Title: Cheercamp
Gregory Michelson
Chapter 2
* * *“Oh God, I feel like we’re being sucked back into high school,” Doris said.
“Way too much energy.” Mandy nodded.
Kyoko shook her head. She was the smallest of the cheerleaders, which meant she got to the top of the pyramid, but she had to it they were right. The girl was bouncing around like she ed from before she’d gone to colege. She—
“Okay!” the woman said, her eyes bright and happy. “I know you can’t do a routine, not in the van, but give us a cheer! Yay!”
“Yah.” Mandy said. Doris did a little twirly motion with her finger.
“Oh, I know you’re not that happy, since we’re in a van but… Just look at these happy cheerleaders and you may meet some!” Suddenly the screen started flashing, almost too fast to keep track of. Cheer teams from the UC campuses, ones from junior colleges, others that Kyoko didn’t recognize.
Doris shook her head and then blinked. “Wow, they don’t keep up with the news.”
“What?”
“Green Valley—their whole team quit, dropped out, along with their coaches. Too bad, they were about to make regional’s.”
“They just dropped out? Why?” Kyoko asked. I can see quitting the team, but dropping out? And the coaches? Getting a good job at a school, especially coaching was the kind of thing a lot of people dreamed of, since it gave you job security…
“Dunno,” Doris said. “I heard some rumors that some of them showed up and they were…” she made cupping gestures in front of her breasts. “Bigger.”
“They got boob jobs?” Mandy shook her head. “Okay, one, why would you, and two why were they quitting! Half the point of big boobs is to get the guys looking at you. And you can’t do that if you quit.”
“Dunno.” Doris shook her head. “I—”
“Now that we’re finished gossiping,’ the girl on the screens said. “It’s time to talk about what a cheerleader is because you can’t be a great cheerleader if you don’t know what you’re trying to be.”
“Oh god, it’s a self-help program,” Maria said. “Turn it off!”
“And just sit here in silence?” Doris asked.
“We could talk among ourselv—“ Mandy paused. “Right, keep it on. I don’t wanna hear about Kyoko’s boyfriend woes.”
“Hey!” Kyoko said. Just because you’re got more superstructure than I do…
“So, let’s think of what you are trying to do when you’re out on the field, jumping and jiggling.”
“Okay, that’s not from high school.” Kyoko said, but then her screen flashed. Once, twice, three times. The other screens were doing the same thing.
“Is it broken?” Mandy asked.
“Now here we are!” the cheerleader said, but now she was standing in front of a black void, strange, flashing patterns on it. “Don’t worry about the patterns. In fact, don’t look at them!” she said with a smile.
Dammit Kyoko thought. She had to say that, because now she couldn’t stop looking at the patterns.
“So, if you’re a cheerleader,what do you do?” She asked, and now there was an odd buzzing, irritating, but sort of…in time with the patterns.
Kyoko tried to look away,but they dragged her eyes back.
“Well?” The patterns pulsed.
Kyoko’s mind went blank for a moment. But she needed to answer the question. If she didn’t—the screen pulsed again. She shook her head and sighed. “To cheer the team, of course.”
“Yeah,” Mandy said, sounding a little out of it. “You know, team spirit.” Doris and Maria nodded, but then blushed and provided their own answers.
“That’s good!” the chirpy voice said, and Kyoko suddenly wondered why they hadn’t told them her name. “But is that the only reason? After all, we go out there and bounce and dance and jiggle!”
She jumped up and down at that, the patterns pulsing in time with her bouncing, and Kyoko suddenly blinked.
Are her boobs bigger?
No, it was just some trick of the light.
“No?” Mandy said. “That’s—“
“Come on,” Mandy’s screen pulsed and so did the other girls’s screens, the pattern pulsing on each one. “Let’s be honest…”
She jumped again. Jump, jump, jump. Jiggle, jiggle.
“Well, it’s nice that guys watch us…” Kyoko said. And for some reason she ed the last game, only now how some of the guys were focusing on her, focusing on them, watching as the cheer squad went through their routine, the wind blowing their skirts up. Guys trying to get a look… or watching as their tits bounced. Well, Mandy’s. Kyoko wasn’t that big.
“Yeah, they’re always…” Doris’ voice trailed off. “Watching us.”
It’s kind of hot. Kyoko blinked at the odd thought, but then the screen pulsed again. Pulse, jump, pulse, jump.
“Great!” the girl said and then she stopped, turning around, putting one hand on her firm ass, before she spun back around to look at Kyoko. It was sort of hard to figure out what she looked like, exactly. Whenever Kyoko focused on her face, it seemed to shift. Sometimes it looked like Doris, sometimes it looked like Mandy, sometimes it looked like…
Kyoko.
She licked her lips. She couldn’t stop thinking about the guys watching her.
“That’s right!” she said, her voice chirpy. “You do this because you like the say guys look at you. You like to think about it, don’t you, getting some guy horny. Have you ever wondered if they got hard watching you, or maybe they’d jack off in the stands, figuring that nobody would notice?”
“Ew, that’s…” Mandy’s voice trailed off.
“That’s…” Hot. Kyoko knew it’d be gross, but even so, some big guy, maybe some hot college student, or an older guy, maybe a little gray, but still muscled, unzipping his fly while everyone else was cheering… And then his cock would come out, thick, hard, and just.. Pulsing. She pressed her legs together. How many guys had masturbated to her… She should be annoyed, but even so, it was just… a turn on.
“And that’s what you’re doing your routine for, to make those guys hot, hard and ready!” The woman on the screen said. The patterns pulsed, the woman smiled and gyrated, and then… Kyoko found herself smiling at the image.
I bet they do it when we’re practicing. After all the college practice field was visible from the dorms, so maybe there were guys in there, watching them while they methodically jerked off…
“And now, we’re gonna talk about what a cheerleader really needs to do!”
The van was silent, Kyoko and her friends listening.
After all, they were cheerleaders and they had to learn what to do…
Kyoko licked her lips. Especially if it’d get more guys jerking off to her…
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