Skirt

Quinn breathed hard, standing in front of the squad as they finished their routine with her top half exposed, her pink bra being the only thing protecting her perky breasts from onlookers. Looking around for any sigh on her cheerio’s top, she couldn’t spot it anywhere. Face becoming a bright red, Quinn tried her best to ignore the sniggers and chuckles coming from her fellow teammates.

“Not good enough!” Sue’s thunderous voice came over the megaphone, “Q! Stop getting distracted! Let’s do another one!”

Quinn looked down at her white sneakers, shame and humiliation washing over her. She would love nothing more than to just run to the locker room right now and cover her bare top half, but she wasn’t going to let Coach Sylvester down, that would be exactly what Santana wanted! Taking a deep breath, Quinn straightened herself up again, the blonde preparing to lead the squad in another routine.

Santana meanwhile had fixated in on her captain’s skirt. The flimsy material had done very little to hide her underwear anyway, but still Quinn losing it was sure to destroy the blonde’s reputation. She needed to be more precise this time however, and as she reached over to unzip the skirt, she left the zipper still partially done up so as it didn’t fall right away. It needed to look like Quinn’s fault.

“Ready! Okay!”

Quinn didn’t even know why she bothered with the surprised expression. After the first step in the routine, her skirt was at her feet exposing her pink panties to the world, and with another one she had stepped out of it completely. By now a considerable crowd had grown in the bleachers, watching the underwear-clad cheerio leading the routine. Quinn, however, didn’t attempt to retrieve her skirt, wanting to show Coach Sylvester just how committed she really was. Giving Santana the perfect opportunity to snatch it just as she had done with her top.

Santana revelled, watching her red-faced rival lead their routine in just her underwear. That was sure the knock her down a peg or two…