"HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLP!"
Travis Herbert was trapped behind enemy territory. Having been superglued into his giant bird costume as the Swallows mascot he had tried to make the best of it. With all of the attention on the Swallows cheerleaders on the Home side of the field as they appeared to be masturbating he was pretty much on his own. Not even the Marquette Coach Maya Trinidad put a halt to the boys torment instead preferring to discuss things with her boyfriend Chism Goforth over his secretive betrayal with Piper Cherry in the restroom. Enemy of my enemy is me! So they say!
"Who's in the bird suit?" Cheerleader Claire Morgan grabbed Trav by his beak trying to remove the helmet. With no success she gave up and merely peered through the thin visor at Trav's eyes. "Looks like a nerd to me."
"HEY!" A saving grace voice was heard drawing the eyes of the entire Badgerl squad. All but Jolene Waco who steered clear of the situation. "LET THE BIRD GO!" Who was it? Trav had never heard her voice before but he was glad someone was intervening.
"Fuck you!" Came the unmistakable tone of Knox Hardecker healed from his earlier sacking by Jolene Waco was back to his cocky self, "You're not part of this Hottie so go away." Knox and his Marquette buddies were filtering down from the stands to join the cheerleaders.
His savior in the form of a newly acquired girls Coach named Jin Zellers had witnessed Trav's situation and just couldn't stand by and watch things unfold as they were. Why he was flying way over here she was uncertain but it looked bad. She having graduated at Marquette a few years back the newer classes barely remembered her Volleyball days.
"Don't make me kick your ass...ASS!" Jin pointed at Knox, his friends offering a flurry of "Whoaaa!" Knox wasn't afraid of any woman so rolled his eyes and proceeded to smug up on her with a glare of bravado as he tried to save face from earlier.
"You're on our turf now KPOP!" Ohhh! Racism! "You a member of Blinkpink?"
"That's Blackpink, and don't you dare put down my girls." She was indeed a KPOP fan. Go BTS!
"Wouldn't think of putting those down." He lowered his gaze to her floppy t-shirt. "Featherweight!" A fluff at her Swallow's t-shirt and the feathers on her shoulders he chuckled.
"Bet I'm not." She didn't flinch for a second.
While Knox kept her busy, the Badgerls taunted Travis even harder. A cherry lip gloss found Badgerl Deborah Boone bent down behind Travis as the cheerleaders held him captive. Writing on his exposed ass through the potty port the words "LICK ME!" rather than Kick Me in a traditional sense they laughed over his missing tail feathers, they glued up over his back.
"Fly away annoying birdy." Cheerleader Kismet Shonkweiler pushed him away and let him stumble about like a lost Dufus. Getting his bearings in a glued on bird helmet with a dark screen visor over his eyes the only real lighting he had was the large pole lights above the playing field. Even worse the girl in the Badger mascot uniform drug him around the barrier fence and kicked him in the ass with her big fur boot. Harmless but hilarious due to it's size. The Marquette audience laughed. This led to Badgerl Betty the mascot to do a victory dance.
"Your bird flew the coop KPOP! You can go now." Looking out at Travis making his escape Jin Zeller's nodded and opted to turn away. In doing so Knox noticed her low hip huggers and her G-string band resting high on her hips. Reaching out he gave her a wedgy. His band of bleacher Badgers holding their breathes after a ballad of, "Oh shit Hardecker." followed by laughter. Jin halting in step winced at her patch yanked up between her labia and grit her teeth. "Oh no, he didn't!" Returning to face him Jin smiled.
"That actually felt lovely! It would have been better if an asshat like you hadn't been the one to do it."
"If you liked that we should go to my office." He cast a thumb behind the bleachers into the shadows. "I'll kiss it and make it feel better."
"Mmmmm!" She feigned a bashful flirt, "You convinced me." She took his hand and led him behind the Marquette side of the bleacher rows. Back there she threw her arms around his neck as if ready to kiss him when he found her knee in his groin.
"Not again." He groaned.
In a blur she stepped back and pummeled Knox in the chest with both of her fists repeatedly like lightning strikes. He never stood a chance. His boys looking over the top row saw her martial arts moves and busted up. Two more hand slaps to his face before he could blink she went under his armpit and came out behind him. Doubling him over she returned the wedgy yanking his boxers up from beneath his jeans. Hearing him howl she at her canopy hold over his balls, she drug him around the bleachers to face the audience. Looking up at many of the parents that recalled her Marquette days Jin Zellers chuckled. "
He wanted to bow before you with respect." A kick of her leg over him as he bent forward in agony she showed off her Tae Kwon Do skills, rolling her back over his to prove her dominance. Landing on his other side she started to walk away.
Before following Travis Herbert out on to the field she was met by Cheerleader Jolene Waco who actually bowed to her. Jin returned the respect then they high fived one another. Of course Jolene found her fellow cheerleaders mumbling "Traitor!" She simply took her place in line. The Badgerl's knew she was the baddestgerl on their squad. All forgiven!
