No, not really

"As much as I want to, it's really not in the spirit of Thong Thursday," Michael sighed in concession, and his latest victim sighed in relief. "But you are going to keep these cheeks exposed for the rest of the day, and I expect you to come find me first thing next week so we can discuss your permanent dress code!"

"Y-yes sir!" the girl agreed, almost a little too eagerly. "Maybe, if you give me your number, I could text you this weekend sometime and we can discuss it even sooner?"

"You are a good girl, aren't you?" he observed, idly bouncing her hefty cheeks around. "That's a good idea."

While he recited his number for her to put in her phone, Michael stretched out the hole in this girls pants as far as it would go. It just barely made it all the way around her thick ass, and when he let go her cheeks were squeezed together nicely.

"There you go," he announced when he was done, slapping her exposed ass one last time. "Wear them like that for the rest of the day, and text me whenever for updates on your permanent uniform."

"Okay, I will!" she was beaming when she stood up again and turned around. "I can't wait.... Oh! My name's Shirley, by the way. I sit behind you in biology?"

"Oh, right! Shirley!" Michael feigned recognition.

He was always too distracted by the biology teacher's birthing hips to really notice anything or anyone else around him. Now that he looked at her, though, Shirley was pretty cute...

"I gotta go now, but I promise I'll text you later! I can't wait!"

Michael stared at Shirley's ass as she squee-ed away to class, and he suddenly realized he might have just gotten himself a date.