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Subject: {ASSM} Who Knocked Up Amy Jo? (fff ffm teen preg superhero parody) starring the Cheerleader with No Panties
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Who Knocked Up Amy Jo?
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Another exciting adventure starring the Cheerleader with No Panties!

by Johnny D.


"At 39 Parker Street lives Linda Carpenter, a schoolgirl nymphomaniac
who lives an extraordinary double life.  Whenever Linda chants her
magic rhyme, an amazing transformation occurs.  Linda Carpenter is...
THE CHEERLEADER WITH NO PANTIES, ever alert in the fight for justice
and multiple orgasms!"


Cheerleading practice over, the squad hit the showers.

Sarah got there first.  She stood in front of the showerhead and let
the streams of warm water massage her large soft breasts.

Diana was next.  She crept up behind Sarah, her naked toes
splish-splashing in the water, and put her hands around her friend,
cupping her beautiful breasts.  Sarah leaned back, feeling Diana's own
pointed nipples pressing against her, and turned her head to kiss
her friend.  Their lips touched and Diana's tongue invaded her mouth,
licking along her rows of neat little teeth.  And as Diana's fingers
twiddled her nipples, Sarah reached back with her hand, stroking it
along Diana's hip, then across until her thumb brushed lightly against
her neatly-trimmed bush.

And she felt another hand down there.

Diana spread her legs as her friend Zoe, on her knees behind her,
pushed her hand further between her thighs and took her clitoris
between her index and middle fingers.  Diana wiggled her hips, grinding
her labia enticingly against Zoe's palm, as her friend's lips touched
her ass here, there, and there again, and her other friend's lips
sucked on her tongue while her own hands tickled the sensitive
undersides of two glorious breasts, running teasingly up the sides
before finally finding the nipples and pinching then between thumb and
forefinger.

Sarah gasped at that, and Diana took the opportunity to lick down her
friends' jaw to the sensitive area just behind her ear.  Sarah started
to yip like a puppy as Diana kissed, licked and sucked at that one
spot, and she ground her hips back against Diana's crotch.

Zoe lapped at Diana's tailbone, then ran her tongue slowly down the
crack of her ass, her hands spreading her firm buttocks wide apart.
Finally her tongue reached Diana's anus and she went to work, teasing
that puckered rosebud with the rip of her tongue, rimming and nibbling
at the sensitive flesh.  Her fingers squeezed Diana's clitoris gently,
and then she dipped her thumb into the milky softness between those
lucious lower lips.

Behind them, Olga and Kim crashed into a wall, lips mashing together,
tits crushed between them.  Kim raised her leg and ground her pubic
mound against Olga's thick hips, gasping with pleasure between moments
of tongue-sucking franticness.  They broke apart long enough to sink to
the floor and Olga pushed Kim back, laying her in an inch of water and
parting her thighs for her invading tongue.  Olga wasted no time in
hitting her main target: she pulled apart Kim's thin labia and went
licking straight at her clit, causing the skinnier cheerleader to arch
her back immediately.

"Oh my God, I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" screamed Diana, before her voice
was cut off again by Sarah's lips.  Zoe had slid three of her fingers
into her pussy and was jiggling them about hyperactive worms while
licking her sensitive anus, and the combined stimulation was just too
much to take.  Diana screamed and moaned into Sarah's mouth, massaging
her friend's breasts so hard that titty-flesh was squeezed through her
splayed fingers, as her juices sprayed from her cunt like water from
the showerhead.

Meanwhile, Olga manoevered her hips over Kim's face and Kim slowly
eased her finger into the Norwegian teen's big wet cunt while her
friend continued to munch on her own muff.  Kim's juices were running
freely now, coating her inner thighs, and the few drops that Olga
didn't lick up dissolved into the sweet warm water and ran down the
drain.

"Right, now it's my turn to eat some pussy!" said Diana, shaking
herself free of her friends' embrace and turning Sarah around.  She
buried her head deeply between Sarah's tits (the biggest in the school,
so they said) and kissed quickly down to her sweet hairy pussy, which
was already dripping with either water from the shower or girl-cum or
both.  But Diana tasted and found it was good, so after licking Sarah's
lips clean she plunged her tongue between them, seeking the source of
that tasty musky goodness.  And finding it, as Sarah jerked in surprise,
and would have fallen had Zoe not held her up and started to suckle
at her big nipple.  Teasing it with her tongue, munching it with her
lips, and then taking it gently between her teeth and pulling it away
from Sarah's torso, carrying the entire weight of a whole breast on
just a few millimetres of nipple.  And then Zoe felt her own aching
pussy being penetrated, as Diana's finger twisted and slowly screwed
itself into her friend!

