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Cheerleader Initiation Ch 5
Sat Nov 4, 2006 11:35
Saturday morning she visited with her Mom. She had worn a bra and a denim skirt. She didn’t wear panties, though, so she was extremely careful about sitting. As predicted, her mom thought it was a wonderful idea that she dress more like a lady and gave her money to buy some new clothes. After dropping off her bags of clothes, she headed back to the dorm. She removed the bra and put on a shorter skirt. She headed to the mall and bought five new skirts. She still had plenty of money left over and planned to do more shopping on line. She wanted to know how it was going to feel to do a panty check with people around so she went into the ladies room at the mall. She was disappointed that nobody saw her stand in front of the mirror and lift her skirt high for the required three seconds. She left but on her way to her car she got an idea. She would hit the ladies room every 15 minutes, go directly to the mirrors and raise her skirt, regardless of how many people were in there and she would keep doing it until she was seen. She figured this randomness would be as close as she could get to the actual experience she would have on Monday. She put her bag in her car and headed back to the mall. Her next trip to the ladies room had the same result as the first one. Fifteen minutes later she was thoroughly humiliated.
It was about 2:00 in the afternoon. Janice had been in the mall without underwear for over an hour. She saw that 15 minutes had passed and headed into the rest room. There were three teenage girls just standing there, apparently waiting for a friend to finish up. Janice took a deep breath as she approached the mirror and lifted her skirt high. The girls erupted in laughter and immediately stated calling her a whore. One even asked her how much she charged. Janice blushed deeply as she learned that three seconds can be a very long time when you’re holding your skirt up in a public place. She did hold the skirt up for the full three seconds, though. She smoothed it down, ignoring the laughter and taunting from the High School aged girls. Her first instinct was to run but she didn’t. She calmly left the ladies room but didn’t go far. She knew that on Monday she would not be able to run from her audiences, so she stayed close to the ladies room. The girls that had laughed at her got a second chance to ridicule her. One of them even pointed out to a passing group of guys that she was naked under her skirt. She forced herself to do one more trip to the ladies room before leaving. This time, she found herself standing next to a middle-aged woman who was brushing her hair. The women gawked at her and called her a slut. She also pointed out that there were at least five stores in the mall that sold underwear and suggested she might want to pick some up while she was here. Janice realized that women were likely to react poorly to seeing her dressed like a slut and being panty-checked at school. She had been hoping the cheerleaders would confine their checks to the ladies rooms. Now she wasn’t so sure that’s what she wanted.
Janice had gone to bed before Ellen, her roommate, had come in so it wasn’t surprising that she was up and showered while Ellen was still in bed. Janice was very nervous about the day ahead. She had slipped on her robe and taken their ancient coffeepot to the bathroom down the hall for water. While she waited for the coffee to brew she hugged her robe around her and looked at the white tank top and tiny red skirt laid out on her bed. She had mixed emotions about what she was about to do. She was dreading going to school in the revealing outfit but also a little bit excited about the day. She was certain she would be exposing her self today and the idea of having no control over it was exciting. She was very embarrassed by the whole thing, though, and hoped it wouldn’t be too bad. She was hoping to get through lunch before being caught. She was sure she could handle wearing the NU hat for a little while, though. She heard her roomie stir.
“So, did you make the cheerleading team?” Ellen asked. Janice told her she had made the team. Ellen poured a cup of coffee and crawled back into bed. “So, is it true?” she asked.
“Is what true?” Janice answered. She knew what was coming but didn’t think she could have this conversation right now.
“I heard that there was some kind of initiation for freshman cheerleaders. Supposedly the freshmen have to dress like sluts all the time and they make you go to practice with nothing under your little cheerleader uniforms. This guy that was telling me this says everyone knows about it and tons of people watch cheerleader practice every Friday. He even invited me to go with him this Friday. He says everyone makes fun of the stupid bimbos that want to be cheerleaders so bad they’ll even do it without undies on. So, is it true?” Ellen asked again.
“Um, there is an initiation but I’m not sure I’m supposed to tell anyone about it,” Janice answered, obviously embarrassed.
Ellen laughed hysterically. “So, are you going to practice with no undies on?” she asked. Janice looked at her but didn’t answer. Ellen laughed even more. “You can tell me, roomie. I’m gonna go to your practice on Friday so I’ll see for myself anyway.” Ellen was having way too much fun with this.
“It’s not that simple. I don’t know if I’m going to have to practice without underwear on Friday. They tell us during the week if we have to,” Janice said. She couldn’t remember being more embarrassed.
“Oh, this is priceless. As if I needed another reason to want it to be Friday. Who knew my roomie would turn out to be a bimbo?” Ellen said laughing.
Janice was wishing this awkward conversation would end. She noticed the clock and realized she would have to hurry. Ellen wasn’t making any signs of going anyplace, though. She didn’t want to put on her school outfit in front of her but she had no choice. She discreetly turned away from Ellen. No sense adding to this by letting Ellen see her lack of pubic hair. She pulled the tank top on and stepped into the skirt. Ellen was laughing as she dressed.
Janice turned to face Ellen as she tucked in her blouse. “What?” she said.
“So, I guess the part about making freshmen cheerleaders dress like sluts is also true. That’s the shortest skirt I’ve ever seen in my life. I think you’re going to want to wear panties under that little thing,” Ellen said with a laugh.
“You have no idea how much I want to wear panties, Ellen. Look, I’m running late. I’ll see you tonight,” Janice answered. She left the dorm room with her roommate’s laughter ringing in her ears. She stopped at the soda machine in the lobby of the dorm building and bought a Diet Coke. As she was stooping down to retrieve the can she heard her name called.
“Janice! I see you made the squad. Congratulations!” It was Melissa, one of the upper class cheerleaders. Janice had no idea why Melissa would be in the freshmen dorm.
“Hi Melissa. Yes, I made the squad. How did you know?” Janice answered. She didn’t like the smirk on Melissa’s face and was so nervous she was shaking.
“Um, I’ve been through the initiation, too, sweetie. I can tell by the way you’re dressed that you’re on the squad,” Melissa said with a laugh.
Janice laughed with her, though hers was a nervous laugh while Melissa was genuinely amused. “Yeah, Carrie suggested we all wear the shortest skirts we dared to wear. I hope I haven’t overdone it. This skirt feels a lot shorter in public than it did in my room,” she answered. She knew she was blushing brightly.
