The compulsions that Sarah had placed on Jon felt magnified as he- no, as she entered the locker room. She'd started with a confident stride, but the required enthusiasm took over, and soon Jon felt herself practically skipping in. Her giant breasts jiggled up and down with her movements, but Sarah's other copied instructions left Jon feeling a true sense of pride at their oscillations. Let everyone see them, she thought with satisfaction. They'll love them as much as I do! Then, after a pause, under the mental cacophony, ... we're beginning to run out of me in here, aren't we?
Jon burst around a corner and saw several of her new teammates putting bags away in lockers and adjusting their uniforms. "Who's ready to show our stuff tonight!" she cried.
Some of the younger girls (what were their names? Abby and Addy? I should know the names of my teammates, shouldn't I? followed by Oh God, I called them MY teammates) echoed Jon's yell with a cheerful 'yeah!' of their own. One of the seniors, Courtney, shook her head in amusement. "Easy there, Boobzilla. You'll set off an earthquake."
"And what a wonderful way to go it would be," Jon chirped happily. She found herself taking her backpack off and marching down to a specific locker. Most of the cheerleaders had decorated their lockers in some form or another, and Jon saw hers had "JON" written in bright pink tape on the outside. She unlocked it as if on autopilot, somehow knowing the combination already, and was confronted by blue and yellow streamers hanging from inside. Go team! she thought, with the sentiment tipping more towards genuine than sarcastic.
"Ok girls, fifteen minutes before we need to be out on the field for our short practice, okay?" Sarah clapped her hands and called out. "Then head to the mall together for an hour before coming back here. Do we have enough cars to get everyone over there and back?" A few girls raised their hands. "Excellent! Okay, big game today, so let's make our practice a good one! Be out there in fifteen minutes!" A few cheers resounded in response. Sarah smiled at Jon and then left the locker room to head to the field.
"Jon, what's this I heard about you supposedly having a date tonight? With Karyn Black of all people?" Jon turned and saw Amber Levine looking at her. "Really?"
Jon felt a surge of protest from within - which at this point, was comforting. "Hey, Karyn's my friend, and I like her a lot," Jon pouted. She could feel the girlish expression settling in on her face, and inwardly sighed - maybe this was the best she could do.
Another senior, Kaitlyn, shook her head. "You're a cheerleader, Jon, you need to be dating someone better than that. Here, copy off me." Kaitlyn reached into her chest and pulled out a red heart-shaped blob, then pushed it through Jon's breasts. She stumbled for a second, but when she caught herself, she felt herself rising from fluttering emotional euphoria. Matt Stephens, an internal Kaitlyn sighed. The thought made Jon a little weak in her knees. An image of Matt rose to mind but through Kaitlyn's rose-colored lens. He was... really good-looking and such a decent guy, too, Jon inwardly gushed.
Jon shut her locker and leaned back, trying to take stock of the situation. So what does this make my reality NOW?
Kaitlyn stood up from the bench and threaded her arm through Jon's. "Come on, Jon, we've only got a few minutes before practice, let's do this."
Jon found herself walking with her automatically but couldn't put the pieces together. "Wait, why?"
Kaitlyn rolled her eyes. "You know Matt's waiting for us and you know how superstitious he gets before games. Let's hurry!"
Kaitlyn led Jon out of the locker room back into the hallway, and marched over to the men's locker room, pushing her way in without even taking a step. A few of the football players were in there doing their own early preparations, and whistled when they saw Kaitlyn and Jon. Kaitlyn rolled her eyes, but Jon shot them a wink and a finger wave. Kaitlyn kept leading them both until they were in the back shower space, where Matt was pacing and waiting. He looked up as he saw them come in, and his shoulders dropped in relaxation.
"There are my girls," he sighed. "I was getting worried."
"Matt," Kaitlyn admonished him. "You knew we wouldn't forget. Now we've only got a few minutes, so we need to make this fast, okay?"
"I know, I know," he shook his head. "I'm just so stressed about this one tonight, you know?"
Jon felt a touch of sympathy. Matt was one of the decent guys on the team, that much she knew. But Kaitlyn's emotions were swelling up again. Jon could feel there was something real between them. And now me too, apparently?
"Matt", Kaitlyn put a hand to his cheek. "Don't worry about the game. Just think about how much we love you and then kick their asses for us, ok?" She gave him a quick kiss, then dropped to her knees. "Here, I'll take care of it this week, I know how much you like Jon up top anyway."
"What would I do without you girls?" Matt groaned.
Kaitlyn unzipped Mark's fly and pulled his pants down, releasing his already erect member. She tucked her hair back and gave Matt a satisfied smile.
Jon felt herself stepping up to Mark, turning his head to the side with both hands so that Kaitlyn had all the room she needed to get to work down below. Matt closed his eyes and leaned in, pulling Jon in and launching into a deep kiss. Jon felt herself swooning a bit, then even more so as Matt's hand crept up under her top and began massaging one of her breasts. Jon moaned a little bit, and Matt moaned too as Kaitlyn began her work down below.
You do this once before a game and then they go on a winning streak, Jon thought with amusement. At least Matt will do his part after the game to return the favor and really satisfy us both, too. And any opportunity to correct those thoughts were crushed under a tidal wave of physical arousal from Matt's tongue in her mouth and his hands on her breasts.
Matt's breath quickly shortened, and he shuddered within a few minutes, gripping Jon firmly as if she was the one responsible for his release. "That... that was incredible. Thank you, girls."
Kaitlyn stood up and smiled, wiping her mouth. "You better play well now," she teased.
Jon gave Matt a sultry look and fixed her top. "And don't forget what you owe us later."
"I won't," he breathed. "God, you both are too good for me."
"And don't you forget it," both Kaitlyn and Jon intoned at the same time.
"Okay, I love you both. See you out there." Matt gave both Kaitlyn and Jon firm loving kisses on the sides of each of their heads. Then he went about pulling his pants up as Kaitlyn and Jon walked out, threaded arm in arm again.
My boyfriend is so great, Jon swooned. My boyfriend? Wait. Our boyfriend? Wait, how does ANY of this work? And after a pause. And do I even care?
"Let's hurry and fix our lipstick," Kaitlyn suggested.
"Yeah, you know how Sarah will get if we're late," Jon giggled.
They quickly went back into the women's lockers. And Jon wasn't sure how much of herself was really himself anymore.
