"No Brandon, you have to hold on." Jon sputters, trying to keep his cousin's psyche intact as the sound of the high heeled boots hitting the hard concrete floor were getting louder as the cheerleaders were getting closer.
"I cant....I can't...." Admy sputters as he drops the jacket on the floor, his name on it facing up so Jon could see it and he could see the d in his cousin's name starting to fade.
The click clacks of the high heels were getting closer and closer and by this point, Admy had removed his hand from his groin and brought his arm to a rest at his side much like his opposite one as his hands started gripping something as handles formed in his hands. It wasn't too much longer before Jon saw white, orange, and teal streamers beginning to emerge from between Admy's fingers, his pompoms finally coming into existence.
"I can't....." he sputters again, his eyes completely glazing over as between his legs, his penis has finally pulled up inside of him and the d on his jacket finally vanishing, leaving his name completed while the cheerleaders finally arrive.
"You ready to lead us back out onto the field for our next performance Amy?" a blonde cheerleader asks her captain.
Amy's eyes are cleared up once more as she starts beaming, a smile appearing on her face showing off her shiny white, perfectly straight teeth. "I can't keep staying here and talking to you young man, I gotta lead the squad out for another performance." she says to Jon as she starts leading the cheerleaders out the door she had just opened, Jon finally seeing that it leads out onto the field.