Melissa laughed again. “I know the feeling well. I can’t help wondering what you have on underneath it, though. Show me,” she said.
“Here?” Janice said, shocked. She looked around. There were five or six other students in the lobby. Some of them were minding their own business but a few were watching this exchange intently.
“Oh, sweetie, this will probably be the most privacy you have all day, especially if I see what I think I’m going to see when you lift your skirt. Now, show me.” Melissa said. Janice was terribly embarrassed and Melissa’s laughter wasn’t helping. She couldn’t believe she had been caught and she hadn’t even made it out of the dorm yet. She reluctantly pulled her skirt up high and counted to three. She knew every eye in the place was on her now. She smoothed her skirt down and looked at the floor, too embarrassed to make eye contact with anyone.
“I think you are in for a very rough day, sweetie,” Melissa said with a laugh. Janice was mortified. She didn’t know how she was going to make it through this. She cursed herself for being stupid enough to think the cheerleaders would do their panty checks in private. After all, Carrie had told them they intended to embarrass her. Lost in her thoughts, Janice suddenly realized that Melissa was speaking to her.
“I’m sorry, Melissa, I was distracted. What did you just say?” she asked.
“I said you need to make sure you tell Carrie that you’ve already earned a demerit. Now let’s do the panty check again, correctly this time and then you can go accessorize your outfit with that pretty pink hat you have. You do have the hat, don’t you?” Melissa taunted her.
“I, um, I, um, the hat is in my gym locker and I, um,” Janice stumbled with her words. Suddenly it hit her. She had forgotten to untuck her blouse. Not that it obstructed the view under her skirt. She untucked the blouse and stood awkwardly facing Melissa.
“That’s a good girl. Now, skirt up, please,” Melissa instructed. This time every eye was on her as she lifted her skirt and counted to three. She could hear people talking about her and laughing at her.
“Very good. Are you wearing a bra, sweetie?” Melissa asked. Janice wasn’t and she knew it was obvious to everyone that she wasn’t. She shook her head.
“Show me,” Melissa said, grinning. Reluctantly Janice lifted her tank top, showing Melissa and everyone else in the room, her tits. Her nipples were rock hard. Melissa reached out and lightly pinched one of her nipples and laughed. “Are you cold, dear?” she said in a condescending voice. Janice didn’t answer her. She tugged her top down and stood; as embarrassed as she had ever been in her life.
“Ok, sweetie, you need to go straight to you locker and put the NU hat on. Also, you need to find Carrie and tell her you earned a demerit. By the way, I just love your outfit!” Melissa said. As Janice turned to go, she pulled out her phone.
Cheerleader Initiation Ch 6
Sat Nov 4, 2006 11:36
Janice fled without another word. She was stunned at how publicly she had been exposed and angry with herself for earning a demerit already. She walked quickly to the locker room, which wasn’t far from the freshmen dorm building. She put the pink hat on and looked at her watch. It was 7:35 AM. She knew she was in for a very long day. She stepped out of the locker room in her very short skirt and bright pink hat. She heard footsteps and looked up, surprised that she was not alone in the hallway at this hour of the morning.
“Um, hi, Carrie,” Janice said.
“Well hello, Janice. Don’t you look adorable this morning,” Carrie said with a huge grin. “Skirt up, please.”
Janice was blushing brightly as she lifted her skirt high. While she knew she wouldn’t get through the day without doing this, she had convinced herself it would only be a couple times. Here she was, lifting her skirt for a second time and she had only been out of her room for 10 minutes. She held her skirt up for the required 3 seconds. She had just finished pulling it down when Carrie spoke again.
“Skirt up.” Janice pulled her skirt up again. After her 3 seconds were up she started to pull her skirt down. At the very instant she started Carrie said, “Skirt up,” again. Carrie repeated this 10 more times. Every time the 3 seconds were up Carrie issued her command again. After the 10th time through this, Janice just held it there.
“Carrie, what are you doing?” Janice asked. Even though the two were alone in the hallway she was very embarrassed. She stood there, facing Carrie, with the hem of her skirt almost at her armpits, totally bare from the waist down.
“Just a little demonstration, Janice. We need to talk but I want your skirt up while we chat. The rules say you only need to hold it up for 3 seconds. Its going to be hard to talk if I have to tell you to lift your skirt every 3 seconds, isn’t it? I wouldn’t have to say, ‘skirt up’ every 3 seconds if your skirt was already up, would I?” Carrie laughed.
“You want me to just stand here like this?” Janice asked. She couldn’t believe she would be expected to just stand here in a school hallway holding her skirt up. Nobody had come in the hallway yet but she was terrified that it would be full of people at any minute.
“That’s exactly what I want, Janice,” Carrie said with a laugh. “Since you’re wearing the hat, any cheerleader can make you hike that skirt as many times as they want. We could stand here all day with me telling you to lift it every 3 seconds, or you could just hold it up right like that until I tell you it’s OK to put it down. That would certainly make conversation easier, don’t you think?” Carrie asked.
Janice had been holding her skirt up through this exchange, which had taken about 30 seconds. She agreed even though she felt like the world’s biggest bimbo standing this way. She wanted to get this conversation over with before the hallway filled up with people.
“Oh you are absolutely adorable, sweetie,” Carrie said with a chuckle. “Now, tell me how you got to be wearing that pretty hat so early in the morning, please,” She said. Janice told her the story of meeting Ellen in her dorm building lobby and having to lift her skirt for a small audience. Carrie laughed throughout the story. She was still blushing and, of course, still holding her skirt up. She laughed even harder when Janice told her she had earned a demerit.
Carrie pulled a pen out of her purse. “Turn around, Janice, “ she instructed. Carrie wrote ‘1 Demerit’ on Janice’ butt cheek with the pen. “Ok, sweetie, you can turn around again,” she said.
“Um, Carrie…can I put my skirt down now, please?”
“Um, no…you may not,” Carrie mocked her. “So, how do you feel right now, Janice? Still want to be a cheerleader?” she said, taunting the girl.
“I’m totally embarrassed but I still want to be a cheerleader,” Janice replied.
