Cheerleader outfit

Kim picked hastily, not wanting to expose her bra and panties for a moment longer.

"The cheerleader outfit," she mumbles.

" The cheerleader outfit! A good choice indeed," Drone yells. It grabs the outfit from the wardrobe and hands it to Kim.

The pinkish-red pleated miniskirt goes to mid-thigh, made of a soft and airy material. It bounces up with every step Kim takes, threatening to expose her pink panties underneath.

The pastel pink sports crop top is skintight and she struggles to pull it down her B-cup breasts. At last, the top contains her perky boobs. It hugged her figure, accentuating the delicate lines of her athletic body, glistening slightly with the sheen of her recent exertion. The top was just as thin and already the cold air revealed her hardening nipples.

Kim was glad for her workouts as her toned stomach is left uncovered. The drone also tied her hair into high twin-tails, bouncing along with her cheer skirt.

"You must take the pom poms too," the drone ordered.

Kim sighed. The glittery pom poms instantly indicated that her outfit is not merely a sports attire, but a fetish-imbued cheer attire. They had bells hidden in them, tinkling with every step. Cheerleaders are the center of attention and there is no hiding it for Kim. Not that anyone would have missed a chance to watch Kim trying - - and failing - to pull down her miniskirt and not expose her skimpy panties.

There she stood, the embodiment of temptation in pink—a color that was both innocent and provocatively playful.

Feeling only slightly more dressed, Kim headed to the games area.