Diana Prince: Gotham University Cheerleader

She told herself it would be fine. It was just the girls tonight, not the whole cheer squad. Diana was getting together with Helena, Val and Meera to practice their routines. She would make up an excuse about it being laundry day and move on. As soon as she arrived she knew that plan wasn’t going to work.

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"Oh goddess- why do these sting so much?!" Diana blurted as the needle prick pinching her sensitive nipples derailed her thoughts. Her eyes squeezed shut in discomfort,.

Diana missed the vibrating, multicolored strobing lights from the Diva Industries nipple stickers. Supple Amazonian princess tits jiggled wildly as Helena, Meera, & Val stood immobile. The multicolored lights reflected in the blank glazed eyes of the off-duty superheroines. Veronica Cale's experimental stickers did in moments what the Legion of Doom failed to do, seamlessly remake superheroine personalities. Manic leering grins appeared on the slightly drooling mouths of the suddenly horny overdrive Gotham University cheerleaders...

“Damn! You borrow your sisters shorts or something,” Val laughed. Diana's wide curves popped side to side as she walked heel to toe with her hands on her hips. Stopping in front of the other girls, Diana flipped her hair out out of her face. Flexing her ass cheeks and thighs, she felt the tight fabric of her bottoms push more deeply into the sweaty valley between her butt cheeks.

“What? It’s laundry day,” Diana said, trying to act casual. she blushed despite herself as her friends stared, feeling as exposed as if she’d been naked. “Uh!” she couldn’t hold back a gasp when Meera reached out and gave her ass a swat, a strange thrill running through her at the sound of her friend’s laughing.

“Look at that jiggle!” Meera. “I always knew you had a nice big ass, but that’s a work of art!”

Flustered Diana felt her cheeks heat as she watched her friend sensually rubbing her femme cock through her workout bottoms. Jogging onto the field Diana's bouncing bubble butt felt hot and tingly. The motion **** the boyshorts to ride down, exposing the top third of her expansive new globes and the beginning of the deep rift between them for everyone to see.

"Diana you look way too horny to concentrate on the cheer routines." Meera bluntly told her.

Diana looked back at Helena and Val but knew she’d get no help or sympathy from her other two friends. She’d react the same way if she’d been in their position. With a frustrated grunt she trotted over to the fieldhouse.

“Maybe Veronica is right?" Diana worried out loud. "Maybe I really am just a uncontrollably horny slut...”

The constant shifting of her bare cheeks against the clinging mesh of her boyshorts wasn’t helping, nor was the warm breeze wafting against the exposed tops of her globes. Diana was starting to worry that the issue wasn’t her boyshorts riding down as much as it was her ass continuing to outgrow them, but she told herself that was impossible.

“You good in here?” Helena called into the fieldhouse.

Diana didn’t know why her stomach fluttered when she looked up to see Helena’s cute face grinning at her from the doorway. “Yeah, I just need a minute. Helena, I don’t know what’s up with me today…”

Laughing, Helena reached forward sliding her small hand down the back of Diana’s boyshorts. The cheerleader's strong fingers gripped Diana's pillowy butt globe. Diana moaned as Helena pulled her into an enthusiastic embrace. Squeezing and kneading Diana's plump cheeks, Helena teased her friend's cute little butthole.

“Nice and tight,” the cheerleader purred. Helena's dominant handling, was melting any resistance Diana had left.

“Y-Y-es….yes!” Diana cried, burying the fragrant valley Helena’s tits.

The trim young cheerleader had never been starving or dying of thirst before, but she imagined the sensations were similar. Diana didn’t even stop to think about it as she urgently tugged Helena’s boyshorts and electric blue jockstrap down in one motion. Sucking her friend, and fellow superheroine's femme cock into her mouth. Diana had never felt so **** to give anyone a blowjob.

The fragrant scent of Helena’s dripping pussy sank into Diana's body as her newly acquired cheerleader based desire to pleasure every woman around her was unlocked. Her fully erect nipples blazed like lightning from inside the Diva Industries patches imprisoning them. If Diana hadn't been totally focues on pleasing the woman in front of her, she might have noticed the strange Diva Industries tech flashing and strobing multicolored patterns as her very sensitive nipples were seemingly squeezed and pulled.

Diana started trembling again, this time from excitement, as Helena guided her up from the ground, and braced her against a wall of lockers. Diana leaned forward and thrust her shaking mounds back, gasping when the tight boyshorts were roughly tugged down. Diana nearly started drooling as she leaned against the cool metal of the lockers, hanging on to consciousness by a thread.

Helena’s soft hands on curvy hips made Diana feel submissive to her the younger superheroine. Had she been able, the demoted superheroine would have appreciated the symbolism of so completely becoming a helpless slut.

Diana was so far gone that she couldn’t even muster a sense of embarrassment when she turned her head and saw the other cheerleaders were watching her brains get fucked out. She felt her own thick cock slapping up and down in front of everyone, but their attention was more focused on her clapping ass cheeks.

“We can hear her all the way in the parking lot,” Val grinned. The blonde folded her arms over her impressive tits, laughing when Diana’s glassy eyes landed on the bulge in her boyshorts. “Looks like she’s still thirsty for it.” Val said, wagging her hips back and forth. “Look at her. She can’t take her eyes off it.”

“Uhhh…uh-huh…yeah… yes…” Diana moaned, as the other cheerleader superheroines gently put her face down on the floor.

Helena taking her against the lockers was wonderful, but Val fucking her on all fours while she sucked Meera was even better. When beautiful cheerleader flipped her onto her back and hoisted her legs in the air Diana felt all the hot superheroine cum pool inside her wonderfully hard used pussy. They loved playing with Diana's bigger ass while she fucked and sucked them.

When they were finally done with her and had gone their separate ways Diana was a junkie needing a fix. She stopped at the porn shop on the way home, filling her arms with vibrators and dildos like an alcoholic in a liquor store. But Diana didn’t care about the tiny boyshorts that barely fit or the hungry looks she got.

Even the flashes of dread she felt at her changing appearance couldn’t quench her thirst. When she’d first met up with the cheerleaders yesterday her round cheeks had inflated to the size of fat juicy melons, and when she’d finally passed out in bed they were almost like basketballs. The growth had continued overnight and she’d awoken that morning to find her lower back lifted off the bed by what seemed like small beach balls strapped to her lower back. The gravity defying buttocks were somehow delicate and alluring.

“WONDER WOMAN!!!”

The dazed and confused but desperately horny superheroine looked away from her big bubble butt in the mirror at the unexpected voice. Blinking quickly, Diana went bright red when she realized her laptop Skype camera was active. Diana's eyes recognized the faces of the superheroine commission on her computer screen. The director’s face was equally crimson and obviously flustered as she stared at Diana’s exposed needy Amazonian form.

“What do think you’re doing you fat ass bimbo slut?! The entire office has been watching you. Pending final ruling from the Commission, I think you can safely consider yourself terminated.”

“Great Hera Noooooo-” Diana cried in horror realizing she'd been playing with herself in front of the Superheroine Commission members, all the administrative staff (and the janitor too) was enough to jar Diana back to her senses. The screen blinked out and went dark before she could say anything else.

Diana frantically pulled on a Gotham University athletic dept. shirt. The tight, thin fabric rested on her plump bubble butt. Pants were a futile endeavor. Diana desperately wanted to find something modest to wear. Each mincing step in her glittery high heels sent unstoppable pleasure in tingling waves through her jiggling big booty cheeks.

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