This is not a cheerocracy

Brenda Jo, or BJ for short, was the name that his teammates on the cheer squad seemed to know him by. BJ shook his head at the sad joke PK had made of his name. He shrugged and began to move towards the girls calling his name from the white open topped Jeep.

The steps down the walkway to the white open topped Jeep were filled with memories as BJ felt PK insert thoughts into his head. BJ was one of the popular girls at school. Her sexy outfits, outgoing personality, and love for blowing guys had earned her a group of followers that even Regina George would have been proud of.

So it had been a surprise to many when Jason had asked her to the prom in front of the whole class, and she had accepted happily. What no one else knew was that Jason was blackmailing BJ. You see, BJ loved sucking dick because it was the easiest way to keep her secret. No one knew that tucked back between her smooth legs was a cock that tried to get hard each time she wandered into the locker room. BJ had been raised as a woman since an early age, a product of her mother hating men after her father had left them while his mother was still pregnant with him.

Jason’s **** was from a moment of weakness during cheer camp over the summer. BJ, horny from all the half naked women running around, had finally broken. Working her way around behind a cabin she had pulled her tiny shorts down and pulled out her seven inch cock. Her hand was furiously pumping away as she used her other hand to play with a nipple. The video clearly showed the jizz shooting out against the wall of the cabin as BJ moaned out Betty’s name.

BJ wasn’t quite sure how Jason had gotten the video. As long as Jason was the only person who had access to it, BJ was **** to do his bidding in hopes that the damning footage would be destroyed.

Betty was the cheer captain, and also the hot redhead driving the jeep that BJ found herself currently walking towards. A tall girl at 5’10, she was stunning. Long legs, big bouncy ass, and breasts that required her to flatten them down as much as she could for cheer, combined to make any straight man’s wet dream. She was also BJ’s girl crush.

Next to here was Nikita, or Niki. Slightly shorter than Betty, the brunette bombshell was nonetheless just as stacked in both breasts and ass as her taller redheaded teammate. The three were referred to by many at school as the Triplets.

So it was that BJ climbed into the passenger side of the car to be greeted by two other girls dressed exactly like she was. “Girl! I cannot wait for everyone to see us today during the pep rally!” Niki’s southern accent spilled out of her as she reached up from behind BJ and wrapped her arms around her friend. The smell of Niki’s perfume and the feeling of the hot girl’s arms around her caused a sudden tightness to form in the tight cheer panties as BJ tried to keep her cock under control

The jeep pulled off from the curb as Betty spoke up as well. “We do look good. Too good for some random nerd to be taking one of us to prom.” The acidic tone was not new for Betty. Her classic mean girl attitude was that only the best of the men in the school were good enough for her and her friends and that by accepting Jason’s promposal, BJ had effectively lowered the group's standing.

BJ sighed as she crossed her legs at the knee to try and keep herself in check. “Look bitch, you have said this like a milly times. Can you drop it? I’m going with who I’m going with and that is the end of it.” BJ’s voice didn’t carry the conviction she wanted it to, but it would have to do.

The redhead’s famous fiery temper flared up as she spit out the next words.“Fuck that. If you are gonna let a loser take you out, at least make it a cuter one!”

Ever the peacemaker, Niki stepped in between the two verbally and tried to calm the situation down. “Leave it Betty, BJ already said it's done. Let’s just go to school. Can’t we be excited for something? Plus, we have dress shopping for BJ after school. I cannot believe your gown got ruined!”

“Fine, I just love you too much not to try, ya know?” The blonde sighed.

Pulling into the school parking lot was like a scene from a 90’s teen movie. Clumps of kids spread around by clique where everywhere before school, unlike in real life were no one would be caught dead hanging out before the bell rang. Pulling into her reserved senior spot, All three girls slipped from the Jeep and began to make their way through the throngs of students.

The sound of a text message caught BJ’s attention. Pulling out her phone she saw a new message from Jason.

Meet me behind the gym, now.