New Girl on the Cheer Squad chapter 3
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The New Squad Member
By Kelley Rigney
My name is Thomas Kelley Rigney. I live with my stepmother and her daughter in a
little town in east TN. My father passed away a year ago from cancer and left my
stepmother for 10 years as guardian. She was practically my mother since my
biological mother ran out on my father when I was five and then he remarried
shortly afterwards. Presently, I am 17 years of age, live with my stepmother
whom I call mother, and my stepsister named Shelly. As for our relationship, we
are a fairly close and loving family. However, like most any family, we find
ourselves in spats.
To get to the point of this story, Shelly and I were constantly at each other.
It's not that we clashed so vehemently with one another. It basically came down
to the fact that we were of the opposite gender, same age, and same house.
Ironically, most of our spats helped us grow closer. Although they seemed heated
in the beginning, they usually ended for the best. About October of this past
year Shelly and I got into an argument. Shelly and her teammates on the
cheerleading squad had discussed trying to get me to join the basketball
pep-squad. They really wanted me to be on the squad because of my gymnastic
skills.
I had been participating in gymnastics for over 10 years now. I was strong,
limber and very talented for a small-town gymnast. Since the high school didn't
have a gymnastics team, they all figured I would jump at the chance to showcase
my talents. Shelly proposed the idea to me one fateful Friday afternoon.
"No way!" I shouted back and laughing at the whole idea. "There's no way you
could get me to join the cheerleading team!" When Shelly asked why, that's when
I told her cheerleading was for girls, not for guys. I know there are male
cheerleaders, but not in small-town farming communities! A guy cheerleader would
most certainly be labeled a sissy and I had a hard enough time with being a
gymnast who had to shave his legs for competitions. I think the only reason I
was not picked on as much was because of my strength. Not many would want to
tangle with me.
Going back to the argument: Shelly blew up, almost being in tears. She really
wanted this bad. We argued back and forth for almost 30 minutes and we finally
calmed down before it was time for me to leave for the football game. In the
end, I hugged Shelly and told her that I would love to be on the team, but I
couldn't...because I was a guy. As I was leaving, Shelly said she was sorry for
getting so angry and that she would tell the others my decision tonight, which
was, no, because I was a boy.
Shelly was having a few friends over for the night. Mother had agreed to let her
have some friends over during the weekend while she was gone to her mother's.
She had left early Friday morning and wouldn't be returning until Monday
morning. I kind of liked the idea of being alone in the house for a weekend with
five beautiful girls, all of which are on the basketball pep-squad. Even if one
of them were my stepsister, it would still be great.
When I arrived at the stadium, it was pouring down rain. As much as I wanted to
stay and watch some football, I wasn't going to sit in the heavy rain and watch
our football team loose miserably to the number 1 team in the state. I decided
to go home. At least there I could be in the house with Shelly's friends. When
pulling up to the house, I noticed that all the lights were off. I swear I saw
the lights on when I drove by on the road to pull into our neighborhood. All of
Shelly's friends' cars were parked in the drive so I knew that they were home.
Wondering what was going on, and partially thinking that the electricity had
gone off, or that they were playing a trick on me, I entered the darkened house
slowly. I hollered for someone, but no one answered. All of a sudden the door
slammed shut and I was tackled by at least three people! Struggling, I was no
match to the three girls who were holding me down, and the two who were tying me
up. Once restrained on the floor of our den, the lights came on and my sister
and a host of her cheerleading friends smiling and laughing surrounded me. I was
laid on my side in the middle of the den tightly hog-tied.
Shelly walked over to me saying, "I tried to get you to join the Cheerleading
team the easy way, but now I guess you leave us no choice but to introduce you
to the squad by our way."
"What do you mean, Shelly?" I asked with slight bit of anger. Shelly bent down
next to me and said, "Let's just say, I'm taking you up on your word...KELLEY."
Next thing I know, my clothes were being cut away. I couldn't fight back because
I was tied up and when I tried to say something to make them stop, Jan stuffed a
pair of panties into my mouth and tied it with a black garter belt. In just a
few minutes, I was stripped down naked in front of 5 beautiful girls and the
only thing covering me was a pink fluffy towel that Nikki threw over me after
stripping me of my boxer shorts. I was soon blindfolded with a nylon scarf and
pulled up on my knees. Somebody took the towel and wrapped it around my chest,
letting it hang down over my privates and buttocks.
