Just when you begin to worry that the cheerleaders don’t believe you and might humor Lacy’s suggestion to punish you, Stacy cheerfully breaks the silence. “Oh! You’re a wrestler? Why didn’t you say so, silly? Welcome!” That’s a relief. You’ve finally gotten through to these girls. “You said you’re here to meet Ally, right? Well, she’s busy in her private quarters working on a few solo routines for her match.” Stacy gestures towards a closed door towards the back of the room, letting you know where Ally is. “She’ll be out soon enough, then you can meet her. In the meantime, you can wait with us. If the pizza arrives before Ally comes, you’re more than welcome to have some. We’ll think of it as a spontaneous pizza party to welcome the new guy.” With a warm smile, Stacy gestures for you to take her seat on the couch, proving herself to be an accommodating host.You’re not one to deny a chance at free food, so you happily take up Stacy’s offer and have a seat. As Stacy sits on one of the open chairs around the couch, you sit down on the middle of the couch, between Daisy, a cheerleader with beautifully tanned skin, and Lacy, the redhead who made a fuss about you just moments ago. Daisy greets you with a friendly wave, but Lacy merely crosses her arms and snubs you a little out of pettiness (she may have been wrong about you being a lazy delivery guy, but, still hungry, she still needs someone to focus her frustration on). All things considered, things seem to be going pretty well, you conclude. You still haven’t met Ally yet, but, if she’s as friendly as her troupe (except for maybe Lacy), then you’ve got nothing to worry about.
However, being the new guy here, you don’t know that Ally’s cheerleaders can be a little too friendly--rowdy,even--whenever they’re around cute guys. They tend to behave better whenever their dazzling star of a leader is around to reel them in or hog all of the attention, but, whenever she’s not around, there’s no telling what they might do. After a little time, you finally start to notice something’s up, when you catch some of the girls stealing excited glances at you as they chat. Before you know it, all the girls have their attention on you, their eyes filled with a mix of curiosity and hunger. Just as you start to wonder what’s up, you hear one of the cheerleaders, a blonde named Tracy, ask “So you’re really the new wrestler Touko hired?”
“Uh yeah,” you answer awkwardly, recalling how your ‘interview’ with Touko went earlier. “It all sorta happened at once.”
“Touko’s been saying that she was finally gonna hire a guy here,” Stacy says. “But she never said she’d hire such a cutie,” she adds with a wink, making your heart pound for a few moments. Curious to know more about you and your story, the cheerleaders quickly pelt you with a variety personal of questions. For the sake of conversation, you try your best to answer at least some of them, though, for your sake, you don’t mention anything about Touko’s shrinking serum for now. As you speak, you notice the cheerleaders leaning in and slowly getting closer to you, as if hanging on your every word. You couldn’t be that interesting, could you?
Getting fed up with all the attention you’re suddenly getting, Lacy loudly clears her throat, causing you to pause and look at her. “Ok, so you’re a wrestler and not a Pizza guy. Whoop-de-do,” she says flippantly. Trying to be more threatening, Lacy leans in bringing her face, as well as her abundant cleavage, closer to yours. “Just don’t get too big for your britches, new guy. You may be cute, and you may be the only guy here. But that doesn’t automatically make you a star. First, a nobody like you has gotta pay respects to the superstars already here, like Ally. And, when Ally’s not around, I’m the boss babe in charge. So, if you do anything to cross me, buddy, there’s gonna be trouble. Got it?” As Lacy does her little rant, you can’t help but notice her breasts bouncing while she speaks, her tight top making her cleavage bulge out towards you.
Casey, a dark-skinned cheerleader, laughs at Lacy’s attempt to establish the food chain. “Ha! ‘Boss babe’!? You!? That’ll be the day!”
In a huff, Lacy crosses her arms, hefting her chest, and glares at Casey. “Hey, it could happen, once Ally finally realizes just how much I add to this team.” After seeing Casey roll her eyes, Lacy nearly starts telling her off, but pauses when she spots you gawping at her beloved chest. Well, well, it looks like someone likes what he sees, she thinks to herself. She figures that, if you’re impressed with her rocking bod, then you must have great taste, so you can’t be all bad. Lacy gives a wry smile as she gives you a tantalizing display by subtly squeezing her breasts in her arms. If she plays her cards right, she might have you, the only guy here, fawning over her in no time. That’ll prove to everyone she’s the boss.
