Chapter #43Skip to the initiation! by: Jess345  Brielle dragged herself home from Kaitlyn's party without her pants, a soaking wet head of hair and a shattered ego. Kaitlyn had wedgied her and Jazmin in front of most of the school under the thin premise of them being volunteers for Kaitlyn's wedgie competition. Even with Kaitlyn's protection Brielle knew that she and Jazmin were currently the laughingstocks of the school, but hopefully people were still too afraid to wedgie them at school. To make matters worse Jazmin's little sister Cindy had won the competition that night and as a result had gotten some private time with her and Jazmin. Worse still Cindy had decided to take them on 1 on 2 and still won! Cindy had given them atomic wedgies, spankings and swirlies and there hadn't been much they could do about it. To top it all off as part of her prize for winning Cindy had claimed Brielle's jeans and made her walk home in just her undies.
Brielle shivered as the cool night air brought her back to the present. Brielle rubbed her sore, cold bubble butt and tried to warm it up, making herself blush when she was reminded that she was wearing a pink pair that said "Pull Here" on them. Brielle's previous pair had been ripped by Cindy during Cindy's wedgie spree. The only consolation was that by the time Brielle had left Kaitlyn's house it was the dead of night and she was able to make the walk home without risk of being seen by anyone. Eventually Brielle made it to her house and slipped in quietly so she could avoid Bonnie and head straight to bed to try to sleep off this awful day.
Brielle made it upstairs to her room without incident, but when she went in her room she did a double-take. "That stupid punishment book..." Brielle muttered to herself when she saw that Bonnie had replaced her comforter with a pink one that had "Princess" written across it in white. That coupled withe the embarrassing poster of herself on the beach and the picture of her with split pants try to lift weights was making her room a prison of humiliation. "Maybe I am just a dork," thought Brielle "No...no way, I just had a bad day. I just need to sleep this off and figure things out." Brielle sighed and shook her head not really believing herself.
When Brielle went to slip into bed she saw a package on her pillow. She picked it up and saw a card on the front from Kayla. Brielle groaned a little and opened it. It read: Hey princess! Just a little something for you to wear for your initiation tomorrow! Hope you like! XOXO Kayla. P.S. Wear it to bed...if you don't there will be consequences." Brielle blushed deeply. She had forgotten in all the humiliation of the night that she was being forced to join the Cheerleaders by one of the OTHER girls bullying her. Brielle angrily opened the package and rolled her eyes deeply at what she saw inside. In the package were a pair of panties that were in the style of the cheerleader uniforms. Red and sparkly with "Baby Cheer-Loser" written on the back in black. There was also a red sparkly bra in the package as well. Brielle briefly considered not wearing them to bed, but was too afraid of suffering yet another punishment and decided to bite the bullet and just put the awful underwear on before heading to bed. Exhausted with soreness and humiliation Brielle fell into a deep sleep immediately.
Brielle awoke to a tickling sensation on her face and went to rub her face. When she did she felt a strange cool sensation and heard a splat sound as something spread across her face. Brielle snapped awake as laughter echoed around the room.
"HAHAHA! I can't believe that worked Kayla,"cheered a voice Brielle faintly recognized. The light in the room was turned on and Brielle reflexively shut her eyes before slowly opening them. Four figures slowly came into view standing around her bed. Brielle recognized them the four senior members of the Cheer squad. Salim, Angelina, Chrissi and Kayla.
"What the h-" Brielle began to ask before she was cut off by Kayla jamming something in her open mouth. Brielle went cross-eyed looking at it and realized to her horror that it was a pink, sparkly pacifier. Brielle went bright red when she saw the girls all laughing at her and she began to panic when she saw them taking pictures. Brielle reached for the pacifier, but Kayla caught her hands and chided her saying "Ah, ah, ah Cheer-babies don't get to speak, now girls let's start the initiation!"
