"AHHHHHH!" Heather screamed as the crowded stadium fell silent for a beat. It's not every day the head cheerleader of UW is spontaneously butt ass naked, mid routine. As the mixed roar of the crowd crescendos with hoots, howler, and shocked yells Heather fumbles to cover herself with her hands. After getting over their shock, the girls in the cheerleading squad swarm her and rush to the locker room.
"What in the hell just happened?" Rusty shouted, glancing over to me. "Why in the hell are you smiling?" suspicion tone lingering in the air.
"Like I could make her clothes just come off mid routine." I could not help myself, I started to laugh so hard a tear came to my eye. The rest of the cheer men, as they like to be called, ran off the field after the girls. I laid down in the middle of the football field and just laughed. I thought this ability was going to ruin my life, but looks like I can get some use out of it after all.
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I haven't always had this little trick of mine. It just developed, came to be, manifested? I don't know how to word it. Basically, one day I gave a strange man a passing high five at the gym. The following yell of "WHAT THE FUCK!" perked my curiosity enough in to turning me. The guy was naked in the middle of the public gym covering his junk. With protein shake running down his bare legs pooling around his feet. Oddly enough, my only thought was "Did that guy just cum?". I had no idea what happened! Why is this man suddenly naked? And then a woman tripped in front of me. She was distracted by the gym rats firm fit ass, and missed step directly into me. Being a male cheerleader for UW, I braced and caught her. Hero moment, right? Wrong. At the same time, I noticed, she noticed I was cupping a hand full of her large bare breast. I do not care who you are, but there is absolutely nothing you can say to break the tension in that moment. Confused, mortified, slightly aroused all happening at once, it was a god damn rollercoaster of emotions.
Now, I am no moron. I can put two and two together. My hand touches their skin, they end up nude as the day they were born. I also am not one to ponder too far into how things work. I can make people naked with a touch, FUCKING AWESOME! Was my first thought at least. When I accidently made the 85-year-old woman walking down the side walk naked on accident, I thought maybe I should do something about this. So, I bought some thin gloves to wear at all the time. Luckily it being fall in Wisconsin no one is going to question my 24/7 gloved clade hands.
The real trouble came during cheerleading practice and routines. The slightest wrong move could reveal my new trick before I even really got to have any fun with it.
"Hey Jason, can we meet up after practice? I need to work on one of my stunts." Said Crystal.
She has always been a sweet girl. We always had a flirty friendship but it seems I could never make it further than a sloppy drunk kiss at a bon fire for the squad. Biggest blue ball friendship of my life.
"Sure. Meet you in the balcony? We can practice alone there."
"It's a date stud." She said with a wink.
The balcony in the colleges gym is always dead quiet, so I knew I'd have no issue with trying out a little 'sleight of hand' with Crystal. Finally see what those workout clothes are hiding underneath. As we walked through the routines, I got a bit nervous and had to work myself up to do this. It's time to see what this ability can do. As I set her up for a stunt, I grabbed her bare ankle with my hand and was greeted with the soft warm tight inside of a pussy around the fingers of my other hand. Everything slowed down for a moment. Her pussy felt soft and warm, shaved underneath and manicured in front. My cock stiffened immediately, straining against my shorts to be free.
"What the fuck!" she yelled as she wobbled so much I almost lost my grip. I tossed her up, and grabbed her on shoulder as she fell. Sliding her down the front of me, my cock slide between her lips as they passed over my shorts. She pushed away and tried to cover herself up.