After school, at Ashton's house

(Originally posted by FrauMannelig)

Ashton and his older sister Porntramp (she would never forgive him for the prank where he changed her choker at night without her knowing) stood in the kitchen of Ashton's house, arguing to their parents.

"It's true!" Porntramp sniffed, still suffering from the slap her mother gave her when she nervously showed her the school outfit she bought at the mall right after school.

It was an ultra-tight white tank top that she had cut in half with scissors, so that her little B-cup tits were showing below the hem. She had added fingerless gloves, and cuffs, and a white sash, just like a girl in her PE class had worn. Her Mom was angry about the ruined pantyhose however. Porntramp's scissors had cleanly cut it from the legs almost up to the waistband on both sides, so that her girly bits and butt were naked below.

"Porntramp, don't you know that you look like a tramp?"

Porntramp made an apologetic face. "Yeah Mom, and I know I shouldn't encourage the boys, and I don't even like that type of music, and by God, I wish I had the courage that Easybelly had in class like that..." she said, her fiddling hands demurely clasped behind her back.

The announcement speaker from God suddenly came to life in the kitchen. "No idle wishes. You better practice that song, I can't stick always around to hand out freebies!"

"EEEEeeeek!!! The icky God has seen me like this!" Porntramp squealed, covering her pussy with her hands and ran to her room, slamming the door.

"Now what is all that about?" demanded Ashton's mother, glancing up to the speaker.

Ashton explained that he would just go to school naked tomorrow. "Our new school uniform calls for a top and pantyhose. For everyone! I'm not running around in pantyhose!"

But his mother forbid this. "You will wear your normal clothes, and so will Porntramp."

"This is a personal message from God to Pisshole Stripperhouse, living in Pantyhoseville." rumbled Jason's voice through the speaker. "If you get in the way of me and my fun with your children's school, there will be far worse consequences than just some changed names. Ashton, you also better get your uniform ready," declared God Jason, then remained quiet for the rest of the evening.

Not that he needed to say anything more. Only a minute ago, Pisshole's name had been Zinorrah Miller, and her clothes hadn't been fishnet versions of themselves. Pisshole shrieked just like Porntramp earlier, and quickly vanished in her bedroom, only to find all her clothes had changed into fishnet style.

Mr. Stripperhouse and his son Ashton looked at each other. Both shrugged. "You can't win against a god." Mr. Stripperhouse said hesitantly. "It's not too late, I can drive you to the mall for your uniform."