Newest Member of the Cheer Squad!

Brimming with anticipation, Emily stepped into the cheerleader's locker room. Her heart pounded in her chest, her stomach filled with butterflies. She had just made the cheerleading team, a dream she had harbored since she was a little girl. She was eager to meet her teammates, to start practicing, to be a part of something she had admired for so long.

As she pushed open the locker room door, however, she was met with a sight that instantly pushed that thought from her mind, a shot of adrenaline shooting through her body. The team captain, a stunning blonde named Tiffany, was on her knees in front of the coach, her mouth burying his manhood. She bobbed her head back and forth with vigor, her bright blue eyes shining as she stared up at the man. Emily's cheeks burned with shock, a sudden fight or flight response building within her.

She turned to leave, but a voice stopped her. "Emily," the coach called, his voice sounding oddly casual. "Don't be shy. Come join us."

Emily froze, her heart pounding in her chest. She was just a girl from the country, her brother had always told her stories of things being more *crude* in the bigger cities, and especially bigger colleges, but this... she didn't even know what to make of it. "Emily," he said again, his voice low and seductive. "Don't you want to be a part of the team?"

Before Emily could respond, the coach was already walking towards her. Tiffany watched on with a dull smile, rubbing her pussy playfully. The man reached into his pocket, pulling out a small, pink bottle. Without hesitation he spritzed Emily with the substance, suddenly a sweet scent filled her senses. Emily gasped, "Is that... perfume...?"

Emily coughed, and tried to blink rapidly to fight the blurring of her vision. All of a sudden her mind felt far away, her concern moving far away along with it. Soon her body began to change, her breasts growing larger, her waist cinching in, her hips widening. Her uniform strained against her new figure, her ample cleavage spilling out. The new empty space in her mind filled with thoughts of pleasure and desire, her body aching with a new need. She instinctively reached between her legs, until she was momentarily able to look past the coach to Tiffany. The team captain spasmed on the ground as she came, her manicured nails digging into her wet folds.

The sight was very alluring to Emily, the perfume made sure of that. But at the same time, she knew this was wrong. The coach put his hand on her head and smirked. "There, how are we feeling now?"

"N-no..." Was all Emily was able to get out. The coach frowned, before immediately spraying her again.

This time she didn't resist. Emily moaned as all thoughts of modesty evaporated in her mind. She gave in to the effects of the perfume, her mind going blank, and her desire skyrocketing.

"Coach," she moaned, her body swaying. "I... I need you."

The coach grinned, his eyes dark with desire. "That's my girl," he said, his voice low and seductive. "Now, why don't you show me how much you want to be a part of the team?"

Emily nodded. She moved towards the coach, her wide hips bouncing from side to side with each step. She dropped to her knees, her hands reaching for the coach's cock. She took him into her mouth, her lips wrapping around her prize.

The coach groaned, his hands gripping Emily's hair. "That's it, Emily," he groaned, his hips thrusting into Emily's mouth. "You're a natural."

Emily moaned, the taste intoxicating. She could feel his climax building as his cock twitched in her mouth, her body tightening in anticipation. And then, with a final, hard thrust, he came, her body shaking with pleasure as the warmth of her reward moving down her throat.

The coach pulled out of Emily's mouth, a look of satisfaction on his face. "Welcome to the team, slut."

Emily grinned, "Thank you, coach," she said, her voice soft and satisfied. "I... I can't wait to do it again."

Early in the morning Rose strode across the campus, her backpack slung over one shoulder. She was on her way to class, her mind filled with thoughts of the upcoming exam. Having crammed for the whole thing this past week, she went over everything in her head. She adjusted her hair, moving her crimson locks out of her leather jacket. "I really need to get it cut..."Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of her, blocking her path. Emily, The newest cheerleader. She was dressed in the school's standard skimpy cheerleading uniform, her ample cleavage on full display. "Hiii!" she said enthusiastically. "Have you ever thought about joining the cheerleading team?"

Rose raised an eyebrow, her gaze flicking over Emily's body. "Why would I want to do that?" she asked, her voice filled with skepticism.

Emily shrugged, her body swaying back and forth innocently. "It's like, a lot of fun," Suddenly her voice lowered, a seductive lilt in her voice. "And the perks are totally worth it~"

Rose scoffed, her eyes rolling. "I'm not interested, you can go bother some other airhead to join your slut squad." she said, her voice filled with disdain.

Emily just grinned, handing Rose a flyer. "Just think about it, you'd totally fit right in~" She giggled before walking off, eyes set on the next girl that walks by.

Rose took the flyer, her eyes scanning over it for a moment before crumpling it up and shoving it in her pocket. She's been here a year now and it seems like every new member of that team is just another carbon copy whore. It did seem a bit odd, but it's not like there was a shortage of those around her. Every day it felt like she was being outnumbered... "I can't wait to leave this place."

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