“You know, I don’t think anyone has ever had to wear their hat so early in the day. And I don’t think anyone has ever picked up a demerit so early, either. If you don’t really want to be a cheerleader, this would be a great time to quit. If you want to stay on the squad, you’re in for a hell of a day, girl,” Carrie said.
Janice still didn’t understand how bad things could get. She was mortified as she stood in the hallway with her skirt up. She had been holding it up for a full five minutes now. Still, the hallway was deserted and she was thinking Carrie was just playing head games with her by exposing her like this. Maybe she knew nobody was likely to come by and was just trying to rattle her.
“Let’s talk about demerits for a minute. You already have one. You’re going to get your second one in just a few minutes. Have you done the math? There’s 13 weeks in football season. If nobody drops out, you can expect to be NU 15 times or more. All you need is 10 demerits and then the fun really starts. Remember that 10 demerits cost you your underwear at every Friday practice. Also at 10, you attend the JV banquet nude. And we get to have NU drawings for our fundraising events. Your fellow freshman are really gonna be pissed at you for getting 2 demerits so quickly on your first day,” Carrie said.
“Um, you keep saying I have 2 demerits but I only have one,’ Janice said.
“I know, sweetie. We’re going to give you a second demerit right now,” Carrie said. She looked at her watch. “It’s 7:45. I bet there is a ton of people in the Union right now, getting coffee before their morning classes. Coffee sounds good, doesn’t it? We’re going to get a cup right now,” Carrie said laughing.
“How does getting coffee mean I’m going to get a second demerit?” Janice asked. She figured Carrie would make her lift her skirt in the Union with a big audience. She also figured she would take the 3 seconds of exposure and the embarrassment that would go with it over a demerit.
“Wow! That almost sounded defiant,” Carrie giggled as she spoke. “Here’s what we’re going to do. We’re going out this side door here, down the walkway to the main entrance, through the lobby, and down to the Union where we’ll stand in line for coffee. There should be hundreds of people around. When you’ve had enough and you’re ready for your second demerit just lower your skirt.”
Janice was shocked! “You expect me to do all that like this?” she almost yelled, tugging at her skirt hem for emphasis.
“No, I really don’t. I expect you’ll drop the skirt at some point and then you’ll have demerit number 2,” Carrie explained smugly.
“Carrie, this isn’t fair!” Janice protested.
“I know, sweetie, I know. I might have forgotten to mention this on Friday. The cheerleaders have decided we need to pass out way more demerits this year than in the past. Ellen sent us all a text message when she caught you. Everyone knows you’re the NU girl. That’s how I knew you were coming here to get your hat,” Carrie said with a laugh. “While I was waiting for you I sent a text message to everybody, too. We’re expected in the Union. Ready?”
“Ok, you win. I’ll take the second demerit,” Janice said glumly as she dropped her skirt.
Carrie laughed. She held out her pen and wagged it in Janice’ face. “OK, sweetie, skirt up so I can record it on your ass.” Janice lifted her skirt and Carrie wrote ‘1 demerit’ on her other cheek. When she was done she slapped Janice on the ass and said,” All done.” Janice dropped her skirt.
“Now, are you ready to go get coffee?” Carrie asked. Janice nodded.
“Good. Skirt up!” Carrie said.
“But…I thought…” Janice stammered. Carrie waved her hand at the girl.
“Want another demerit so soon?” she asked. Janice quickly hiked her skirt up.
“What are you doing? I accepted the demerit. Why do I have to hold my skirt up again?” Janice asked.
“Because we’re going for coffee and I want everyone to see our newest probationary cheerleader working hard to make the squad,” Carrie said with an amused grin.
“But Carrie, you said yourself, there will be hundreds of people there. I can’t walk through hundreds of people like this,” Janice said. She was very worried. She already had two demerits and the day was just getting started. She desperately wanted to avoid a third demerit but it just didn’t seem possible now. She felt ridiculous as she stood there holding her skirt up while negotiating with Carrie.
“That’s a good point, Janice. Maybe this is a bit much,” Carrie said. Janice’ entire face lit up with hope for a reprieve. “Tell you what, after you’ve been seen by 50, no wait, 100 people…yeah, 100 people, I’ll consider letting you drop the skirt without a penalty. Anything less and you get a demerit, of course,” Carrie said smugly. She laughed as the expression of hope on Janice’ face vanished as quickly as it had appeared.
“Carrie, please…” Janice started to say. She stopped talking as she heard laughter down the hall. Mortified, she looked up to see two girls approaching. She didn’t recognize one of them, but the other was Nancy Miller, the head cheerleader.
“Woo-hoo! Fashionably dressed for a Monday morning, I see,” Nancy said. She looked at her watch. Pointing to the hat Janice wore she asked Carrie, “Is this a new record?”
“Yes, it is,” Carrie answered with a laugh. “And it’s not the only record Janice has set this morning, either.” She grabbed Janice by the shoulders and gently spun her around so the two girls could see her butt and the two demerits written on it. Nancy burst out laughing.
“Oh my, Janice. It looks like you’ve had a tough day already,” Nancy said.
“She seems happy enough to me,” Jennifer, the girl with Nancy said. “Look at her. She’s obviously enjoying this. Are all the cheerleaders sluts?” she said with a laugh. Janice couldn’t help but notice that Carrie was blushing furiously at this comment. She wondered what embarrassing things this girl had seen Carrie do. It was obviously memorable since Nancy and Jennifer were laughing but Carrie was not.
“Yeah, she sure looks, um…happy,” Nancy said with a laugh. She stepped directly in front of Janice. “Sweetie, your nipples look like they’re about to rip right through that shirt. I think we need to do a bra check and get a good look at them. Go ahead and lower your skirt so we can check you for a bra,” she instructed. Janice looked Carrie. She didn’t want to risk another demerit and it was obvious that she was asking Carrie’s permission to lower her skirt. Carrie nodded and everyone laughed at the exchange. Soon her skirt was down and she was holding her shirt up around her chin while everyone discussed how hard her nipples were. Janice was so embarrassed she briefly considered quitting the squad. She dismissed the thought, though. She really wanted to be a cheerleader.
Nancy told her she could put her shirt down. As soon as she did, Carrie had her lift her skirt again. These girls just weren’t going to give her a break.
