Series 4 - The Party
From Create Your Own Story
| Status | ||
| Condition | Excited, Hopeful | Apparel and Items: Short Shorts, T-Shirt, Panties and Bra |
| Day, Time | Second Friday, Late Afternoon | |
| Need to Bathroom | Only a Little | |
| Level of Humiliation | None | |
Katie was looking forward to the party as she stepped out of her dad's car. In a turn complete turn-around of luck, the cheerleaders decided to invite Katie to the big party they were having at one of their houses. Seeing a chance to get on the good-side of the cheerleaders, she accepted graciously. Some of them had been pretty cruel to her during her first week of practice, but she could ignore that since that was only a minority group.
"Just call when you're ready to be picked up okay?" her dad told her as he drove off.
"Okay, see you later!" Katie shouted back, waving as the truck drove away.
Turning to the house, Katie walked up to the front door. She had noticed when her father drove up that there were a lot of cars there. She didn't think that there would be THAT many cheerleaders, hadn't the team only been about two dozen strong? It looked like forty people had shown up! Maybe another party was going on, Katie reasoned, ignoring the amount of cars as she stepped onto the porch.
The house was three stories tall, several car lengths long, and more than three times that wide, making it more like a mansion than a house. The front porch was neat and fancy, with some sort of nice-looking wood for the front door. Seeing a gold-crusted button, Katie pressed it, causing the bell to ring. Seconds later, the door opened.
"Oh, hello Katie!" Samantha greeted her, the same girl that led the group of cheerleaders that tortured Katie during tryouts.
"Oh, hi." Katie responded, her voice cracking mid-sentence which made Samantha smile even more "Is this your house?"
"Yes it is, my parents are out of town on a family visit to Canada, so we are here alone." Samantha responded, pulling Katie inside.
Katie heard the music vibrating the floor boards, making her question just how loud it was. Not knowing where to go, Katie waited for Samantha to lead the way.
"This way." Samantha told her, taking the lead.
As Katie followed Samantha, she finally noticed what the girl was wearing. Whereas Katie expected short shorts, jeans, or something like that, Samantha was wearing a miniskirt that was flapping up and down from her swaying hips. Katie couldn't be sure, but she swore that Samantha wasn't wearing underwear again, making her question if she ever did. For a top, Samantha was wearing a particularly small shirt, the bottom being only a few inches longer than her breasts, and when Samantha stopped and turned at a large door, Katie could see the outline of two hardened nipples.
"Just head inside." Samantha said with a grin.
"Ok thanks!" Katie said, feeling better inside that Samantha was at least happy to see her. Maybe the part would be a lot of fun!
Opening the door, Katie stepped inside and was immediately assaulted by how loud the music was. Her eardrums seemed to falling apart. Her breasts and butt felt like they were jiggling to the beat of the music, which was a strange sensation. Overcoming her initial dizziness, Katie looked around. To her surprise, she saw not only the entire cheerleader team there, but also a number of hunky, large men. The football team here too. None of the party-goers seemed to be minding her any attention, as most were talking among each other.
"Hey newbie!" Katie heard from the left.
Looking to her left, Katie saw a familiar face. In front of her was the football player who also happened to be one of the cheerleader coaches, his name, she found out, was Mike.
"Hey! How are you doing?" Katie asked him, putting on her kindest smile, she did kind of like the guy. She thought at first that she didn't like the way he touched her butt to fix her wedgie at practice. But she had thought about that later, and maybe she like that feeling after all, no one had touched her like that before.
"Oh, pretty good." he said with a handsome smile "How about you?"
"Just fine!" Katie responded with her own smile, her hand raising and twirling her brunette hair.
"Mike! I barely got a chance to talk with her earlier!" Samantha exclaimed, suddenly swooping in from Katie's left to latch onto the coach/football player's big chest.
"Samantha! How you doing babe?" he asked her, swinging an arm around her shorter form.
"Just fine Mike!" Samantha replied, grabbing his arm and pulling it down to her own butt.
"Umm, I'll come back later." Katie said, feeling hurt that someone kind like Mike had to be with such a slut like Samantha.