"Oh yes!" Kim squeeled, bucking her hips into Olga's face as Olga held
on and kept her tongue tight against her lashing clit.  For a few
seconds Kim's voice was gone, swept away in a tidal wave of pleasure,
and only breathless pants emerged from her lips.  And then she found it
amoungst the rubble and screamed "Oooooh!", jerking her legs and
running her hands over Olga's gorgeous ass, lavishing kisses upon her
European delights.

"That's it, Di, that it... fuck me with your finger, fuck me with your
finger!" ordered Zoe, and Diana did just that, fucking her finger
quickly in-and-out-and-in-and-out of Zoe's tight opening.  And all this
she did from touch, as her mouth was still fixed tight on Sarah's furry
slit, Diana's eyes tight closed against the juices that were running
all over her face.  Sarah could feel an ant-farm growing in her belly
and screamed out loud, grabbing Diana's face and keeping it pressed in
just the right spot as she came, hard.  Zoe meanwhile clung to Sarah
for support as a single finger brought her off, her clitoris straining
like a tiny cock then suddenly sending bolts of pure pleasure to every
single nerve of her teenaged body.

As her friends came down from their simultaneous highs, she removed her
head from Sarah's crotch and licked her lips, savouring the taste.
Then Kim licked them too, lapping the girl-cum from Diana's face like a
puppy.

"Hi guys."

Everyone looked up to see a familiar face standing in the entrance to
the showers.

"That looked fun."

"Ummm...  yeah." said Diana.  "Hi, Amy Jo, hows it goin?  We haven't
seen you in ages.  You're looking very...   well...  pregnant."


Missing the bus could be quite serious for most girls, but not for
Linda Carpenter.  Ducking behind some bins and muttering her
magic rhyme, she transformed into the superheroic Cheerleader with No
Panties and streaked across the sky in more ways than one.  Landing
behind the bus as it stopped at her stop, she whispered her rhyme,
transformed back into an everyday schoolgirl, and mingled with the
passengers as the bus disgorged.  Nobody would have known that she
hadn't been on it all along!

"Linda!  Linda, over here!"  Linda wandered over to where her best
friend Diana was calling her.  "You'll never believe what happened
after Cheerleading practice today."

"Ummm, let me guess," smiled Linda.  "You all went into the showers and
had lots of orgasms?"

"Well of course, but after that," Diana chided.  "Amy Jo walked in.
Amy Jo Carter, remember?  And she's pregnant!"

"What?!  Amy Jo, the only virgin in the Cheerleading squad?  Pregnant?
I don't believe it."

"You better believe it, and she's way gone.  She's got a big bump and
everything."

"She always did have a big bum, but that's her best feature." joked
Linda.  "Who's the father?

Diana giggled.  "That's the craziest bit of all - she doesn't know!
She's says she's still a virgin!"

"That's crazy!" said Linda.  "You can't get pregnant if you're a
virgin."

"I know, but she really said that.  She must be SO mad."

"Strange." said Linda.  "Perhaps we should go talk to her?"


Amy Jo's mother opened the door.  "Hi Mrs Carter!" chorused Linda and
Diana, grinning their most innocent schoolgirl smiles.  "Hello girls,"
she replied, "Amy Jo's in her room, why don't you go on up."

They found Amy Jo laying on her bed, flicking through the pages of a
teenage magazine.  "Hi Amy," said Diana, "Look who I've brought to see
you!"

"Hi Amy Jo." said Linda with a little wave.  "My, you really are
pregnant."

"Gee, do you think that might be what that lump is?" snapped Amy Jo.
Then she sighed.  "I'm sorry Linda, but you're like the twentieth
person to say that to me this week."

"No, I'm sorry, it was a stupid thing to say." said Linda, plopping
down on the bed next to Amy and putting an arm companionably around her
shoulders.  "I guess this can't be easy, huh?"

"Tell me about it.  I'm swollen, I can't see my toes, I've got this new
life growing in my tummy and I don't know how it happened and I really
want to eat brussel sprouts with chocolate fudge sauce!"

