With plenty of cheeks, and some cheeky girls

Michael wasn't quite sure what to expect when he got to school on Thong Thursday. He'd gone back and forth on allowing skirts at all, fearing that they were close enough to ordinary clothes that everyone would just wear those and be covered up most of the time. Ultimately, he'd decided that a school full of bare legs was better than nothing, and worst case scenario he could just order everyone to take the skirts off. He was the Female Uniform Inspector, after all.

When he showed up that morning, though, Michael was pleasantly surprised by the smorgasbord of ass that greeted him.

There were a lot of girls wearing skirts, obviously -- the cheerleaders, in particular, were wearing their short, pleated skirts -- but they were all short enough, poufy enough, and/or pulled up high enough that they bottoms of their cheeks were peeking out under the hemlines.

Michael walked up behind one of the cheerleaders - a curvy Latina named Lucy -- as she talked to her boyfriend and casually lifted her tiny skirt to reveal her fat ass. She was wearing tiny pink panties that might not have counted as a thong if anyone else had been wearing them, but Lucy's meaty cheeks swallowed them nicely.

"Hey!" Lucy shouted, trying to look over her shoulder and see who was peeping. "What the hell do you think--"

Her boyfriend put an arm on her shoulder to steady her, "Chill out, Luc. It's him."

"Oh..."

That fiery temper vanished immediately, and Lucy actually stuck her hips out to give Michael a better look. He was more than happy to take it, resting the skirt against her lower back so he could explore that booty with both hands.

"Are they small enough, sir?" Lucy asked, a little sheepishly, "They're the smallest I had."

"They'll do," he answered, bouncing her cheek with one hand while the other grabbed her underwear and pulled it up until it vanished completely inside her crack, "especially if you wear them like this. Make sure your boyfriend renews your wedgie after every class, okay?"

"I absolutely will, sir," Lucy agrees, and her boyfriend beams at him in gratitude. He must have liked her ass as much as Michael did.

There were plenty more asses to inspect, so Michael had to move on. He left her skirt flipped up, and Lucy didn't seem in any hurry to put it back. Apparently, because the FUI had put it that way, it was now as much a part of her official uniform as the wedgie.