They tied the blindfold so tight that I couldn't see anything. The rope holding
my tied wrists to my tied ankles was released and I was told to stand up. Not
relenting to do so, Shelly told me that if I didn't do as they said they would
drive me down town and leave me tied to a street lamp naked. I knew Shelly
wouldn't seriously do that, but I finally gave in and stood up. Shelly began
pacing around me explaining the rules...
"All right, Kelley, tonight is your initiation to the cheerleading squad. If you
choose not to do as we ask, you will receive the punishment of being stranded
naked tied to the street lamp in down town. If at anytime during the process of
this initiation, you refuse to obey, we will not remove any of the initiation
process, we will leave you tied to the street lamp as you are. In other words,
if through the process we get to the point of something like putting you in
panties and bra and then you decide to disobey, you will be left tied to the
street-lamp wearing those articles. On the bright side, you will receive reward
for every step of the initiation by someone among us, but we will decide what
and how. Kelley, this will be as much fun for you as it will for us, so don't
try and make this hard. And whatever occurs, don't say a word! You have to
remain silent, no matter what we do...understand?"
I agreed, Shelly said, "SMILE!" and I heard what sounded like my digital camera
go off. As I was standing I felt a hand tie a ribbon around my penis. Whoever it
was, wrapped it patiently under the head and around the neck of my penis. As the
person was wrapping the ribbon, she began to fondle me bringing quick attention
to my penis. As much as I could tell, it must have been Jan or Candy. Either
way, all of the girls noticed my reaction. I was given a slight tug on the penis
and I knew that I had to follow. Somebody grabbed my arm to keep me from falling
and walked beside me as we walked down the hall and to the left.
It must be Shelly's room. Hers is on the left and I could tell by the smell when
we entered the room. I was made to sit on the bed while I felt wet brushes
smooth over my toenails. The girls were painting my toenails! But I didn't dare
move or resist. While they were painting, someone grabbed my penis with a tight
hold and started to stroke it. I was getting pleasure from the handjob, which
stimulated a response to the subtle brush against my toenails.
"We'll let those dry for a minute or two" I heard Nikki say as she stopped
brushing. I was still receiving the hand job when finally I came to a climax and
the girl quickly dropped to the ground and wrapped her lips around my spitting
cock! I unloaded an incredible amount of sperm and the heard the girl swallowed
it all! Who was this person? I wish I knew! But the person remained silent.
After sitting for a few minutes and being cleaned by the person who got me off,
the rest of the girls entered the room. I heard the digital camera go off a few
times and then I was told to stand up and hold out my right foot. I felt a sock
and then a shoe being placed on my foot.
Next I was told to lift the left foot. A sock and shoe were placed on that foot
as well. The shoes were very comfortable and fit well. They had to be a pair of
Cindy's shoes, because she was the only one who had feet close to my size. I was
wondering what they looked like. My only guess is that they were some type of
sneaker. I heard the camera go off again a few times. I was led by the ribbon
penis-leash back into the den where I was tied to a chair. Two of the girls
untied my wrists and then retied them separately to the arms of the chair in
which I was now sitting. I began feeling the same motion and feeling on the
nails of my fingers as I experienced on my toes. They were painting my
fingernails!
This time, my reaction was to want to jerk my hands away, but then I felt a hand
wrap itself around my penis again, but this time, there was a silky garment
wrapped around my penis and enclosed by the hand. Once more, while Nikki painted
my nails I was getting a handjob by another and it was with a pair of panties
this time! The same thing happened again. When my nails were finished I
climaxed and was finished off with a blowjob. And again, after a few moments, a
clean up, and pictures taken, I was made to stand up.
My arms were released from the chair and two girls held them up above my head.