However, before Lacy can make her move on you, Daisy interrupts. “So, Tommy, are you hungry.” When you tell her you’re a bit peckish, she stands and moves in front of you, startling you by putting her ass, clad in a short skirt that barely covers half of it, in your direct line of sight. “Well, since the pizza still hasn’t arrived yet…,” she starts as she sways her hips back and forth, allowing you to watch her full, caramel-colored cheeks bounce beneath her skirt. “I have a couple of soft, warm buns that should hold you over until then.” Daisy suddenly sits down on your lap and goes on to playfully bounce and grind on it, stimulating your crotch with her soft butt. Caught off guard, it takes all you have to stifle a groan from Daisy’s overt teasing.
Having missed the chance to make the first move at you, Lacy, of course gets frustrated again. “Ugh, like, oh my gosh, Daisy. That was, like, such a cheesy line just now,” Lacy pouts as she gets up from the couch, annoyed that your attention is clearly divided now, but it’s not enough to stop her. She casually struts around the couch until she’s behind you, ready to make her move. “Besides, something tells me he has a bigger appetite for a huge pair of melons instead,” she says before shoving her breasts against the back of your head. Still barely coping with the stimulation Daisy and her butt is putting you through, you suddenly feel your head sink back into warm softness as you feel Lacy’s breasts spill past it and engulf your vision from left and right. Both girls giggle to themselves as they continue to have their fun with you, Lacy squeezing her soft breasts around your head while Daisy skillfully rubs her butt against your stiffening cock, each one hoping to get all your attention.
As they do so, you manage to hear some of the cheerleaders cheering Lacy and Daisy on, encouraging their antics, while others complain that they’re hogging you, having missed the chance to tease you themselves by just a few seconds. Stacy, enjoying the show, laughs and says, “Careful, girls. You keep this up, and poor Tommy will be hungry for something else entirely by the time the pizza gets here.”
“Good, more pizza for me then,” Casey says to her. “What kind did we get anyway?”
“I dunno,” Stacy replies.
“What do you mean ‘I dunno?’ Wasn’t it your turn to order the pizza, Stacy?”
Stacy blinks cutely. “...was it?” The other girls groan loudly as they finally realize Stacy forgot to order the pizza (again), hence why it’s so late. Realizing her goof, Stacy starts apologizing frantically.
“Great, Stace, now what are we gonna do?”
“Sorry, sorry, sorry! I can fix it! M-maybe a couple of us could make a run to the snack bar for everyone,” she suggests sheepishly.
“But what about the new guy? We can’t just leave him here, can we? Ally could come out at any minute, and who knows if she’ll still let us have him after she sees him?” Wondering what to do next, the cheerleaders all look back at you, their newest friend and toy, still caught in the soft clutches of Daisy and Lacy as they play with you to their heart’s content.
What next?
However, being the new guy here, you don’t know that Ally’s cheerleaders can be a little too friendly--rowdy,even--whenever they’re around cute guys. They tend to behave better whenever their dazzling star of a leader is around to reel them in or hog all of the attention, but, whenever she’s not around, there’s no telling what they might do. After a little time, you finally start to notice something’s up, when you catch some of the girls stealing excited glances at you as they chat. Before you know it, all the girls have their attention on you, their eyes filled with a mix of curiosity and hunger. Just as you start to wonder what’s up, you hear one of the cheerleaders, a blonde named Tracy, ask “So you’re really the new wrestler Touko hired?”
“Uh yeah,” you answer awkwardly, recalling how your ‘interview’ with Touko went earlier. “It all sorta happened at once.”
“Touko’s been saying that she was finally gonna hire a guy here,” Stacy says. “But she never said she’d hire such a cutie,” she adds with a wink, making your heart pound for a few moments. Curious to know more about you and your story, the cheerleaders quickly pelt you with a variety personal of questions. For the sake of conversation, you try your best to answer at least some of them, though, for your sake, you don’t mention anything about Touko’s shrinking serum for now. As you speak, you notice the cheerleaders leaning in and slowly getting closer to you, as if hanging on your every word. You couldn’t be that interesting, could you?
