By the time Sarah had dragged me to the popular, cheerleader table. I had changed even more. I didn't need to sit down to know that I now had a bubble butt, or that I was curvier. Plus I had shrunk slightly too. That was unnerving; I thought that at first , my changes would all revert and that I was going to turn back into a little girl, but instead, I saw I was destined to go small yet relatively curvy. I was forced into the flyer role at St Marys, and it looked like I would suffer the same here too. My clothes had shifted too. I could feel that my bra had changed to accommodate my growing chest, and that underneath my jeans, my socks had turned into over the knee ones. Annoyed, and dismayed by all the changes I was undergoing, i ignored all the others, and moodily stared at the table.
"Want to talk? You look annoyed by something?" It was Amber.
"Not really" I replied.
"You sure? I look like you're about to kill someone"
I looked up, and glanced at Amber, then the rest of the table, who was all staring at me. It was different compared to a week ago, with some very noticeable changes. Mainly the presence of Nadine, a extremely religious girl that thought the cheer squad was demon spawn. This Nadine while clearly not a cheerleader, and as religious as ever, seemed to be able to talk normally. I gulped. Did changing Sarah somehow change the entire cheer squad into something much, much nicer?
"I feel I'm being forced into this as a part of a horrible prank" I snapped.
"I know but is for your own good" Amber soothed.
"How would you know?" I angrily snapped back. "I don't want you all to laugh at me when you dress me up."
"What are you talking about, A?" Amber asked. I was stunned, realizing that the reality changes had caught up. Even though i was still a guy downstairs, the squad clearly saw me as one of the girls. I looked down and saw my breasts were obvious, and even larger than some of the other girls. Not good.
"Don't call me that!" I snapped in fear induced panic.
"Sorry Anna" Amber said. It made me feel worse.
"I don't want to do this,"
"Is this because of that pig, Steve?" Nadine asked. "You're a great flyer"
"Yeah and I know you hate us because your sister is picking you a salad, but trust us" Melissa added.
I turned towards her to answer, and felt something gently hit the side of my face. It was one of my own pigtails. Somehow during lunch, my hair grew out, tied itself into a pair of high pigtails, and nobody, not even myself, noticed. I shifted my weight, to get up, when I realized that my jeans were also gone, replaced by a skirt. I was now a cheerleader. I felt more anxious than ever.
"But.."
"Anna. Don't listen to jerks like Steve. Most of the guys are nice..." Melissa added. A few of the other girls snickered, but Melissa ignored them.
"Just look at me! I look like a stupid boy" I moaned. I didn't mean for that to come out.
A few girls snorted, while Nadine muttered, "I wouldn't want to be Steve after Sarah deals with him"
"What is going on?" it was Sarah, returning with a salad for both me and herself. From her wider eyed look, she could see my changes even though the others could not.
"Nothing, Sar. Just your sister freaking out" Melissa added.
