Stretching her limits.

Coach Randolph had had a grudge against Alex ever since her sophomore year when she left the cross country team for cheerleading. Overnight she had gone from one of his star pupils and ringers for placing in regional competitions to one of his lazier students, consistently looking for any excuse to draw attention to the fact she needed to save her energy for cheerleading, recently she'd even gone so far as correcting his instruction on form for some exercises.

For all the talk Becky gave about them running late they were really only about 7-8 minutes behind the rest of the class. Which had been spent thus far more or less catching up on the gossip of the day. While the coach made half hearted attempts to stop the students from showing each other the mostly blurry and far off snaps of the (formerly) exposed teen circulating the school.

They had just begun to settle down into spaced out rows to begin stretching when the three cheerleaders crested the hill. While the issue with Alex's shorts might not have been apparent on her own when flanked by the other 2 girls Alex's uniform was noticeably different. Her t-shirt seemed to be made of a lighter more form hugging material showing off much of the outline of her modest B-cup breasts. Her rolled shorts made the blightly colored stripe of fabric around her waist 4 or more inches shorted on her legs. and the loosness of the leg holes meant there was only about an inch or so of fabric to grant the mortified teen any modesty. Which would have been flimsy enough if it wasn't also hanging loose from her body with the exception of the center seam itself currently wedged between her inner lips.

Coach Randolph sneered upon seeing the perky little attention whore who had already derailed his class without even being there. The experienced educator decided to play her game. If the girl wanted to be center of attention and put on a show for the actual athletes he'd let her.

Plus according to the file attached to the directive to punish Ms. Rogers with exposure therapy the young woman had just turned 18 so reasoned the couch he could also enjoy the view guilt free.

"Good of you to finally join us Ms. Rogers, whatever kept you?" Asked the coach hauntingly.
"I...uhh." stammered Alex still actively flustered from her back to back wardrobe malfunctions.
"She was too busy getting off sir" Replied Becky with a smirk on her face and in her voice.

Alex felt like she was on stage as she felt the stares of the whole class on her improvised short shorts as they all pictured her pleasuring herself in the locker room. A loud snicker broke out in the crowd as the world "slut" was repeated over the lull.

"Well, be that as it may if you're quite finished..." began the educator.

"I think we stopped her short actually" interrupted Ashley in a stage whisper that caused the class to break out into legitimate laughter.

"All right settle down, settle down." Coach Randolph was enjoying the look of shame on the normally snooty cheerleader. She has brought this on herself and was clearly enjoy it. Did she not think people would comment?

"Since you three are late you can lead the stretches with your years of experience" Randolph continued once the class had fully settled. "Ashley you're in charge, I'll be back in 5 minutes. Those Frisbee players from the college are getting a bit close to our area."

The track they were on was technically the property of the college but the two properties butted against each other and generally got along. The college used their loan of facilities as a tax write off and the Highschool saved on equipment it didn't have to buy.

The three girls positioned themselves in front of the class as Ashley began to lead the group through various positions.

They started with a basic toe touch from a seated position, Alex did a slight double take sitting down. The grass was long enough to poke sideways past her shorts and brush directly onto her asscrack and outer lips.

They began with legs together in the middle but soon moved to each side with legs as far apart as felt comfortable. Alex knew the other girls would call her out if she didn't sink into a position somewhat close to the full splits she was capable of.

As she leaned into the stretch her exhale turned into a moan, as she first let her eyes droop before they shot back open. For all Alex could figure it had just felt like someone had taken their tongue and slowly licked her from ass to clit, as another wave of sensation crashed across the cursed cutie she felt a small wave of moisture run down her crack.