Barbie and Brittany get to the stadium

You and Brittany cruise down the road toward the football game. Brittany turns to you and says gleefully, "Did you see the way my neighbors checked you out? You are hot, girlfriend! Whoo hoo!"

You don't respond. You can't. Brittany has ordered you to remain quiet.and still. Inside, however, you're having mixed emotions. The thought of wearing dresses and skirts and being this woman's plaything is appealing, in a way. At the same time, however, you have no control over what is happening. Will you spend the rest of your life this way?

The football stadium comes into view. You are concerned about whether you'll be any good at cheerleading. You can't seem to be able to think of any cheer routines. Apparently, no cheerleading memories have been implanted in your brain. What will happen when you go down on the field? Will you know what to do then?

The convertible pulls into the stadium parking lot. After finding a parking space, Brittany gets out of the car and walks around to your door. She unfastens your seat belt. "Stand up and follow me, Barbie!" she exclaims. "You have to cheer your team on to victory!"

Whoa! All of a sudden, your body is in a huge rush to get into the stadium. You feel yourself practically jump from the car seat and take off running, your petticoats bouncing wildly as you hurry toward the stadium gate. Brittany chases after you, giggling.

You bolt through the stadium gate, unable to stop or even slow yourself down. You are surprised to find that no one is at the entrance selling tickets, and there are no fans walking into or out of the stadium. "There's a football game going on, and no one's here to watch it?" you wonder.

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