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61. An embarrassing end to my chee

60. Zoe finds out about the change

59. making sense of the changes

58. transforming at the table

57. a talk with Sarah

56. starting to revert

55. back to school

54. 'Anna' gets ready

53. Sarah wishes that Anna should

52. Anna spies on Zoe and Sarah

51. mother-daughter taunts and an

50. Zoe takes me home

49. Interacting my my new 'sister'

48. trying to make sense of things

47. A heated argument changes both

46. testing Sarah's memory in a wa

45. An poor excuse for Zoe's rage

44. a talk with Sarah and mom come

43. taken outside for cheers. too

42. First interaction with Sarah

Reality ensures

on 2025-03-29 20:46:30

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As soon as Sarah pulled me from the locker rooms, we were set upon by the other cheerleaders, but least it was in a friendly way. They truly treated me as if I was one of them and not the outsider that I was.

'Or a boy', I thought sourly as I shifted my weight. I knew i was still changing, and at the present rate I'd be all girl by midnight.

"Something wrong?" Amber asked.

"No. Just a little nervous" I said.

"What? Nervous about being in front of the boys?" Becky asked. Another one of Sarah's now reformed minions.

"No!"

"Hey. Have you seen any cute ones?"

I blushed red from embarrassment. Thankfully my transformation hadn't resulted in me getting a rush of hormones, so I wasn't some crazy, horny teenaged girl. Least not yet. But I had no doubt it would happen. I paused to gather my thoughts, and said, "Maybe, but I'd rather not say."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm the new girl, and I don't want to steal anyone. Okay?" I said hurriedly. I turned to see the reactions from the other girls and saw most of them had slight smiles, as if they appreciated me holding off, but also slightly guarded, as if they were worried that I'd become some kind of rival. Even with a reformed Sarah in charge and causing some unknown kind of fear, I knew not to get between a cheerleader and her crush. Melissa however had an odd look, a cross between a frown and a scowl.

"Thanks for not saying you like my boyfriend, but seriously, I can handle it. Who do you think..."

"Probably everyone" Sarah said, sparing me from answering, yet causing me more embarrassment.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Melissa said, breaking her silence.

"What do you mean?"

"Anna might be your sister, but she still had to do in thirty minutes. what we took weeks to learn" Melissa said, voicing the concern that the others had, myself included. "Being a flyer is not easy.."

"I know, but what choice do we have?" Sarah snapped. "I'm not going to say someone is sitting out this game because we're one down and you know using my sister wasn't my idea."

"Hey. I'm trying to look out for you both, Sar. You've wanted this for years, and I don't want it to end badly."

It ended badly. While my Anna form was much more athletic and flexible, I was still unused to my teen girl body, especially my breasts and altered center of gravity. I was doing okay at first; I was actually picking up some of the routine, moving fluidly so I didn't look like a complete idiot. However, a surge of breast growth detracted me whilst I was midair. I fell, twisted my ankle badly, and somehow tripped onto Sarah, knocking her out too. When she awoke, she angrily wiped the mud from her face, knowing a concussion meant she'd be sitting out the game. Most of the other girls stood stunned, in disbelief at how unlucky I was, though a couple laughed since both Sarah and I were covered in mud. None of the others were aware of the latest change to my body, not even Sarah, though she did have an excuse.

"Mom! I'm going to kill her for that" Sarah growled as we watched the bus depart without us. "I know it wasn't you, Anna. No way anyone could be that clumsy without that accursed stone. She must had wished that!"

"Thanks for not blaming me" I said, still unable to put much weight on my left foot, as Sarah passed me a crutch. Neither her or myself said it, but we just wanted to go home.




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