On the Swallow's side of the football field the Swallower's were still on their backs itching their exposed cunts and crying out in both misery and ecstasy. Sadly the itching power in their now useless G-strings had viciously tormented the one area that meant a dual impact. It was impossible not to rub their clits as they scratched and cursed at the top of their lungs. Piper Cherry luckily had taken hers off before the dental thread used on the material dissolved under intense moisture. Sweat and horniness was a useful additive in the sewing department of Crown Prints where a certain Odessa Bradley worked. She was feeling horrible now that her handiwork was taking its toll.
"No! I'm such an idiot." She circled nervously in step out away from all ears and eyes. Tears falling at letting her sister Ophelia talk her into this prank was hitting her hard. This would likely ruin her friendship with Mace Belmont. So much for that threesome with Ophelia. "IDIOT! IDIOT! IDIOT!" Poor girl felt very, very alone.
Piper stressing over her girls wasn't even certain what was going on at first. With the game paused due to the disturbance both Coaches Roman Crandell and Chism Goforth as well as the attending Ref's utilized their silver bullet whistles to guide their teams in formation. The Badger's respectfully making a wall around the Swallowers had their backs to them. Not so much respect in reality they certainly wanted to watch those sexy young sluts with their legs wide and moaning. They knew what their Badgerls had done to them and it was hilarious but even they felt badly to a point. Of course they would gladly offer to help rub that itch until all better. Maybe later Boys!
With Angus Furlong seeing his girl Robin's expression of pain and delight combined he assisted in his teams own gallant formation. They however chose not to turn their backs. Big Calvin joining Angus directed his team including those rushing over from the sidelines by yelling, "HUGGLE UP!" That meant the guys closing rank right around their girls and dropping to their knees facing them in a tight wall of protection. A shame to say it looked as if they were just wanting a front row seat to see which Swallower would cum first. Coach Crandell jus took his ballcap off and turned toward Piper.
"What is this shit Counsellor?" He was joined by Coach Goforth, he too trying not to laugh. Having just joined Roman after talking to Maya Trinidad on the opposing side he almost felt badly for the girls. Maya was behind the prank as much as the girls on her squad, she knew of the inevitability and said nothing. Even Waterboy's were bringing hydration out as if to flush away the itching the Swallowers were enduring. Wet t-shirts did not help.
On the sidelines Sable McKellen was glad she wore her own undies. The sole Cheerleader not squealing and on their backs she just didn't know how to respond.
"Oh my gosh! This is insane. First Travis sneaks off on me, now this."
Even worse next to her the newest addition to the squad Brandon Foster aka Brandy was now itching his own privates. It looked as if he were jerking off but tugging his uniform shirt over his mischief. The itch had struck his scrotum as hard as it had the Swallowers. Sable could only whine for their insane predicament. In her misery she found Travis out on the field stumbling about.
"What's he doing?" Seeing Trav twirl about on the open field lost she saw the graffiti written on his ass, "Noooo! Where are you Mom?" That stapler mission was taking Josie forever. Gonna be a loooong wait Sissy!
Speaking of Sissy, Dakota McKellen and Mace Belmont had slipped away walking Rotten to keep him controlled. Out toward the parking lot Dakota stopped his stride by grabbing his shirt. "Hold up! I'm sorry I referred to you as my boyfriend...well, as your girlfriend. I know you liked that girl with the poofy hair."
"Odessa! She's awesome but what you said wasn't a problem I'll fix it."
"I hope this doesn't ruin our movie night tomorrow. Sable and I've been looking forward to it all week."
"No way! We're gonna party our asses off." He chuckled.
"I've never...we've never been to a real party. Are we...drinking?"
"Ever drink?"
"No. Well, wine I guess, but only a sip. Daddy won't let us try anything harder." A brief look at his crotch at the word harder she pouted. In her thoughts she found her evil side, "I really hope I can see that up close tomorrow night. I like Angus but as long as he's seeing Robin too, I can do what I want. I want...to hold that." Thoughts of her Father's dick only fueled that desire. She was tempted to touch it here and now. Bad timing!
"What's going on out on the field?" Mace moved away, Rotten barking at seeing Travis in his Big Bird outfit. Whistles having alerted their curiosity Mace started aggressively walking back toward the field. Dakota stomped her foot at being interrupted and gave chase, her titties dancing in the dark. The night was still young and so were they.
"Accident maybe?" She whimpered then realized, "Oh no! Maybe it was Angus again." Like a light she bolted past Mace, now he in turn checking out her tight ass as she ran off.
"Fuck! I really hope I can get her naked tomorrow night." Feelings mutual! "Shit! I need to stop before I get hard again. All these cheerleaders, then that Trinidad lady. So many women so little time. Oh fuck! There's Travis...what's that other Mascot doing?"
In the distance he saw the Badger Mascot running after Travis almost as if threatening him. Rotten also eying the big furry animal and big feathered bird lost his mind and yanked hard on his leash pulling Mace off his feet and dragging him to the ground. An even harder tug on his arm Mace felt his shoulder pop and was forced to let go of the leash. Groaning he sat up on his knees holding his arm. Nothing broken just a twinge but it could have been worse. "CRAP! HEEL!" Usually worked! Not tonight! Rotten was full of angst. Who wasn't?