"It must be terrible.  But you shouldn't have kept this to yourself,"
said Linda.  "You don't have to face this alone; you've got me, and
Diana, and all the girls at school, we'll all help you."

"I thought you'd think I was stupid," sobbed Amy.

"Of course we wouldn't," Diana reassured her, sitting herself on the
other side of Amy and placing a hand on her leg.  "So how did this
happen, hey?"

"I've already told you, I don't know!" yelled Amy Jo, jerking her leg
out of Diana's fondling grasp.  "I've never had sex, never ever ever!"

Linda raised an eyebrow.  "Well we used to mess around after
cheerleading practice, remember?"

"But I've never had sex with a man!" shot back Amy Jo.

"Didn't Dick Robertson fuck your ass at the Haloween party last year?"
Diana asked.

"Well, yeah," conceded Amy, "but you can't get pregnant doing that!"

"And you're absolutely sure you've never had a man in your pussy?  Not
even a little bit?" asked Linda.

"I think I'd remember." replied Amy.

"Well, this is a mystery isn't it." said Diana.  She slid down to the
floor and regarded Amy Jo's knees with an amused expression.  "I think
we need to take a closer look at the evidence."  And with that she
started to pull down Amy's shorts.

"What-what do you mean?  No, that's disgusting!"  Amy started to
struggle so Linda put her hands on her shoulders and pushed her back
onto the bed, planting a gentle kiss on her friend's lips.

"It's all right," said Linda.

"But you can't!  I'm all fat and swollen and disgusting!" cried Amy.

"No you're not." said Diana as she gazed up at Amy Jo's now-naked
pussy.  "Come on, it'll be fun, lots of new shapes and lumps to play
with!"

"But-"

Linda cut her off with another kiss.  "Ssssh."

Amy Jo relaxed, then tensed again as Diana's tongue ran along her
pussy.  Truth was, she'd been feeling very sensitive down there of
late.  Sometimes she woke up in the morning and her pussy felt like it
was on fire; she would have to masturbate until she'd cum three or four
times before she could concentrate enough to get up.  And then she'd
feel guilty, because she was a pregnant woman and she shouldn't feel
sexual, it wasn't right!  But it wasn't only her teenage pussy that was
being affected by her condition; above the lump on her chest her
breasts were becoming swollen and tender.  She feared it wouldn't be
long before they started to produce milk, milk to feed the child
growing within her.

She closed her eyes as she felt her big baggy t-shirt being pulled
over her head and then Linda's tongue licking from her belly-button
over her lump, through the valley between her tits, then circling
around to latch up her left teat.  Leaving a spiral of spittle behind
as she kissed and licked her way to the nipple, and then finally taking
it between her soft lips and SUCKING-

-just like her child soon would-

-and sending a shiver of delight through her body.  She felt her
goose-bumps raising all over.  She streched out her arm blindly,
finding Linda's firm schoolgirl buttocks beneath her crinkled
schoolgirl skirt, and rubbed them, feeling the soft man-made fibres of
Linda panties moving across her smooth flesh.

Having teased her with her tongue and kissed all over the underside of
her stomach, Diana started eating Amy Jo in ernest, sending a lump into
the pregnant girl's throat.  The feeling of another girl's tongue on
her privates was far better than she remembered, and although the
contact was only on her labia and clitoris she felt almost as if
something were mincing all of her insides.  But in a good way.

She bucked her hips into Diana's face and her friend removed her face
long enough to chuckle "This isn't too bad is it?" before she was back
making contact with the places of most importance.

Sighing happily, Amy Jo pulled on Linda's thigh, and Linda,
understanding, waddled over so she was straddling Amy's face.  Amy
inhaled deeply the odour of her friend's thigh-sweat, then pushed the
crotch of the damp panties aside to reveal the pink treasures beneath.
Extending her tongue, she took a lick.  And then another, the taste of
pussy-juice stimulating the memories of all the times she had done this
before.  In the showers at school, at parties at Sarah's house,
sleep-overs at Linda's house, after school at Diana's house and once
even in the shrubs behind the science block.

She pushed one of her hands under the bottom of Linda's shirt and felt
up her smooth tummy, her smooth tummy without a lump, to the edge of
her bra.  While nibbling and licking at her clitoris, and dipping a
finger into her wet innards, she began gently rubbing her small breast
through the bra-cup.

