Cheer Tryouts

The former tomboys all gathered in a line decked out in their cute, pleated, mid-thigh cheer skirts with very large hot pink, sparkly bows in their hair and uniforms that were also hot pink and said “TEAM GIRLY” on the front. Many of these women were blushing profusely at their current state. They used to pride themselves on their disregard for anything remotely girly and feminine and now they each looked like the epitome of a ditzy cheerleader.

Each of the cheerleaders stood in a line facing the few tomboys that had decided not to tryout for the cheerleader team. The women trying out were given an hour to change into their outfit and memorize a 5 minute dance and cheer routine. They would be evaluated by the cheer team coach, an NFL cheerleader, on how they present themselves as well as on their performance and would be required to act like a ditzy and extremely peppy cheerleader if they wanted on this team and the monetary reward that came with it.

When the Spice Girls song turned on, the women began the routine by bending over and shaking their butts to the best of their ability. Bonus points were awarded to the girls who showed off their sparkly cheer underwear the most. The coach walked down the line and would eliminate women from consideration who would mess up or were not giving an adequate amount of effort. Once eliminated, the girls were required to remain in their outfits and sit on the floor in front of the remaining dancers and if they wanted to try out for another team.

There were 10 girls remaining when the routine ended. The cheer coach went on to tell these 10 remaining women that she would need to get to know them better if she was going to choose 5 of them to put together her team.

“Let’s start with introductions! First, we will have each of you curtsey to me and tell me your name and what you love most about cheerleading. Remember that I will be putting a lot of weight on your response, how enthusiastic you are, and if you seem to be a good fit for this team.”

The girls reluctantly began these introductions. Most of the girls would give a somewhat half-hearted curtsey and then introduce themselves by saying their name and that they wanted to be on the cheer team because they liked sports or because it was fun. A couple said that they wanted to look hot in their cheer outfits. However, there was one young woman who gave a very elegant, yet demure, curtsey before introducing herself as Taylor. Then, she proceeded to wiggle her butt and giggle and say, “I can’t wait to shake my booty for hot guys in this super cute outfit!!”

“Now that’s more like it!” said the coach. “Go shake your booty in front of that stud over there and you’re on the team, Taylor.” The coach pointed to a muscular man walking through the door. Blushing beet red, Taylor, who was a former elite point guard herself in basketball and played in college, recognized the guy as Nick Carson, the Star of the men’s team at her college and someone she considered to be a rival in college when she played because he, as a man, would receive more attention than she would on the women’s team. As a result, she had always had a chip on her shoulder when it came to male-female inequity in athletics. Nevertheless, as Nick approached her she turned around, bent over, and began shaking her booty right in front of him.

Taylor had once been a proud female athlete who had looked down on the boy-crazy and girly cheerleaders while in high school and college. She never had understood the appeal of the cheerleading life, but now here she was humiliating herself in front of a former disliked male colleague of hers and showing off her sparkly panties while all dolled up in an embarrassing cheer outfit. Her family had run into financial trouble and she was attempting to pursue grad school but she no longer could rely on an athletic scholarship since her basketball career was over. When she first heard of this so-called Tomboy pageant and was made aware of the potential prize, she thought that this was her chance to earn enough money to get herself through grad school and decided to go all out. She had considered herself to be exactly what they were looking for: a tomboy in every sense of the word. Now that they would not be evaluating her on her tomboy-ness, she decided to swallow her pride and go all in on the cheerleader act since, as a former athlete, she at least was familiar with cheerleading.

She shook her sparkly panties and tight ass at him for 5 minutes in total before being told she could stop. Nick gave her a firm slap on her butt when she finished and Taylor let out a high-pitched squeal of surprise and embarrassment.

“What do you think, Nick? Does she deserve to be on the team?”

“I think she does but she needs to learn the ropes. That’s why she needs to be on the basketball cheer squad for my team. In fact, it would be nice to get a good luck butt slap before each of my games.”

“Good point,” said the coach. “Taylor, you are on the cheer team for this pageant, but, for the duration of the pageant, you will also cheer on the men’s basketball cheer squad at your college and let Nick slap your butt for good luck before every game.”

Taylor modded her head in assent looking ashamed of herself.

“Now onto the rest of you girls?”