Second half

What the hell am I even doing here?

I walked back out of the female locker room trembling. Cow meanwhile enjoyed herself way too much

“Well, well.” Rina announced with a grin. “I tough we gave you lads a bit of a preview what you are going to wear in a few minutes.”

Indeed.

I was dressed up in a skimpy cheerleader uniform. Mortified, I walked into view.

“Look at that!” The captain of the Leaders pointed at me. “Take a good hard look at what awaits us when we fail! Now get your mind out of the gutter and focus!”

“Ohhhhhhhh!!!!”

Frankly, that was to be expected. These guys obviously all used the break to jerk off, so they should be at least somewhat level headed. To top it all off, a girl in a cheerleader uniform was a rather weak final trump card.

It was exactly that type of complacency that Cow was hoping for.

The deciding game started and I broke into my routine.

“Wildcats go! Go Wildcats! Your foes are nothing, yo! Go Wildcats!” I shook my pompoms and hips while I performed an impromptu routine.

“Since this will decide your fate”, Cow told me earlier in the locker-room. “I give you the chance to do this out of your own free will. It might be easier if I **** you to, tough. I can also promise that we will win in that case.”

Of course Cow couldn't help herself to give me that extra humiliation. Dancing out of my own free will sounded preferable, but if I showed shame at the wrong time and hesitated I would screw up everything. So, I had to swallow my pride and ask Cow to command me to give it me all with this performance. She happily obliged.

It certainly did the trick! I'm no cheerleader but I must say I did an amazing job. I whirled around and shook all my body parts in just the right way. My voice was melodious and on point. And let's face it, i'm by far the hottest girl in here. If only these bastards would actually pay attention.

They game itself was very close, which meant I better resigned myself. I started to whirl higher which exposed more of my legs. At the same time I twirled a certain garment on my ring finger, if I was able to I would probably kill myself right now. But instead I just had a goofy grin on my face as I slung the garment with just enough velocity on the court that it fluttered nicely for a while, before landing on the Wildcats side.

That was a pretty good throw if I do say so myself. Ha ha ha please shoot me!

That garment was of course a pink pair of panties. Cow made sure everyone was aware of that as well as she **** me to write GINA with a sharpie on it in big bold black letters.

For a short moment the court was in utter silence, except for me who happily repeated her chant.

“Go. Wildcats! Go Wildcats! Yay! Yay! Yay Everybody look at my dance, because I don't wear any underpants!”

All while kicking my legs higher and higher.

At that point all eyes where on me, so really that should have sufficed. My stupid body however thought otherwise and I realized in shock that it was about to perform a cartwheel.

The world turned upside down and grinded to a halt, as my lower body, even just for a fraction of a second got completely exposed.

I am pretty sure not just the boys but also the girls completely forget the game. Someone however didn't and scored the all decisive point.

Blaff!

“The match goes to the Wildcats!”

Right away the court erupts, cheers on one side and cries of dismay on the other. The girls where obviously ecstatic about this monumental win and hugged each other. One of them even grabbed Cutie and gave him a long tongue kiss.

Even I couldn't hide my excitement over this as I completed the wheel and looked on completely dazed.

“We won!”, I laughed out loud as relief poured over me. “We actually won!” I jumped up and down, completely ecstatic and hugged Marcie. “We really, really won!”

“...we did. You did very well Gina”, she said while patting my head.

It took me a while to realize what I actually just did. “Eww!” I immediately let go of her. “I-i...was just excited....don't get the wrong idea here!”

“Yes, yes”, said Cow with a sigh. “But don't you have one more job to fulfill?”

“This is bullshit!” Over at the court there was a fierce debate going on between the two captains. Ben in particular was furious. “I was expecting a fair game, but I guess that was just too much to ask for! As expected the Wildcats can only win with distractions!”

“Distractions? Haaa? Don't think you get to weasel yourself out of this one! Not our problem when you guys can't keep it in your pants!”

“E-excuse me? There is a frigging pair of underpants on the court! That is a clear interference with the game!”

“Silence!” My thunderous roar crashed trough the hall. There where indeed two things I had to do, depending how the game ended. If we lost I would have to prostrate myself and beg to offer myself up us fuckslave. If we win however I get to do what i'm doing now and Cow was nice enough to not command me for that one.

“In my rule as Queen of Royal magnificent I hereby call this game concluded. I also declare it valid!”

“Then what is this?” Ben pointed at the pair of panties. I calmly walked over and grabbed them.

“I believe the rulebook clearly states which objects count as obstructive. Furthermore, the panties landed on the Wildcats side of the court, which means the Wildcats are the only one who can claim illegal interference. Do you wish to do so Rina?”

“Nah, i'm not some whiny bitch.”

“In that case there is nothing more to add.”

“Bullshit!”, screamed Ben.

I gave him a devastating look. “If you choose to go back on your bet, you are free to do so.” I started calmly but firmly. “But mark my words that I will bring down the full hammer of judgment upon you. And if anyone of you even dreams of leaving this club before the year is over I will squash you like a bug.”

I supposed that barely counted as still being polite. Lucky me. In any case. They lost fair and square and the Wildcats had Royal magnificent behind them. After much grumbling the Leaders finally submitted to their fate.

“Glad we are in agreement, Gentlemen.” Lindsey started. “I actually already laid your uniforms out in your locker room, so make sure to go change into them and meet us back here.”

The boys walked to their doom while I asked Marcie for permission to change as well. She did permit it, probably understanding that having me part of this humiliation would be tasteless. I did change quickly as I didn't want to miss the show.

As expected tough the boy took their sweet time. But after Rina screamed once threatening some rather colorful punishment, they finally reluctantly shuffled out.

As you probably can imagine the sight of the 10 boys dressed as cheerleaders send the girls into overdrive. Now, personally, i'm not too overly fond of crossdressing. Sure I put my brother into some stuff a few times, but who doesn't? In any case the uniform where pretty much the same I was wearing, with two minor differences. First, they did not have to go commando. Under their skirts they boys where allowed to wear the same blue gym shorts as the girls. Also in a joke that probably everyone saw coming their classic “Leaders” logo, was now adorned with a pink “cheer” in front.

Of course what followed was relentless teasing and an order to perform the “Gina routine” as my performance would become know for. They did a shit job at it, but that didn't stop us from enjoying it.

“Well, we have a whole year of pounding that into you”, declared Rina with an evil grin. “Once i'm done with you, you will be the cutest cheerleaders in the state.”

“You had your fun”, said Ben, furiously blushing. “Can we go now?”

Wow, I really don't think that guy gets the concept of relentless bullying does he?

“No way! We have a huge party planned to celebrate our victory and we need many croupiers and dancers!”

I don't think Rina knows what a croupier is but whatever.

“You lot are joining us too, right?”, she asked, smiling.

“Actually, i'm really not much of a drinker”, Cow deflected.

“Oh come on!” Lindsey laid an arm around Cow's shoulder. “Let's avail us to their kind offer. May all the fluids flow fluidly."

Personally, I could think about a million things i would rather do then spend the friday evening drinking with these freaks. But then it dawned on me.

Could this be a once in a lifetime opportunity?

-Get Cow shitfaced

-Get her to remove her control over me

-Profit!

“Yes”, I agreed. “We really can't just leave like this: lets have a ball!”

Cow of course couldn't disobey me in public, so she agreed to one tiny can of beer.

Yeah, we see about that.