The towel was moved down away from my bare chest and I felt a tight stretching
garment being placed over my head. When they settled it around my chest I could
only guess that it was a sports' bra. That was evidently what it was because it
was soon filled with what I assumed to be fake breasts. My wrists were tied
together behind my back again and Shelly requested that some more pictures be
taken. I was then led by the ribbon through the garage and into my mother's
beauty shop where I was told to sit in the swivel chair. My shoulder length hair
was combed, teased, and then washed. After towel drying, I felt hot curlers
being placed in my hair and then sprayed. The camera started going off again.
I was escorted to a dryer and heard the girls leave except for one. I didn't
know who this was, but I soon heard her lay down in the floor in front of the
dryer. She lifted her feet up under the towel and into my crotch. She started
fondling my penis with her feet, and caressing it with her toes. Rubbing my
penis between the soft arches of her feet I was brought to yet another climax. I
shot my load this time on to her feet. Afterwards she removed the panty-gag,
lifted her feet up to my mouth and made me lick her feet clean, making sure to
suck on each toe and cleaning the space between them of my own juices.
When the dryer clicked off, the girls entered as I still sucking on the girl's
toes. Somebody replaced the gag, I was brought back over to the swivel chair and
the curlers were removed from my hair. I felt my hair being pulled back into a
ponytail and tied by an assortment of ribbons. Pictures went off all around me
and I started hearing gushes of breath coming form some of the girls. I think I
heard a silent, "Looks cute," come from somebody. After a few shots of spritz, I
was brought back into the den. My ankles were untied and some panties were slid
up my legs. They were different feeling than say a silk, satin, or cotton panty,
and they were more full than a normal panty.
Tucking my penis between my leg and yanking the ribbon up through my crack, the
panties were pulled up around my waist. As usual, pictures were being taken
through the entire process. I was pulled over what seemed to be another garment
on the floor. With my legs together inside of it, it was pulled up and around my
legs and waist. It had to be a skirt, but not any skirt. It was made of a heavy
polyester material and contained many pleats. It was zipped up and buttoned from
the back. My suspicions were correct. The girls were dressing me up as a girl
cheerleader! For some reason, my penis made an immediate reaction, struggling
against the panties, or probably what were bloomers. The camera shot off some
more pics. I was pulled to the floor where I laid on my back as someone
straddled me placing her soft mound of fleshly breasts in my face. The girl that
was left with me this time had me suck on her breasts as she evidently fingered
herself.
She rocked and moaned. She dug her breast into my face, trying to make me
swallow as much as possible. She finally climaxed, and I desperately wanted to
join her! When she finished the other girls came back to where we were, lifted
up my skirt and took some pictures. My penis had hardened so much that it had
released itself from between my legs and was straining against the bloomer
fabric.
I heard Jan say, "I think someone is enjoying being initiated!" She got down
close and rubbed my penis through the fabric bringing me even closer to
ejaculation. I heard her say, "That's nice, we needed just a little wet spot for
the picture and she stopped, leaving me with nothing but precum. I was
completely released from my bonds this time and warned not to remove my
blindfold. A shirt-like substance was placed on me and zipped from the back. It
was made from the same material as the skirt and had to be the matching shell.
It fit kind of snug against my chest because of the breast that I was given. It
was a sleeveless shell, and was cut short. I could feel a slight breeze around
my belly button area.
After pictures were taken, I was ordered to lick one of the girls until she
orgasmed. All left except the appointed girl. She pushed me to the ground and
made me roll over on my back. She straddled me, removed my gag, and rode my face
until she was satisfied. I wish I could know who all was doing these things to
me. I knew it was one of the four girls Shelly had invited, but didn't know who
did what and when. I wish there was even a way I could brag about this to my
friends, but there is no way I could tell the entire story to them. The girl got
off of me and washed my face.
When cleaned up, I was led back to the beauty shop. A drape was placed over my
body. Shelly told me that they were going to put makeup on me and that they
didn't want me to see anything that they had done when they removed the blind
fold. I was warned that if I tried to talk, I would be wearing the gag all night
long, so I remained silent. When the blindfold was removed, it was like seeing
light for the first time. I squinted as I saw Candy and Cindy coming at me with
brushes, sponges, lipstick and such. They put on the whole makeup works and
finished it off with clip on earrings, a necklace, and some bracelets. I tried
to look in the mirrors, but they had covered them with sheets.