Amy almost didn't notice she was about to cum until it actually
happened.  The tensions had been building inside her as Diana's expert
lips wove their magic spell on her nether regions, but it had seemed
somehow distant, almost as though it was happening to someone else.
She had lots of fun bits of Linda to explore and Linda had been
rubbing her lump and she'd just been swept away by it all, leaving her
body to enjoy the pleasures.  Then it was suddenly very much happening
to her as she came harder than she ever had before, her pussy clenching
around a non-existant cock so much that any penile intruder would have
been crushed to a slender straw.  She would have screamed were if
Linda's pussy had not been in her face.

As it was, the vibrations from her moaning against Linda's clit were
what made Linda scream.


Linda and Diana sat in the park, eating ice-creams.  They had taken
turns in eating Amy Jo's pussy until Amy had gone a quite disturbing
shade of red and had barely been able to get off her bed.  Linda
couldn't remember Amy as being quite so into sex before, so maybe
there was something to be said for pregnancy after all.  She spent two,
maybe three seconds considering throwing away the birth control pills
she had hidden in her underwear draw before coming back to her senses.

"That was fun," said Diana, licking all around her ice-cream while
fixing a rather bookish boy in the distance with a sultry stare.  "I
could do that all day."

"Yeah, but that's because you're a massive slut." smiled Linda.

"You're so right, I live to cum," said Diana.  "Or do I live FOR cum?
Hmmm...  both, definately both."  She smiled wickedly.  "So, d'you think
that guy over there likes anal?"

"What, giving or receiving?"

Diana grinned evilly.  "Oh, don't give me ideas."

"Let's get back to the point," said Linda, who then had to move fast to
head off another of Diana's double-entendres.  "Amy Jo."

"No points there, unless you count her nipples which were exceptionally
erect.  And tasty."

"Another month and you'll be able to drink from them.  Literally," said
Linda.  "But who's the culprit, that's what I can't figure out.  Who
knocked up Amy Jo?"

"Amy Jo says she doesn't know." said Diana.

"Yes, and she says she's a virgin.  A pregnant virgin."

"I read this story once about a pregnant virgin." said Diana, thinking
hard.  "Some girl a long time ago, although she was engaged so I don't
really see how she could be a virgin, y'know?  But they were kinky like
that back then.  She was a virgin and she gave birth in a cowshed, or
something.  The kid went on to become kinda famous.  Can't remember
where I heard it..."

"That was the Bible you idiot!" said Linda.  "You are joking, right?"

Diana put a hand on her friend's knee.  "Linda, my darling, I'm not
quite so sex-obsessed that I don't know the basics of the nativity
story."

"Good.  Well, I think we can take it as read that Amy Jo Carter isn't
the new mother of God, y'know?  I think we'd have heard about it."

"Yeah, it'd've been on CCN or summat."

"Exactly." said Linda.  "So, she's just an everyday pregnant virgin.
But that's ridiculous."

"It's unbelievable."

"Exactly.  No-one would believe a story like that, so no-one would ever
make up a story like that.  So it must be true.  Or at least Amy thinks
it's true."

"Okay, Sherlock." said Diana, after she'd spent a few seconds following
Linda's line of reasoning.  "What does that mean?"

"Well, perhaps Amy Jo has had sex with a man without knowing about it.
Perhaps while she was asleep...  who does she live with?"

"It's just her, her mother," said Diana, "oh, and her brother Pete."

Linda smiled.  "Exactly.  Let's go talk to him."

"Oh yeah, like he'd really tell us if he had screwed his sister while
she was asleep."

"Don't worry Di, I have a plan."


Pete, a full year younger than Amy, had a baffled expression on his
acne-covered face when he answered the door to find Linda and Diana
smiling at him.  "Uh...  Amy Jo's gone round to Sarah's." he said, and
went to shut the door-

-but Diana had her foot in the door.  "That's okay, it's you we want
to see," she said, smiling and running her tongue along her lips.
Behind her, Linda glanced down at Pete's crotch in an exaggerated way
he couldn't fail to notice.  "Well, you gonna let us in or what?"


Pete raised his head off his bed to lick at Diana's hard nipples.  He
could feel Linda's mouth moving up and down his penis, sucking and
licking, doing it a lot lot better than his girlfriend did.  But then,
they'd only lost their virginities a month previously.  She'd get
better with practice, and boy could Pete feel that there was a lot
better to get.

He flicked Diana's nipple with his tongue, pushing it gently against
his upper teeth, amazed at the way the older girl was responding to
him.  He'd always thought his sisters friends were kinda hot, but
they'd always been unattainable.  He'd never expected them to find
_him_ atractive.

