Lisa enlisted her friends Naomi and Nils to help with the skit for the school’s talent show. Naomi and her grandmother fashioned the costumes. Lisa found proper attire for Nils at the local thrift store. Nils painted an oriental style tapestry for the background. And Naomi’s sunroom would be perfect for practicing.

“I love the costumes, but I’m not sure I understand the plot,” Nils said.

“That’s because it’s mostly a dance of sorts,” Lisa explained.

“Yes,” Naomi elaborated. “We are the Shogun’s nubile daughters, and you are the Imperialistic Colonialistic Capitalistic MotherFuckingistcal Pig who will subjugate us.”

“Well, anyway, as I said, I do think you did a great job with the costumes,” Nils said. “You look great in them.”

“They’re very hot,” Naomi said.

“They are hot,” Nils agreed.

“No, not sexy hot—temperature hot,” Lisa clarified.

“Well, sexy hot too,” Nils said. “But maybe I can make some adjustments so you’ll be cooler.”

After Nils made the adjustments, Naomi and Lisa admitted it was a little better.

“And even hotter,” Nils said.

“But now we’re unbalanced,” Naomi said.

“You mean because you each have only one breast bared?” Nils questioned. “But with one right and one left, I think there’s a nice symmetry going on.”

“There is,” Lisa said. “But you don’t get it; you’re the unbalanced one.”

“I am?”

Lisa and Naomi nodded.

“Don’t worry,” Lisa said. “We’ll adjust you. We’ll make you cooler.”

“And hotter,” Naomi added. Deftly she unzipped Nils’ trousers and drew out his penis and scrotal sac.”

“Much better,” Lisa declared.

“But it’s so big. How does such a penis fit?” Naomi whispered to Lisa, at the same time that Nils asked how he would subjugate them.

“You’ll see,” Lisa said.

Naomi blushed and looked away.

“Look, Naomi, he hopes to subjugate us with his phallic sword.”

“I don—” Nils started to say.

“And his phallic tongue,” Naomi put in. “I swoon!”

“My little flower, subdued by the sight of your villainous sword,” Lisa accused Nils.

“I don—” Nils tried again.

“And your villainous tongue,” the fallen Naomi offered.

“I’m just—” Nils blurted.

“Justice will be ours,” Lisa and Naomi sang together.

“He must be stripped,” Lisa decreed.

“For the sake of symmetry,” Naomi proclaimed.

“For fuck’s sake,” they concluded.

Following the subjugation, Nil’s bowtie was drenched with girl cum.