Cheerleader Initiation Ch 7
Tue Nov 7, 2006 20:39
“So, you’ve got two demerits already. How in the world did you accomplish that?” Nancy asked. Janice recounted the story from the dorm building. It seemed like ancient history now, even though it happened only 30 minutes ago. Carrie explained the second demerit.
“So, what did we interrupt?” Nancy asked.
“Oh, we were just going to get some coffee at the Union,” Carrie said. “And another demerit, of course,” she added, with a wink to Janice.
Nancy and Jennifer laughed. “You’re going to walk her into the Union like that? You are wicked, Carrie!” Nancy said.
“Yep, just like that. Want to join us?” Carrie asked. Both girls said they did. When Carrie started walking away Nancy stopped her.
“The Union is just through here,” she said, pointing down the hallway.
“I was thinking we’d go out the side door, down the walkway, and right in the front door,” Carrie grinned. Janice stood awkwardly through this exchange, totally naked from the waist to the ankles.
“You really are a bitch, you know?” Nancy asked with a laugh. “We have to get to class. I’ll see you later on. Have fun.” Nancy and Jennifer headed out.
After they had walked out of earshot Jennifer asked Nancy if they were really going to make Janice walk right up to the main entrance and into the Union with her skirt up.
“No, of course not. They’re just trying to scare her. It’s all part of the initiation. It seemed to be working, too. The poor thing looked terrified,” Nancy answered.
“Yeah, but she also looked horny. I bet a part of her is hoping they make her go through with it,” Jennifer laughed.
“Oh, I doubt that. Can you imagine what it would be like to do that? Our initiation is tough, but it’s not that tough. We’re not cruel,” Nancy said.
“Well, I’d say it’s kind of cruel. I’ve never met that girl in my life and the only time she wasn’t flashing her pussy was when she dropped her skirt to flash her tits,” Jennifer laughed. “What is it with you cheerleaders and nudity?”
“Hey, don’t talk to me about it like it’s somehow my fault. I went through the same thing she went through…well almost. Every year the sophomore girls add something. The last couple of years they’ve gotten a little out of control. Last year they made it a rule that the freshmen have to get to the locker room a half-hour before everyone else and just sit around naked until every regular cheerleader is dressed and out the door. This year’s freshmen have to attend out squad meetings naked.”
“See? It’s always about nudity somehow. Are all you cheerleaders perverted?”
“No, were not all perverted! Look, this thing has just evolved over the years. Every freshman girl goes through it and if she sticks it out and becomes a sophomore cheerleader it’s only normal to want to see the next class go through the same ordeal. The initiation builds team spirit. There are some really embarrassing parts of the initiation and the freshmen learn to help each other minimize that embarrassment by working together,” Nancy explained.
“Yeah, how so?” Jennifer was skeptical. She was still convinced the all of cheerleaders were just ordinary perverts.
“Ok, for example, you saw how short the skirt was that Janice was wearing, right?”
“Well, I didn’t actually see her wearing it much but when she was holding it up over her waist I could tell it was very, very short. What’s your point?” Jennifer asked.
“Well, right now, the other 3 freshmen are wearing equally short skirts, and going without bras, I might add. They do that so the regular cheerleaders can’t tell who was picked to go without underwear for the day. The NU girl has to wear a short skirt, the others don’t. They do it to help the NU girl,” Nancy explained.
“It didn’t seem to help that slut, what’s her name, this morning. Doesn’t that pink hat mean she’s not wearing underwear?”
“Well, yes. It was probably just some fluke that she got caught so early in the day. The cheerleaders will screw with her once she’s caught. If we see any of the other freshmen I’ll point them out to you. They’ll be dressed like sluts. It’s teamwork,” Nancy patiently explained.
“I still think you’re all pervs. Everyone knows that you make the freshmen practice on Fridays with no panties on. That’s perverted and you know it,” Jennifer countered.
“Ok, you have me on that. And the girls lose all their underwear, by the way, not just their panties. If you get demerits, that’s the penalty. That’s why they were torturing poor Janice with the threat of demerits. That was a rule when I started cheering, though, and I’ve been on the squad for a long time. That was decided before any of the current cheerleaders got here. It’s all part of the embarrassment that goes with the initiation. It really helps with school spirit, though. People come to watch our practices and come to the games.”
“So, that slut, Janice, is going to practice this Friday with nothing under her little cheerleader uniform?” Jennifer asked.
“Yes, she will. She had a demerit so she’ll be practicing in just her uniform and sneakers on Friday,” Nancy answered.
“Interesting. And did you ever have to go to practice without underwear?” Jennifer asked.
“Oh yes. Once, and it was the most embarrassing two hours of my life. Have you been to any of our Friday practices?” Jennifer shook her head. “Well, you should come this Friday. If you think Janice was embarrassed this morning wait until you see what they put her through at practice,” Nancy said.
“What are they going to do to her at practice?”
“Well, the freshmen don’t actually cheer at the games, so for them, practice is mostly exercise, stretching, and watching the upper class cheerleaders. Janice will have the pink hat on, so everyone will know she isn’t wearing underwear. Carrie, the girl that was tormenting Janice, will be leading them through their routine. The stretching exercises are bad enough when you have the full uniform on. It’s absolutely humiliating when you’re naked under your skirt. Carrie will be able to make that poor girl get into any position she wants. The first Friday is the worst because they will be trying to make the freshmen cheerleaders understand that almost anything is better than getting a demerit.”
“So, everything you’ve told me comes back to nudity. How can you say that cheerleaders aren’t perverts when all you do is make your freshmen get naked everywhere?” Jennifer persisted.
“Look, I didn’t make the rules,” Nancy said, defensively. “I’ll grant you that there is a lot of nudity involved with the initiation. All of those girls are going to lift their skirts in horribly embarrassing places with far too many people watching. They’ll all be totally naked for part of every day for no good reason, and they’ll all end up totally exposed during practices. Don’t blame me for this. I didn’t invent this initiation,” Nancy said.
“No, you didn’t. But, you’re the head cheerleader. I bet you could end it. And you don’t. And that makes you a pervert. I just don’t understand why the freshmen would even consider putting up with it.”
“Well, I could end it but it would make me extremely unpopular. The upper class girls love it and would never allow it to end since they all had to go through it, too. As far as the freshmen putting up with it, that’s simple. Some girls want to be cheerleaders no matter what the cost. Those are the girls we want on the squad. We’ve been state champs for 5 consecutive years. We win every year because our girls are motivated,” Nancy said.