Boy, wasn't he the stud!

Diana kissed his neck, along his shoulder then licked along his left
arm, pushing it straight against his bed at a 90-degree angle to his
body.  This took her nipples away from Pete's face, and his mouth
searched for a new target, slobbering along the underside of Diana's
breasts and found itself kissing her midsection.  From this position he
could just see what he could very well feel; Linda Carpenter jacking
her hand up and down his cock while licking at his circumsized head.

"What?" Pete jerked; he'd felt something.  Something on his arm.  He
turned his head and saw that Diana had tied his wrist to his bedhead
with his discarded sock.  "What're you doing!"

"We're just playing a little game," said Diana, crawling across him to
reach for his other wrist.  "You do want to play with us, don't you?"

 From this position Pete was looking directly at Diana's triangular
bush, which pointed like an arrow to something that grabbed all his
attention.  He felt Linda give his cock an extra-hard suck and felt
himself lost in the sensation.  As his tongue snaked out like a dart to
hit Diana's clitoris, he was only dimly aware of her tying his other
wrist to his bed.

The sweet juicy schoolgirl snatch was suddenly snatched from his face
as Diana scooted down his bed to join Linda at his crotch.  And that
was when Pete found that, tied to his bed, he couldn't move.  So he lay
back to enjoy the girls' expert oral attentions.

"Ooooh, isn't it big." murmured Diana, moving her hand up and down his
five-and-a-half inches as Linda showered his glans with soft kisses.
"Hows it taste, Linda?"

Linda wordlessly offered the cock to her friend and Diana placed her
lips on the tip and sank slowly down it, all the way, taking it down
her throat!  Linda cupped Pete's balls under Diana's chin as she
throat-fucked a quarter-inch of his cock, then withdrew it all with a
jerk until it was all out, strings of salyiva linking his organ to her
job.

"Oh my God, that was incredible..." groaned Pete.

"We know lots of tricks," said Linda.  "Here's another one."  She
placed her mouth against the side of his cock and started to rub her
tongue against it.  Diana placed her own mouth on the opposite side and
in unison their heads moved down, down to his pubic hair, then up
again.  Then down again, then up again.

"Oooooooooh Jesus..."

"It's delicious." said Linda, licking her lips in sultry fashion.
Diana ran her tongue around Pete's cockhead then enveloped it in her
soft warm mouth, her tongue lapping wetly at the top of the shaft.  As
Linda gently cupped his balls, Diana's head started to bob up and down
Pete's cock in more traditional fashion.

"Have you ever done anything like this before, Petey?" asked Linda.

"Urrrhhh...  uhhh...  no..." gasped Pete.

"What, you've NEVER had a blowjob?" Linda asked, giving his balls a
little squeeze.

"Arrrhhh...  oooh...  yeah...  with my girlfriend...  but never with
two girls..."

"So you're a group sex virgin," said Linda, genuinely amused that
someone could get so far in high school while remaining so innocent.
"What else have you and your girlfriend done?"

Pete was so far gone he could only gasp out his answer between moans
and groans.  "Oh God...  Oh God...  She let me...  God...  suck her
tits... and fuck her...  Oh God Oh Jesus God..."

Linda placed a few kisses on Pete's balls, watching them tense within
their little sacs.  She nudged Diana, making sure her friend remembered
their plan and didn't get carried away, and out of sight of Pete Diana
gave her a thumbs-up.  Linda ran her tongue through Pete's pubic hair,
looking up at his face the whole time.

"OH GOD I'm gonna cum!" Pete shouted suddenly.  Immediately Diana
pulled her head off Pete's cock and pinched his cockhead between
two fingers, applying gentle yet firm pressure while Linda blew a
stream of cold air against his shaft.  "Oh God what...  what..." Pete
groaned, bucking his hips as the moment of orgasm eased.

"Not yet Big Boy, we've got a few more plans for you," smiled Diana,
looking Pete in the eye.  The kid looked a little nervous, so she gave
his cock a playful lick; it jerked in her hand but didn't seem about to
spew white fluid, so she gave it another one.

Linda took one of Pete's balls into her mouth and sucked on it gently,
and Pete seemed to relax.  He wasn't at the edge again, so when Diana
started to pump her head up and down Pete's cock once more she resumed
her interrogation.