The other three girls whooped and laughed as Kayla ripped the covers off of Brielle and rolled her onto her stomach. Kayla then climbed onto the bed and sat on Brielle's back. Kayla gave Brielle's ample behind a few light smacks and giggled as she watched it jiggle. "Well Angelina, it looks like you won't have the biggest butt on the squad anymore," said Salim. Brielle blushed and buried her face in a pillow as laughter filled the room again. Brielle's sharply rose again when she felt Kayla grab the waistband of her panties and give them a light tug before speaking again "We don't usually open with a wedgie, but all of us have a bone to pick with you, Brielle." Kayla then ripped the panties up Brielle's bubble butt and leaned back as she did for even more leverage. The force of the pull was so great that Brielle's bottom was lifted into the air and the pacifier couldn't contain the full force of the pathetic girlish shriek that spilled from Brielle's lips. The girls cheered Kayla on as she gave Brielle's undies a few more harsh tugs.
"C'mon squad, get in here and let's finish this off. We have lots to do and only so much night left," ordered Kayla. Brielle looked over her shoulder and saw Salim, Chrissi and Angelina advancing on her, but that didn't prepare Brielle for the onslaught of all three girls spanking her at once. Brielle's already sore behind couldn't take it and she immediately spat out the pacifier with the force of her scream "OWWIEEEE! PLEA-HE-HE-HEASE STOP!" Brielle began thrashing with her arms and legs.
"Holy shit, she's throwing a temper tantrum just like a real baby!" Laughed Chrissi. "I Think she's crying!" Chimed in Angelina. "She definitely is, I am getting some good video of it though," said Salim "The whipped cream on her face really adds to the effect." Kayla was too breathless with laughter to add to the insult or even continue the wedgie. Brielle did her best to regain her composure as she took a few more spanks before Kayla called an end to things, "All right, we need to get her ready for the next part, let's get her face washed and hair showered."
*FLUSH* As the toilet water drained Angelina yanked Brielle's head out of the toilet and turned her towards her own. "50! Thank you for helping this Cheer-baby get clean!" Gasped Brielle. "Your welcome, newbie," mocked Angelina as she patted Brielle's head, "All yours Chrissi!" Brielle let out a gasp of surprise and pain as she was lifted by Salim and Kayla in another fierce wedgie as they moved to hang her up on the hook in the bathroom. Brielle groaned and wiggled as she tried to get comfortable while the rest of the girls laughed at her. Chrissi then stepped up and began applying vast amounts of makeup to Brielle's face. Once that was done she grabbed a blow dryer and a bag of hair products and began working on Brielle's hair.
"I think this may be some of your best work, Chrissi," mused Salim. "Well, she is super hot to begin with so it wasn't so hard," replied Chrissi. Brielle gulped as her panties were unhooked and she as brought towards the mirror. What she saw in the mirror almost made her faint. The makeup she was wearing was way over the top, like a cheerleader on gameday, but more so. Her hair had been teased up and made huge and the whole monstrosity was held together with a big red bow. All the girls surrounded Brielle while she stared in shock and took a group selfie with her, but Chrissi gave her a wedgie as they did and the photo caught her in mid squeal.
Brielle was dragged back out into the night air to Kayla's car. Before she got it the girls gave her a pair of pompoms and warned her not to drop them until she was told. Brielle was forced to kneel in the middle seat with her butt facing out and throughout the ride she was given spanks and small wedgies. After each one she had to shake the pompoms and ask for another. Their destination turned out to be the school and Brielle found herself hustled out of the car and out onto the soccer field.
"Ok, newbie we are just going to run you through some basic cheers and see how you do," said Kayla. Brielle did not do well and ended up falling on her face several times much to the amusement of the onlookers.
"She is...awful," said Chrissi. "Yeah, like real clutzy. Honestly it is kind of shocking," added Salim. "Yeah, but her butt is hypnotic with all that wobbling and jiggling," giggled Angelina. "It is and that's our play. We'll just have her shake her ass and look good or like have her be a comedic act for us or whatever, while we do the real athletic stuff," said Kayla. The rest of the squad nodded in agreement. "Well, it's official then Brielle, you're on the squad," smiled Kayla. Brielle let out a weak smile happy to have this over with. "Now for your first week you'll be sort of a maid for the rest of the team as part of your initiation." Brielle blushed at this before Kayla continued "And you've got one more thing to do tonight and then we get you your uniform tomorrow morning and then you are officially part of the squad." Brielle let out a groan and sighed to herself at the prospect of the initiation not being done.
"Oooh, here comes the last part of tonight..." announced Salim. Brielle looked past her and saw a shadowy figure carrying a large object under its arm.
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