Getting fed up with all the attention you’re suddenly getting, Lacy loudly clears her throat, causing you to pause and look at her. “Ok, so you’re a wrestler and not a Pizza guy. Whoop-de-do,” she says flippantly. Trying to be more threatening, Lacy leans in bringing her face, as well as her abundant cleavage, closer to yours. “Just don’t get too big for your britches, new guy. You may be cute, and you may be the only guy here. But that doesn’t automatically make you a star. First, a nobody like you has gotta pay respects to the superstars already here, like Ally. And, when Ally’s not around, I’m the boss babe in charge. So, if you do anything to cross me, buddy, there’s gonna be trouble. Got it?” As Lacy does her little rant, you can’t help but notice her breasts bouncing while she speaks, her tight top making her cleavage bulge out towards you.
Casey, a dark-skinned cheerleader, laughs at Lacy’s attempt to establish the food chain. “Ha! ‘Boss babe’!? You!? That’ll be the day!”
In a huff, Lacy crosses her arms, hefting her chest, and glares at Casey. “Hey, it could happen, once Ally finally realizes just how much I add to this team.” After seeing Casey roll her eyes, Lacy nearly starts telling her off, but pauses when she spots you gawping at her beloved chest. Well, well, it looks like someone likes what he sees, she thinks to herself. She figures that, if you’re impressed with her rocking bod, then you must have great taste, so you can’t be all bad. Lacy gives a wry smile as she gives you a tantalizing display by subtly squeezing her breasts in her arms. If she plays her cards right, she might have you, the only guy here, fawning over her in no time. That’ll prove to everyone she’s the boss.
However, before Lacy can make her move on you, Daisy interrupts. “So, Tommy, are you hungry.” When you tell her you’re a bit peckish, she stands and moves in front of you, startling you by putting her ass, clad in a short skirt that barely covers half of it, in your direct line of sight. “Well, since the pizza still hasn’t arrived yet…,” she starts as she sways her hips back and forth, allowing you to watch her full, caramel-colored cheeks bounce beneath her skirt. “I have a couple of soft, warm buns that should hold you over until then.” Daisy suddenly sits down on your lap and goes on to playfully bounce and grind on it, stimulating your crotch with her soft butt. Caught off guard, it takes all you have to stifle a groan from Daisy’s overt teasing.
Having missed the chance to make the first move at you, Lacy, of course gets frustrated again. “Ugh, like, oh my gosh, Daisy. That was, like, such a cheesy line just now,” Lacy pouts as she gets up from the couch, annoyed that your attention is clearly divided now, but it’s not enough to stop her. She casually struts around the couch until she’s behind you, ready to make her move. “Besides, something tells me he has a bigger appetite for a huge pair of melons instead,” she says before shoving her breasts against the back of your head. Still barely coping with the stimulation Daisy and her butt is putting you through, you suddenly feel your head sink back into warm softness as you feel Lacy’s breasts spill past it and engulf your vision from left and right. Both girls giggle to themselves as they continue to have their fun with you, Lacy squeezing her soft breasts around your head while Daisy skillfully rubs her butt against your stiffening cock, each one hoping to get all your attention.
As they do so, you manage to hear some of the cheerleaders cheering Lacy and Daisy on, encouraging their antics, while others complain that they’re hogging you, having missed the chance to tease you themselves by just a few seconds. Stacy, enjoying the show, laughs and says, “Careful, girls. You keep this up, and poor Tommy will be hungry for something else entirely by the time the pizza gets here.”
“Good, more pizza for me then,” Casey says to her. “What kind did we get anyway?”
“I dunno,” Stacy replies.
“What do you mean ‘I dunno?’ Wasn’t it your turn to order the pizza, Stacy?”
Stacy blinks cutely. “...was it?” The other girls groan loudly as they finally realize Stacy forgot to order the pizza (again), hence why it’s so late. Realizing her goof, Stacy starts apologizing frantically.
“Great, Stace, now what are we gonna do?”
“Sorry, sorry, sorry! I can fix it! M-maybe a couple of us could make a run to the snack bar for everyone,” she suggests sheepishly.
“But what about the new guy? We can’t just leave him here, can we? Ally could come out at any minute, and who knows if she’ll still let us have him after she sees him?” Wondering what to do next, the cheerleaders all look back at you, their newest friend and toy, still caught in the soft clutches of Daisy and Lacy as they play with you to their heart’s content.
What next?
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May 31, 2023
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