"So you fuck your girlfriend sometimes, do you?" she asked in a low,
throaty voice.

"Urhhh...  yeah...  since about a month ago..." Pete panted in reply.

"And have you ever fucked any other girls?"

"Uh...  no...  just...  oh God...  oh my God...  just her...  I
think...  I'm gonna cum soon..."

"You've NEVER fucked another girl?" pressed Linda.

"No...  never...  oooooh yeah...  Oh God..."

"Not even your sister?"

"Wha-no...  Oh YES here I CUM!!!" shouted Pete, and Diana grasped his
cockhead just in time to prevent an eruption of hot teenage spunk.
Both girls blew cold air onto his cock as Pete gulped and gasped.  When
he'd finally withdrawn from the precipice of orgasm he looked at them
in amazement.  "What the hell are you doing?!?"

"I told you, we're playing a game," said Linda, taking his cock in her
mouth gently and giving it a proper suck.

Pete threw his head back and gave a strangled groan.  "Oh God, this is
incredible...  I've never felt anything like this before..."

"Poor innocent boy," giggled Diana, bending over to lick around his
belly-button.  She traced her tongue down to his crotch and then up his
shaft, and spent a few happy seconds playing tongue-tag with Linda
around his thick red shaft, before she once again took him into her
mouth and started to bob up and down.

"UOooooooooooooh Gooooooooooooooood..."

"Your sister's very pretty, isn't she." said Linda.

"I g-g-g-guess...  oh yeeeeeeeeaaaahhh..." groaned Pete.

"Have you never even thought about fucking her?"

"No...  no...  OH YES!"

Diana caught the meaning of his exclaimation and once again used her
fingers to bring Pete down from the extreme heights of excitement from
which only ejaculation can result.  He panted, straining against his
bonds, his face an alarming shade of red, his hips bucking up and down
in an animal effort to get the one bit of contact that would bring him
off.

"Oh God, please...  I wanna cum..." begged Pete.

"Hush," said Diana, taking the boy's penis into her mouth once more and
grinning inwardly at the small mewling sounds that resulted.

"So you never, one night, went into your sister's room?" murmured
Linda.

"Whu-  no, of course - uh - not!" gulped Pete.

"Perhaps one night, while she was asleep in her bed, you pulled back
her sheets and took her?"

"Nuururrrrrhhhooo..."

"Pushed your big, manly penis into her tight little snatch and fucked
her while she was asleep?"

"No no no - OH GOD I'M
CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMINNNNNG!!!"

Eyes wide and unblinking, hips thrusting up and down, Pete pulled
against his bonds so hard his hands turned red as Linda and Diana
scampered away from his crotch, blowing coldly onto his cock from a
distance.  It stood, proud and desparate, straining to hit a hand, a
cheek, a tongue, a cunt - anything.  But all it could touch was the
air.

"What do you girls want, I GOTTA CUM!!  WHY THE FUCK WON'T YOU LET ME
CUM!" cried Pete.

"Did you ever fuck your sister?  Tell us the truth now!" shouted Diana.

"NNOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" screamed Pete in response.

"Are you sure?" yelled Linda?

"YYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSS!!!!!" screamed Pete.  "NOW LET ME CUMMM!!!"

Linda lowered her mouth onto Pete's penis and ran her tongue around
the shaft, while Diana thrust tongue-outstretched for his balls.  She
took one, then the other, in her mouth, sucking and licking, while
Linda moved her head up and down, meeting the thrusts of Pete's hips,
his cock banging roughly into the back of her throat!

"URRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRGHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Pete screamed as he
came, cum streaming from his cock into Linda's mouth, squirt after
squirt after squirt.  What seemed like a quart of cum spewed from the
teenager's cock into Linda's experienced mouth.  And Linda, her lips
around the rim of his glans, took it all.

"UUrrrrohh," groaned Pete, collapsing onto his bed and letting forth a
flurry of half-sobbing gasps.

Linda smiled.

"Now love, don't be selfish.  Share." said Diana, grasping Linda's head
in her hands and bringing her to a kiss.  Linda's lips opened as they
met her friends' and the two shared a very wet and messy french kiss,
cum flowing back and forth between their mouths and about half of it
dribbling down their chins and dripping onto their breasts.  Diana put
her arms around her friend and they rubbed their bodies together, their
breasts rubbing back and forth, lubricated by Pete's salty teenaged
jism.