“Motivated cheerleaders? Sluts and perverts is more like it,” Jennifer said with a laugh.
“Ok, you win. We’re all sluts and perverts,” Nancy said with an exasperated sigh. “Speaking of slutty perverts, are we still on for Saturday night?” Nancy asked.
“You bet, baby. I gotta get to class. Later, girl,” Jennifer said and walked away.
Carrie smiled at the embarrassed girl holding her skirt up over her waist. “Ok, Janice, let’s go through this so you know what’s expected of you. We’re going right along the front of the school, up the walk, in through the main doors, and then down to the Union. You can drop your skirt anytime you want to but if you do it before I think enough people have seen you, I’m going to write a demerit on your ass and your skirts going right back up. Got it?” Carrie asked.
“I, um, I, uh, oh Carrie, do I have to do this?” Janice was so nervous she was shaking.
“Yes, baby, you do. Come on, let’s go,” Carrie answered.
“Wait! How many people do I have to let see me like this?” Janice asked.
“Um, that depends, sweetie. I think at least a hundred but you need to keep your head up and make eye contact. If you don’t, it will be lots more,” Carrie answered.
“Can you at least tell me when it’s OK to put my skirt down?” Janice asked, almost whining.
“Nope. Let’s walk,” Carrie said as she strolled toward the door.
As hard as it was to walk down that hallway with her skirt up, it was nothing compared to being outside. People were everywhere and she was seen immediately. Naturally she attracted lots of attention and people were laughing at her, calling her a slut and a whore, and worse. She tried to make eye contact but she just couldn’t do it. She made it almost to the front walkway of the school and pulled her skirt down, overcome by embarrassment. Carrie didn’t say anything. She just took her pen out and lifted Janice’ skirt and wrote ‘1 Demerit’ on her butt. Now she had three.
“I hope you don’t think we’re done yet,” Carrie said with a big smile. “Skirt up!”
‘Carrie, I just can’t. There are people everywhere and everyone is looking at me!” Janice said. Carrie lifted her skirt in back and wrote yet another demerit on her butt.
“Janice, sweetie, it’s a very long football season and if you plan on being a cheerleader here you have really got to slow down with the demerits. You’ve got four already!” Carrie told the embarrassed girl. “Skirt up!”
Reluctantly, Janice hiked her skirt once again. By now she had 30 or 40 people staring at her, enjoying her exposure and obvious embarrassment. She had only taken about 10 paces towards the door and she spotted two guys with camera phones pointed straight at her. She slammed her skirt down in a panic. Carrie wrote another demerit on her ass and immediately ordered her to hike her skirt. Janice refused. She no longer cared about the demerits. She did not want those two creepy guys taking her picture while she held her skirt up. Carrie saw what was going on and relentlessly ordered her to lift her skirt. By the time the two guys got bored and moved away, Janice accumulated 8 more demerits and now had a total of 12.
“You realize the other freshmen are going to be extremely pissed off at you, don’t you? Because of your modesty now they’ll be drawing NU slips for all of our fundraiser events, too. And, just 8 more demerits and you become NU girl all season. You've earned 8 demerits in the last 10 minutes. How in the world are you going to get through the next 13 weeks?” Carrie lectured her.
“Please, Carrie. You’re being too hard on me. I can’t do this. Can’t you just let it go for a little while?” Janice pleaded.
“Hmmm, I could let this go for a while. Let me think about it for a bit,” Carrie stood and scratched her head, doing her best to act as if she was deep in thought. After a few minutes she looked Janice in the eye and laughed at her as she said, “skirt up!”
Carrie continued to make Janice expose herself with hundreds of students watching. She just laughed as the poor freshman would walk a little bit, get overcome by embarrassment, and tug her skirt down. Each time Janice tugged her skirt down, Carrie simply wrote another demerit on her butt and ordered her to hike her skirt. By the time reached the Union and got her coffee, Janice had earned 14 more demerits. She now had 26 demerits, more than any freshman girl had ever received in a whole season. She had also been seen holding her skirt up by at least 200 students and several professors. She knew she had been photographed at least a dozen times, and had actually been photographed far more than that. She guessed correctly that those pictures would be circulating around the school, and the Internet, for years to come. Finally, Carrie had to go to class and left the poor humiliated girl alone.
Cheerleader Initiation Ch 8
Tue Nov 7, 2006 20:41
Janice had two morning classes scheduled. She couldn't concentrate on any of the lectures but at least she was safe from Carrie. At 11:00 she was back out in circulation. She did encounter several cheerleaders and she was ordered to lift her skirt for a panty check. Each time was brief and her exposure was minimal. There was no repeat of the torture Carrie had put her through. She did earn one more demerit at lunch. She was in the cafeteria, holding her full tray when a cheerleader requested a panty check. Janice refused, not because she was unwilling to lift her skirt, but rather she was unwilling to put her lunch on the floor to do it. She understood that there was really no difference at all between having 26 demerits and having 27 demerits. She was totally screwed already and additional demerits couldn’t make it worse. It couldn’t get worse. She went to her afternoon class and then hid out in the library. Cheerleaders did not frequent the library and she made it through the early afternoon without further incident.
Nancy had been stung by her friend’s comments about the freshman initiation. She hated the thought of the entire school thinking the cheerleading squad was nothing but lesbian perverts. Still, after considering the initiation from an outsider’s point of view, she could understand why people would think that. Over the years the initiation had grown like it had a mind of it’s own. And Jennifer was right. Every aspect of the initiation involved a freshman girl getting naked. She thought about the encounter with Janice and Carrie this morning. Carrie had that wide-eyed freshman convinced she was going to have to walk through the busiest parts of the school at the busiest parts of the day holding her skirt up. It had seemed amusing at the time but she realized that it was really mental torture. Carrie was torturing that poor girl just because she wanted to be a cheerleader. Her thoughts kept coming back to what Jennifer had said. As the head cheerleader, she could put an end to all of this. Why hadn’t she? She was troubled by the question.
