plug." That last word was terrifying, sending a shiver up April's spine.

April has a feeling she knew where this was going! She tried to run away, but was grabbed by Jesse. "Ah ah ah! You can't just leave when you have such an important duty!" She said with and evil smirk. "Sis, help me get her into shape!"

"Aye, sis!" Jane came over and began helping her squish a terrified April into a small, spherical shape that was small enough to fit. She pulls her pants down and spreads her cheeks.

"Jane, can ya help me out with this bit?" She asked.

"Okay, but if you fart in my face, I'm gonna shove something else up your booty!" She stated, slowly moving April towards her impending doom!