Finally, they swallowed and turned to Pete, who was staring at them in
a kind of wide-eyed catatonia.  "Good game, eh?" Diana grinned.


After they had untied Pete and fed him a high-protein energy drink
(which should not be confused with the high-protein fluid the girls had
just consumed), Diana and Linda headed back to the park to discuss
their findings.  However, it was at this point that Linda's
super-hearing picked up the telltale cries of a soul in need; a woman,
screams shrill and piercing.  This was a job for The Cheerleader With
No Panties!

Making a quick excuse to her schoolfriend (one of Pete's pubic hairs
was stuck up her nose and she had to go have it surgically removed or
it might deform her for life), she slipped into a telephone box by the
deserted adventure playground and, whispering her magic chant under her
breath, was instantly transformed into her busty blonde alta-ego.

Flying to the source of the screams fast enough to leave a sonic
boom trailing in her wake, the Cheerleader with No Panties found a
young woman, possibly a student, struggling in the grasp of a greasy
black mugger.  Landing behind them, she tapped the mugger on the
shoulder and, smiling her most innocent oh-dear-I've-forgotten-to-put-
my-panties-on smile, brought the full force of her charms to bear.

The mugger didn't last thirty seconds.


The student had thanked her profusely; the police had come and taken
the comatose criminal into custody.  Now the alleyway was dark and
deserted once again.

The Cheerleader with No Panties squatted over the small puddle of
ejaculate the mugger had left behind, slowly evaporating in the evening
breeze.  She took a pinch of the sticky white slime and rubbed it
between her finger and thumb.  She focussed her microscopic vision and
examined the structure, seeing all the dead spermatazoa suspended in
the fluid.  She sniffed it, savoured the strong and pungent odour.

This stuff made babies.

That had never occurred to her before.  She'd seen cum before, lots of
it.  She'd seen the cum of her schoolfriends at their Friday-night
orgies, and their Saturday-night orgies, and their other more random
sexual encounters.  She'd seen criminals cum at every bank raid, every
mugging, every kidnapping she had ever foiled; she'd stare at them and
act sexy, and they wouldn't be able to help themselves for
masturbating until they hit the biggest orgasm of their life and were
left too exhausted to resist arrest.  But she'd never really thought
about it before; it was just cum, sticky and white and smelly and yummy
(the latter not in the case of criminal cum, of course).

But it wasn't just cum; it was baby-making juice, full of little seeds
that would crawl into your belly and make a baby if you didn't take
precautions with latex or drugs.  That had happened to Amy Jo; of that
there could be no doubt.  But how?

A distant clock chimed dinnertime and the Cheerleader flew home.


The following morning, Linda and Diana sat next to each other at the
back of their English class.  While the teacher droned on about some
19th Century English writer, the girls discussed the events of the
previous day.

"So, d'you think Pete did his sister?" said Linda.

Diana snorted, then momentarily buried her head in her textbook while
the teacher stared at her.  "Come on dear," she whispered when
attention had been diverted, "there's no way he'd have lied to us with
what we were doing to him."

"You're right," agreed Linda.  "Pete's not the father.  But where does
that leave us?"

Diana shrugged.  "Some other guy."

"Some other guy?  But how?  How could anyone else fuck Amy Jo without
her noticing?  Come off it."

"Alright Einstein, so what's your theory?" said Diana.

Linda's face assumed a thoughful expression.  "Someone once said; 'If
you eliminate the impossible, then what remains, however improbable,
must be the truth.'"

"Who said that?"

"The teacher, five minutes ago, quoting this Victorian guy."

"Well _someone's_ the brainbox." said Diana.  Then she giggled.  "I
prefer your other box."

"Ha ha ha."

"So what does all that mean?"

"We know Amy Jo's child didn't result from sex with a man, so it must
result from sex with a woman."

Diana raised an eyebrow.  "Darling, that's not how the facts of life
work.  We'll have to give you some more homework."

"Oooh, please Miss, I need lots of after-school tutoring." Linda
chuckled.  Then she became serious.  "Look, I don't know what it means
either.  But the more I think about it, the more I think that's where
the answer lies."

Diana sighed.  "So what's our next step Sherlock?"

"Who were Amy Jo's friends?"

"You, me...  the rest of the Cheerleaders..." Diana shrugged.  "She was
kinda quiet, kept herself to herself."

"Right." said Linda.  "I'll talk to the other Cheerleaders, see if they
know anything.  You go and have a chat with Amy's mum.  Maybe we're
missing something."

