“Ugh, who does that bitch think she is?” Janica spat disgustedly. “She just walks on in here and completely changes our lives!”
“I know! She’s gotta be stopped…”Rachel stomped her foot while the other cheerleaders nodded in agreement. Everything had been going perfectly for them until the new girl came in and threatened everything they worked so hard for.
The cheerleaders at Carver High had been on top of the school. They had the best clothes, threw the best parties, and could have any guy they wanted with just a word or gesture. But now, Clara, a new transfer student, was fighting to take all that away.
The girls watched enviously as the doors to the gym swung open and she walked in. She as everything they were, and more. Her boobs were bigger, her legs were longer, and her hair was dark, sleek, and shiny. Her smile seemed to light up the room, but cast shadows upon the other cheerleaders. Plus, she had already slept with three of their boyfriends. Well, not Janica’s; she just gave him what was apparently an amazing blowjob.
They stared in hatred as she flounced over to them.
“Hey girls! All ready for practice?” she asked cheerfully, bouncing on the balls of her feet.
“Yeah, sure. We were just heading to the locker room.”
“Great! Let’s go!”With that, she skipped on past the group of cheerleaders sending her breasts jiggling in such a way that had there been a boy present, he would have came instantly.
As soon as the door closed behind her, Janica grunted in frustration. “God, I hate her!”
The girls were nearly ready for practice. In the locker room, most were in their uniforms and were now checking their hair. The time had come for their revenge. Earlier, Janica and the others had made a plan. It was simple really, but the first in a long line of plots to make Clara’s life miserable. As Clara was checking her makeup in the mirror, Janica and the others came up behind her, surrounding her.
Clara observed them all in the reflection. “Hey, gals. What’s up?”
Janica stepped forward. “We’re sick of you.” And with that, she shoved Clara hard in to the arms of another cheerleader, Nikki, who grabbed Clara’s arms and held them tightly behind her back. The other cheerleaders were on her in a flash, and Clara was soon on the ground, pinned laying on her chest. She felt cheerleaders grabbing her, prodding her, pushing her, and less than a minute later, her hands and legs were tied up, and she was left to lie on the cold tile. She looked around desperately and saw Janica walking towards her, a garden hose in her hand, spewing water. This was Janica’s own personal touch, which none of the girls were expecting. They all seemed amused, however.
“So, you like sucking hoses, bitch? Well, enjoy this one!” She knelt down, spraying Clara’s front with cold water, and grabbed her chin. Clara was about to plead, but as soon as she opened her mouth, Janica thrust the hose in, tight. Wedged behind Clara’s teeth, the hose was stuck in her mouth, gushing water down her throat and forcing her to swallow to keep from drowning.
Janica stood up and laughed. “Come on, girls, let’s get to practice.”
She turned around to leave when she heard a gasp from behind her. She spun around to see hat was happening.
“Jan, look!” Nikki was pointing to Clara, a shocked look on her face. At first, Janica saw nothing strange. However, she soon noticed Clara’s breasts, which seemed to be slowly enlarging, lifting her torso off of the floor. “What the…” All of the girls were staring in awe. Clara tried to scream from behind the hose.
Clara’s breasts continued their growth, and the girls noticed that other parts of her body were following suit. Her ass had become rounder, her thighs pressing together; her arms widened and her narrow waist began to get larger.
Soon, her body had lost its toned, defined shape. Her large ass peeked out from beneath her cheerleader’s skirt, and the shorts beneath were engulfed by the widening crack, becoming thong-like.
Janica bent over and placed a hand on Clara’s side. Her body was squishy, yet firm, like a water balloon. She pushed her weight against the engorged cheerleader and slowly rolled her over, sending the water sloshing about within her body.
Clara lay there like a beached whale. Her breasts were the size of large medicine balls, and her body appeared to be at least two feet in diameter.
“Change of plan, squad!” Janica ordered. “Beth, untie her feet. “ Beth approached and began undoing the knot. As soon as her feet were free, Clara tried to kick out, but her legs had become nearly immobile. Her body continued to balloon outwards as the cheerleaders all approached. Again, they began prodding and poking her, but their touches were much gentler now. They all seemed afraid of popping her. Each poke sent ripples through Clara’s body. One of the cheerleaders ran a hand over Clara’s breast, causing her nipple to become erect. “Hey, check this out!” They all watched as the nipple grew in size, and, upon a touch, sent a stream of water spurting through the stretched fabric of the uniform.
"Oh my god!" Beth shouted, "I can't believe how huge she's getting!"
Clara's uniform began to rip at the neck, slowly at first, but within seconds it had torn straight through to the bottom, allowing her breasts to spill out. They sloshed forwards, resting on the tiled floor and jiggling as water pooled back and forth inside them. The rest of the girls stood back as Clara's once-perfect figure got bigger and bigger.
Her growing rear pushed her skirt all the way up, until it was like a belt around her waist. The cheerleaders behind her could see wet marks on her panties where water was slowly trickling from Clara's womanhood. They got quite a show once her ass became too large to contain her shorts and panties, and the two burst off, but remain lodged in the crevice of her butt.
Slowly, the girls walked backwards afraid that she might burst. Clara's eyes rolled wildly, her face looking desperate, searching for someone to help her. Her body had become quite spherical after her skirt had finall given out, and her arms and legs were slowly being sucked in, covered by her water-filled skin. Her head, protruding from nearly the center of her body, was elevated at least five feet off of the floor. Tears streamed down her face.
"Okay, that's good enough," Tanica declared. "Nikki, get the hose." The cheerleader snapped out of her shock and hurried to turn off the faucet. Tanica walked slowly over to Clara, running her hand over her tight, squishy skin. Casually, she took the hose out of her mouth. Clara tried to speak, but her cheeks had become waterlogged as well, and whatever she tried to say was muffled. Tanica slapped her hand against Clara's side. Tiny waves rippled through her body; the sound echoed like a drum of water.
“Alright, girls, let’s give this school a show they’ve never seen before!” Janica pumped her fist into the air, a devilish look upon her face.
The male population of Carver High filed into the gym noisily, taking their seats. Girls rarely ever went to these pep rallies because nearly all of them despised the cheerleaders.
The boys all stared curiously at the big thing in the center of the court. Something massive was lying beneath a colorful parachute, and the cheerleaders stood around it on all sides. The noise died down almost immediately as Janica shouted into a bullhorn.
“CARVER HIGH, ARE YOU READY?!”
“YEAH!” the crowd returned.
Janica turned around. “Behold!” she shouted. “The object of your affections!” With a flourish, she yanked the parachute away, revealing a massive, engorged, swollen Clara. She was a perfect, pink sphere, about ten feet in diameter and barely covered by the tattered remains of her uniform. When she was revealed, she tried to call for help, but was unable to speak more than a gargle. She flailed her hands around, which could barely be seen from amidst her swollen mass.
“Here you are, boys! The one you worship, the one you admire so much! Eat your hearts out!”
Janica dropped her bullhorn, smiling. However, she was extremely disappointed with the crowd’s reaction.
“Holy shit, that’s fuckin awesome!”
“She’s so hot!”
“God, I’d wanna take her to the basement!”
Janica looked around in disbelief, stuttering. Her disappointment was furthered the next moment, when the boys unzipped their pants, , nearly simultaneously, and began to fondle themselves, staring at the massive, enlarged cheerleader in the center of the gym, who only smirked.