Nancy headed to the gym. Almost the instant she arrived Ms Beckwith, the volleyball team coach, asked to speak with her. Ms Beckwith had witnessed a good portion of the humiliating episode Janice endured in the Union earlier at the hands of Carrie. Nancy was stunned as she learned that Carrie had actually gone through with her threats and exposed Janice to hundreds of people. Ms Beckwith was a graduate of the college and had gone through the initiation 10 years ago as a freshman cheerleader. She lectured Nancy on the subject for nearly 30 minutes. During Ms Beckwith’s time, the initiation was much different. Each freshman was required to shave her pubic hair, which was intended to foster the feeling of belonging to a team while providing a little embarrassment for the freshmen and good natured fun for the upper class girls. The freshmen were also required to wear skirts or dresses for the entire year. That was the entire initiation 10 years ago. All of the current nudity was relatively recent.
Ms Beckwith continued her lecture by explaining that the school tolerated the hazing, even as it grew every year. Up until very recently there hadn’t been any public nudity. The faculty had some difficulty with the girls wearing the NU hat and there had been much discussion about whether the practice should be discontinued. The saving grace for the cheerleading squad was the Friday practices really did boost attendance at games. It was narrowly decided that the brief public nudity of the underwear checks on the campus grounds and the freshmen being coerced into wearing the shortest of skirts could be tolerated as long as the game attendance was high and the squad continued to do well in competitions. She pointed out repeatedly that the blatant and prolonged nudity she witnessed this morning could not be tolerated. As head cheerleader, she expected Nancy would do something about this. Nancy was ready to end the program right away after hearing all of this. Ms Beckwith told her she should fix it, not destroy it, though. She pointed out that having a cheerleader or two willing to practice on Fridays without underwear had greatly benefited the program. She also said the entire student body, and most of the faculty, enjoyed seeing a pretty young girl attending class with an impossibly short skirt and the pink hat signifying her lack of underwear. Nancy was strongly advised to tone down the public nudity while salvaging the part of the initiation that helped the school. She was expected to do something immediately, though she didn’t know what.
Practice started at 3:00. Around 2:35 Nancy headed into the locker room. She was not surprised to see the four freshmen sitting naked at their lockers. She also wasn’t surprised to see Carrie standing there harassing the girls. All four of them looked to be on the verge of tears. Nancy asked how many demerits Janice had accumulated and was shocked that the number was 27. That was more than last year’s freshmen received as a group during the entire season. She already knew some of the story and when she asked how all of the demerits had been assigned she knew Carrie had gotten out of control. She left the girls, telling them she wanted to see all of them after practice. Nancy had started to formulate a plan and hoped she could get it all figured out during practice.
During practice Nancy had a chance to speak privately with Carrie. She questioned Carrie about the events of the day. Carrie seemed proud of the torture she had inflicted on Janice. Nancy told her to make certain that she and the freshmen stayed after practice for a meeting. Carrie laughed and told her the freshmen would be right where she had found them earlier, sitting naked on the benches in front of their locker.
“Oh, that’s right. They’re required to attend all team meetings naked now,” Nancy said.
“Yeah, that was my idea for this year’s initiation. I’m sure they’re going to hate sitting their nude waiting to find out what this mystery meeting is all about,” Carrie laughed.
“You really like that idea, don’t you?” Jennifer asked. Carrie nodded. “Good. Because if you want to stay on this squad you’ll be sitting right with them. Naked.”
“What? I’m not a freshman! Why should I be naked with them?” Carrie asked.
“Because if you’re not naked with the freshmen I’ll bounce you off this squad for good. Oh, one more thing. Do you have a razor in your locker?” Carrie nodded, unsure of where this was going. “Lucky for you. I suggest that while you’re showering after practice you give yourself the freshman shave,” Nancy said.
“But why?” Carrie asked, confused.
“Because I said so. I want you indistinguishable from the freshmen after practice. If you’re not, you’re out of here,” Nancy said and walked away without another word. Carrie was worried about what was going on, but Nancy was long gone before she had a chance to ask any questions.
The practice seemed to go on forever. The four freshmen were preoccupied with their own thoughts. Janice desperately wanted to be a cheerleader but she was not sure she could endure many days like today. Ironically, she had been looking forward to it all. She loved the idea of the freshmen being singled out by their nudity. It was embarrassing to be naked so much in the locker room but she really wanted the camaraderie of sharing that experience with the other freshman cheerleaders. She had even looked forward to being the NU girl and had been secretly glad when she drew the NU slip in the first drawing. She would have been fine with several very embarrassing episodes of lifting her skirt for an audience. She wasn’t, however, prepared for the total humiliation she had endured today. Having dozens of people see her briefly hike her skirt sounded exciting. Having hundreds see her hold it up continuously as she walked around school was very different. She had even been looking forward to attending practice Friday without underwear. Having Carrie put her through the stretching exercises today changed that. She had fantasized about brief, embarrassing, and unavoidable flashes of her pussy while everyone watched her do normal cheerleading exercises. When Carrie had her lying on her back, stretching her legs over her head for 20 minutes, all she could think about was that on Friday she would be totally on display for the audience. Flashing was one thing. On Friday she would be giving the world the same view her gynecologist got from her. She didn’t know if she could do it.
Amy, Jill, and Denise were all thinking about the future, too. Neither one would admit it, but each was thinking they would resign from the squad as soon as they pulled the NU slip in the drawing. Each girl was horrified to see all the demerits written on Janice’ butt. Neither of them had seen Janice get humiliated during the day but they had all heard about it. Janice was the talk of the school. Amy had even heard of a web site where her pictures were supposedly posted. They all knew Janice was a bit of an exhibitionist. None of them expected to be able to match her performance and it was scary to see how miserable she was after her day at the hands of Carrie. Even if the stories they heard were exaggerated, it was still way more than any of them were willing to endure.
Carrie was just plain scared. Nancy had threatened to throw her off the squad. She had thoroughly enjoyed humiliating Janice today but only now was considering that she had gone too far. Carrie had been looking forward to her time as an upper class cheerleader. She wanted to really humiliate the freshmen. She figured if the cheerleaders were hard on them, they would be harder on the next class of freshmen and she would get to see three years of very entertaining initiations while she got her education. Now, it all seemed to be backfiring on her. She was mortified at the thought of sitting naked with the freshmen while all the cheerleaders got dressed after practice. She didn’t mind the nudity. She just knew her fellow cheerleaders would ridicule her forever about it, though. She was also dreading the shower after practice. She knew shaving her pubic hair in full view of everyone was going to be humiliating. She wondered whether Nancy was serious about throwing her off the squad if she didn’t obey. She ultimately decided she couldn’t take the chance and would just have to take the teasing she was sure to get over it.