Every step of putting on the make up, Jan was taking pictures. Shelly reached
over, grabbed my hand and said, "Well Kelley, I think we are finished with our
newest member of the cheerleading team. Close your eyes and we'll take you into
mother's bedroom mirrors so you can meet you new alter ego." I was walked into
our mother's room and stood in front of her full-length mirror and told to open
my eyes. Even though I wasn't suppose to talk, I wouldn't have been able to say
anything. I was staring at a beautiful cheerleader. There I stood! A feminized
boy now cheerleader girl.
I had red, white, and blue ribbons tied in my hair. My hair that was pulled up
into a ponytail cascaded down from the tied ribbons in flowing curls and I
believe whoever did my hair put highlights in it as well. Attached to my ears
were dangling gold earrings. As I felt my hair, I could see the frost color of
my fingernails glisten in the light. Encasing my body was a navy blue
cheerleading uniform with red and white stripes. It was the new high school
uniform. On the front was the name of the school. It was cut in a 'v' at the
neck and an upside down 'v' at the waist showing off my stomach.
The skirt from the uniform matched the shell. It was arrayed with an abundance
of pleats and was cut to about mid thigh. Shelly pulled my skirt up and I saw
that I had on a pair of navy blue cheerleading bloomers. I also looked inside
the shell to see a sports bra supporting what Shelly said was probably a B cup
size. Panning down my body, my shaved legs never looked so sensuous being
wrapped by a skirt and finished off with cheerleading sock and shoes. Around my
ankles were long white scrunched down tube socks that had blue stripes around
the top. Last of all, on my feet was a pair of Asics classic cheerleading shoes.
They had the National Cheerleaders' Association logo sewn on the tongue and on
the sides were the Asics logo making stripes that were blue in color.
I was a perfect vision of teenage idolatry and definitely felt that way when the
girls started worshipping the way I looked. Shelly came up to me and gave me a
great big hug and told me, "What do you think Kelley?"
"I don't know what to say," I replied, "I look awesome!" The girls cheered and
suggested that I pose for some pictures. Shelly told me that the initiation
would be all weekend long, and that I was supposed to continue to obey to their
wishes, which also meant posing for pictures. I asked to speak to Shelly alone.
When the other girls left I told her that she wouldn't have to force me anymore
because I would resign to be Kelley for the weekend. I told her that the
initiation had actually been fun and that we might as well enjoy the rest of it.
Shelly interrupted and said, "Kelley, that's good that you want to remain
`Kelley' for the weekend, but the initiation is still on. You still have to obey
us." I nodded my head in agreement and then asked her if she would tell me with
whom I had experienced all of the sexual encounters. Shelly said, "I'll tell you
some time, but not while the other girls are here." I also asked about the
pictures and Shelly told me not to worry because they were just for reminiscing
after the weekend.
Shelly said she would tell the girls about me agreeing to be Kelley for the
weekend and she took me by the arm into the room where all the others were.
"Girls," Shelly said, "Thomas has agreed to be Kelley all weekend long and to
continue to obey us through every step of the initiation." When they were told
this, they jumped, cheered, and hugged me. "Let's get some more pictures!" some
urged. I was escorted into the back yard where Shelly, Nikki, Cindy and Candy
taught me some cheers and routines while Jan took pictures of me dancing,
tumbling, cheering, and posing as Ms. Kelley Rigney...CHEERLEADER.
During the "photoshoot" the girls couldn't get over all of the gymnastic moves I
did. They ooed and aawed over all of the tumbling that I was doing. They asked
me if I could teach them. I told them that I would some day, but we didn't have
the right equipment here to train. Shelly responded, "Someday? Does that mean
that you will join the team?"
I looked up at Shelly and the very attentive girls and said, "Don't I LOOK like
I belong on the team? Of course I'll join, but on one condition. Thomas cheers,
but Kelley must remain a weekend secret-friend/cheerleader. If Kelley
publicly cheers it will be when she is ready." They all agreed, and we went
inside to celebrate. I stayed in uniform most of the night relishing in my new
status and ego...KELLEY RIGNEY...CHEERLEADER!
The weekend to be continued...
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