"Well, Jerry, I don't think we have to do what you want all the time", said a vexed Sam.
"Yeah, you don't own our asses, Jerry", Clover added.
"Oh, girls, I would never suggest such a thing..." Jerry says with a warm smile. Jerry taps a switch on a remote tucked into his trouser pocket.
Sam, Clover, and Alex feel buzzing in their panties, Alex giggles, Sam is confused, "w-what?!", Clover smiles, "feels gooood", she coos.
In moments the girls are squirming and groaning, arching their backs and whimpering. Sam tries to unzip her tight WOOHP costume but Jerry pushes another button that makes the outfit zip itself up whenever Sam isn't unzipping it, making her efforts to get to the vibrating panties futile.
"Oh, girls, I don't own your asses", Jerry said as he patted Alex's head while she grunted and groaned, her face in a dumb sexual stupor.