Nancy was preoccupied, too. She was about to make sweeping changes in the initiation program. She knew how popular the initiation was with the cheerleaders and hoped she wouldn’t be hated for what she was going to do. Still, between Ms Beckwith’s comments and Jennifer’s comments, she knew she had to do something. She figured the cheerleaders would understand her actions once they realized that the entire school thought of them all as lesbian perverts. She laughed a bit at the irony of it all. She was bisexual but most of her relationships were with women. While the lesbian label didn’t quite fit her, it was close enough for most people. As far as being a pervert, let’s just say that even people that knew her well would be shocked to learn about the games she played with her current lover, Jennifer. The lesbian pervert label fit her more closely than any other girl on the squad and the charge had been leveled by her female lover, a lesbian pervert in her own right. Still, the initiation had gotten out of control and she was determined to fix it.
The after-practice shower was every bit as humiliating as Carrie had anticipated. While every single cheerleader trimmed and shaved portions of her pubic hair, it was not something they did in the locker room. Even the freshmen, who were required to keep themselves hair-free at all times, shaved at home. Carrie attracted lots of attention as she started to scrape away at her pubic hair with the razor. She had quite an audience and the laughter only increased when she shaved it all. Only freshmen went totally bald down there. Well, now only freshmen and Carrie. Things only got worse as she dried her hair and did her makeup totally nude. She put it off as long as she could but very few girls had left when she could delay no longer and took her place alongside the freshmen. Nothing cuts deeper than having your friends and peers laugh at you. All the upper class cheerleaders were amused to see her sitting naked with the freshmen. Nancy let the group gawk at her and gossip about what was going on for a while before herding them out of the room. She took a deep breath and prepared herself to lecture the naked girls.
“I am so embarrassed by your behavior today that I can’t even begin to describe it. You have brought shame to this team and I won’t have it happen again,” Nancy started. She went on to describe the comments that Ms Beckwith made. She also talked about the reputation the cheerleaders had as lesbian perverts. All five girls were starting to squirm uncomfortably.
Cheerleader Initiation Ch 9
Tue Nov 7, 2006 20:42
“There will be some changes to the initiation, effective immediately. The public nudity has gotten out of hand. Carrie is solely responsible for pushing us way beyond anything reasonable in that regard. So, I’ve made Carrie an honorary member of the freshman class. She will have some special rules, though, that will not apply to the rest of you,” Nancy said. She was rapidly building steam and was no longer nervous about delivering this lecture. She thought Carrie might resign the team, but she really didn’t care.
“Let’s talk about the parts of the initiation that I’m going to keep, first. I’m sure you girls know all to well at this point that nudity is a big part of your initiation. That isn’t going to change. We’re just going to be less public about it. So, you are all still required to be in this locker room 30 minutes before the rest of the squad. You will still wait patiently without your clothes, of course, and you won’t dress after practice or games until after the rest of the squad has left. You will also still be required to attend all team meetings in the nude. And, of course, you will be nude for the team picture. Your other rules, keeping yourself shaved, and wearing skirts and dresses at all times are also still in place. Carrie, you are now subject to each of these rules,” Nancy continued.
“But why, Nancy? I’m not a freshman. I’ve already been through this once!” Carrie asked.
“Because you’ve disgraced this squad and you are either going to accept this as punishment or you are going to leave. And it’s going to get much worse for you, sweetie,” Nancy hissed.
Carrie didn’t want to get kicked off the team so she knew she was going to do whatever was asked of her. She had mixed emotions about the whole thing. She had enjoyed tormenting Janice today. She had also enjoyed being initiated as a freshman last year. She had been in a brief but exciting dominant/submissive relationship during the summer after high school. She enjoyed the whole idea of forced exhibitionism a lot. She was a switch, meaning that she liked being told what to do as much as telling others what to do. She didn’t see why Nancy was so mad. She would have loved it if she had been made to go through the things she put Janice through today. The whole school seemed to enjoy the little performance she made Janice do, too.
“Now, if I had my way, this would be the extent of your initiation. However, I’ve been told that the Friday practices are good for getting the students interested in coming to games, so one of you will be wearing the pink hat every Friday for practice. I’ve also been told that everyone likes to see you girls in your tiny little skirts, especially when you have the NU hat on. I’m sure Janice can tell you how closely you’ll be watched throughout the day with the hat on. Even though poor Janice spent much of the day with her skirt up, people were still intent on scoring a peek every time she sat. Would you agree, Janice?” Janice nodded.
“So, you will all still be subject to the panty checks and one of you will wear the hat every day. We are going to change the way the NU girl is selected, though. Please get your hats and pass them to me,” Nancy instructed. The freshmen gave their hats to Nancy.
“Ok, you all understand that you can only be panty-checked once a day by each cheerleader unless you’re wearing the hat. You four will make your own individual decisions about what you wear under your skirts,” Nancy said. She walked right up to Carrie and smiled.
“And you, Carrie, will wear this,” she said as she waved the pink NU hat in Carrie’s face, “all the time. And I do mean all the time. Every day at school and at every school function and cheerleader function, I want you in this hat. From today to the end of the football season, you are the official NU girl. And, if I hear one word of complaint from you, I’ll make it the entire school year,” Nancy said. Nancy plopped the hat on Carrie’s head and the freshmen all started laughing.
What happened next surprised everyone in the room. Carrie immediately became aroused at the thought of being forced to go without underwear and to wear the hat that would tell the entire school about it. She made a quick decision, definitely letting her arousal overrule her brain. She waited for the girl’s laughter to die down before she spoke.
“One word of complaint,” Carrie said in a defiant voice. The room went silent and everyone was staring at her.
“Excuse me?” Nancy asked, not understanding what just happened.
“You said if you heard ‘one word of complaint’ from me, you would make me wear this hat all year. I said ‘one word of complaint’. Did you hear it?” Carrie was still defiant but already she was second-guessing her decision. The head cheerleader had just threatened to make her go the entire school year without underwear and she had challenged her. It was too late to take the words back now.
