Lindsey, the petite Gen Z cheerleader

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I was almost three years removed from high school, but the chance to watch Lindsey in action on the sidelines one last time was too enticing to pass up. Barring the unlikely scenario that we take down our powerhouse rival, my high school would miss the state playoffs, again. We hadn't made the playoffs since my senior year, when Lindsey was a freshman toiling away on the JV cheerleading team.

For potentially the last game of the season, the school was unveiling new uniforms for both the players and cheerleaders, using the rivalry game as a pitch to prospective freshman and a reason to renew season tickets for next years games. In a surprising twist, Lindsey appeared to be the only cheerleader in the new uniform, highlighting the fact that she was the lone senior on the team.

Standing five feet flat and lucky to weigh in at 100 pounds soaking wet, the petite teen was the perfect size to be tossed around all night and show off what fans can expect next season from the returning team.

The new outfit was sluttier than our last iterations, a recent trend in high schools across the nation as a way to boost ticket sales and increase revenue as budgets get slashed. The top piece was a simple neck crop, extending just past Lindsey’s chest while exposing most of her toned stomach. Keeping up the modern look, the outfits were a brighter shade of red, blue and white lines connecting to form the trim of the two-piece uniform.

The old school skort was replaced with a matching red a-line skirt, allowing the girls themselves to choose what bottoms they wore underneath. In the spirit of “modeling”, Lindsey chose to wear a cotton, bikini style panty for tonight, the pure white fabric contrasting with the eighteen year-olds light brown legs.

The crowd had never seen so much of Lindsey’s ass until tonight, and they smartly diverted their attention from the lackluster game to the cute cheerleader in the sexy new outfit. All the extra attention was getting the Filipina-American riled up, releasing itself through the growing wet spot on the crotch of her cotton panties.

It had become such an issue that Lindsey excused herself, running off to the bathroom while holding her hands between her legs to catch any drips of girlcum the teen was producing.