“Alright, the full school year it is, then. I hope you understood that wearing the NU hat also means that you will wear No Underwear,” Nancy said. Carrie had understood that, of course, but hadn’t really thought about it enough. She was just starting to understand the consequences of her actions and it was too late. She couldn’t back out now. She just nodded, which brought more laughter from the freshman girls.
“Ok, now that that’s decided, there are a few more changes. Obviously, there will be no more demerit system. Every cheerleader can make Carrie hike her skirt up whenever they want. The one check per day limit doesn’t apply to her. Carrie, there will be no repeats of today’s performance where you made Janice parade all over school with her skirt up, but you will be encouraging your fellow cheerleaders to take advantage of their right. In fact, you’ll be asking them to make you do this at the most embarrassing times possible. I’m sure Janice won’t need any encouragement, though,” Nancy continued. Carrie was a little surprised that the freshmen were going to be able to tell her to expose herself but it only added to her overall excitement about this whole thing.
“And, finally, we come to the subject of the Junior Varsity banquet. Since we no longer have the demerit system to decide what you will wear as you work this banquet, I’ll make that call right now. You freshmen will wear your underwear as the tradition demands. Carrie, you will wear just the hat,” Nancy announced. This brought a round of applause from the freshmen. Carrie thought about having to be a waitress in the nude for the JV banquet and was suddenly sure she had made a serious mistake here. She had often fantasized about being the only naked person in a room full of clothed people. She was now very nervous about that becoming a reality.
“We’re almost through girls. While I was being lectured about this initiation today it was made clear to me that the students and faculty all enjoy seeing our freshmen cheerleaders running around in very short skirts. So, for the entire football season, you are to wear skirts as short as you dare when you come to school. Carrie, your skirts will need to be shorter than the freshmen wear. You’ll want to take this home with you,” Nancy said, passing her the box of micro-minis the squad had acquired over the years. “I’m not sure what the penalty will be for not wearing something shorter than the other girls, but I’ll think of something,” Nancy said. There was more laughter from the freshmen.
“Nancy, if I’m understanding this correctly, then we’re off the hook on most of this and we can all wear underwear all the time except for the times we have to be naked in the locker room. Is that right?” Amy asked.
“Yes, Amy, that’s correct. Except for Carrie, you can wear underwear whenever you choose.”
“Um, Nancy? Do the other cheerleaders know about all these changes?” This question came from Denise.
“Not yet. I’ll post a sign announcing a team meeting before tomorrow’s practice and Carrie can walk everyone through the changes,” Nancy replied. She looked at Carrie. “When you made the rule that freshmen had to be nude for team meetings I’m sure you never thought you’d be nude with them. Just so we’re clear, you are to be totally naked for your presentation tomorrow.” There were no more questions.
“Ok, girls, you can get dressed. Janice, I know you don’t have any underwear with you. Would you like to wear Carrie’s to get home? She won’t need it.
“No, I’ll be OK without it until I get home.” Janice’ response raised a few eyebrows. “What? Everyone in school has already seen my pussy today. Why would I put on dirty underwear that someone else has worn now? I’ll have my skirt down the whole way. It will be the most covered I’ve been in hours,” she explained.
“Ok, then get dressed. Carrie, I’ll want to do a panty check before you leave, so don’t go until I tell you to,” Nancy said. “Oh, and pick out a skirt. You’re not wearing those jeans home.”
Soon the girls were dressed. All the cheerleaders hung around for a few minutes, though. After the things Carrie had done to Janice everyone wanted to see her go through the indignity of hiking her skirt for Nancy before she left. While they were waiting Janice rummaged through the box of skirts and pulled out a tiny red one. She looked Carrie in the eye and laughed. “I think I’ll wear this tomorrow. I doubt it’s long enough to cover my panties but it will be worth flashing my undies to the whole school knowing you have to wear something shorter, NU girl,” she said with a laugh. Carrie blushed and she felt her nipples harden. This was exactly what she had asked for. Now she could only hope it’s what she really wanted.
All the girls laughed as Carrie obediently held her short skirt up for a 3-second panty check for Nancy and they all left together.
“Hey Janice! Can we talk for a minute?” Carrie called to Janice just as the group was separating to go to their respective dorms.
Janice stopped to wait for Carrie. She was quite a sight with the pink hat and an extremely short skirt on. She had looked so intimidating this morning but she looked quite different now.
“Hi, I just wanted to see if you were mad at me?” Carrie asked.
“Mad at you? Why would I be mad? Just because you exposed me to the entire school all day long? Yeah, I’m a little mad at you,” Janice answered.
“Well, good. All things considered, I think it’s good that you’re a little mad at me. I don’t want you to hate me, but a little anger is good,” Carrie smiled. “I’m in a pretty vulnerable position here and having you a little mad makes it more exciting.”
“You really are in a vulnerable position now, aren’t you? Since we’re still in school, put the box down and get that skirt up,” Janice said. Soon Carrie was holding her little skirt above her waist.
“You’re not going to make me tell you to do this every three seconds, are you?” Janice said with a laugh, repeating the very same instructions Carrie had given her this morning.
“No, Janice, I’m not. I know what you can make me do, so I’ll just hold it up like you did,” Carrie answered. She looked around nervously to see if anyone was watching her hold her skirt up.
“Good. You know, I never did get that coffee I wanted this morning. Let’s go to the Union and talk this over,” Janice said. She reached down and picked up the box of skirts Carrie had been carrying. “You lead the way, sweetie,” she said.
“You want me to go like this?” Carrie asked. Even though it was late afternoon and there wouldn’t be nearly as many people in the Union, there were still going to be some students there. She hadn’t really thought about just how embarrassing it would be to walk right in holding her skirt up.
“Look, Carrie, you can’t possibly think I’m letting you off the hook for this. I don’t care how many people see you like this, it’s sure to be less than you let see me. Now start walking.”
Janice laughed as Carrie did just that. There were about 20 students in the Union when they entered and Janice was rewarded with the sound of laughter. This time, the laughter was pleasing to her since she wasn’t the one holding her skirt up. She put the box on a table and made Carrie come through the line with her for coffee. Along the way the girls were questioned about why Carrie was holding her skirt up and they gave the initiation explanation. Everyone stared but nobody bothered them. Janice carried both coffees to the table. She wasn’t ready to forgive Carrie yet and made her stand holding her skirt up while she sat. They drank coffee and chatted.