"Oh nice." grumbled Diana.  "You get the hot girls, I get the
whithered old crone."

"You only have to talk, I'm not asking you to have sex with her."


Linda happened upon Kim at lunch-time.  The cheerleader was sitting on
a low wall eating her sandwiches while watching the football squad
train.

"Nice view, huh?" said Linda.

Kim nodded and passed her the binoculars.  Linda focussed them to her
eyes and watched as the muscular bodies with tight asses ran around on
the training fields.  "Definately a nice view."

Linda put the binoculars down and turned back to her friend.  "Diana
told me about Amy Jo.  Bit of a shock, eh?"

"You're telling me." replied Kim.  "I mean, Amy Jo?  Probably the only
girl in this school with her hymem intact.  Amy Jo, pregnant?  God,
what's the world coming to."

"Did she..." Linda tailed off as she pondered how to tactfully insert
this question, and failed to find a way.  "Any idea who the father is?"

"She says she doesn't though."

"I heard she said she was still a virgin."

Kim laughed.  "Yeah, and so am I, and so are you.  She's got a baby,
it's pretty conclusive evidence, y'know?  She must be crazy even to
claim that.  But then she always was kinda weird."

"And she didn't tell you anything?"

"Nah." said Kim.  "She was really tight-lipped.  What about you, any
thoughts on who put that bun in her oven?"

_I'm_ interrogating _you_, Linda thought.  But she said "No.  I've
been trying to work it out, but it just doesn't make any sense."

"You used to be good pals with her, didn't you?"

"Not really," said Linda.  "We hung around a bit but we kinda lost
touch when I left the cheerleading squad."

"Yeah, why did you give up cheerleading?" asked Kim.  "You were so good
at it, and we had some great times in the showers."

"I just..." Linda's sentence tailed off as she tried to think of an
ending.  In reality, she'd had to give up the cheerleading because of
her superheroic responsibilities; too often she'd had to run out
half-way through practice to deal with a bank robbery or a crazed
meglomaniac supervillain.  "My Mom told me I had to study harder." she
said finally.

"Fascist."  Kim picked up the binoculars and peered at the football
players again.  Then sighed.  "All this peeping is making me horny."

"Wanna to go to the broom closet and make out?" offered Linda.

"I wanna do more than make out." replied Kim, opening her schoolbag and
showing Linda the three large vibrators contained within.  "You got
thirty minutes?"

"I can find the time." smiled Linda.


DING-DONG!  Linda rang Zoe's doorbell.

Zoe answered the door wearing a lilac bathrobe.  "Oh, it's you." she
said.  "I was expecting Sarah and Olga."

"Will I do until they come?"

"You can come too." Zoe smiled.  "Come on, let's come!"

She dragged Linda through her door, shut it, and gave her a big wet
tonguey kiss that left Linda breathless.  When finally Zoe allowed her
up for air, she could only gasp "Where's your mum?"

"She and Dad've gone on a second honeymoon, so we can have some real
FUN!" grinned Zoe, pushing Linda back into the dining room and shucking
off her robe to reveal that she was naked except for two nipple-clamps
and a large strap-on dildo.

"Wow, these look fun." said Linda, giving one nipple-clamp a little tug
and watching her friend's pert little breast bounce up and down when
she released.

"I found them in my Mum's suitcase." Zoe replied, stepping close to
Linda so that the clamps rubbed against her clean white schoolshirt.
Linda felt her own nipples hardening into rock-hard little nubbins.
"And I borrowed this from Olga," Zoe continued, rubbing her rubber cock
against the front of Linda's skirt, up and down, just touching the edge
of her clitoris.

"Do you want it, Linda," Zoe whispered in a sultry voice.  "Do you
want it..."

"OOooh, yes..." groaned Linda, gently gyrating her hips against the hard
rubber head.

"How do you want it, Linda," Zoe continued, "tell me how you want it."

"I want it...  I want in me.  I want it in my pussy..."

"You want me to put my big cock into you..."

"Oh yes..."

"And fuck you with it?"

"Oh yes..."

Zoe kissed her forcefully.  "Say please."

"Please."

Zoe gently pushed Linda back onto the dining table and pushed her skirt
up her thighs.  She ran her hands from her knees up her legs to her
inner thighs, to her panties; her fingers slipped inside, brushing
against Linda's sensitive labia, then twisted, pulling to rip a hole in
the thin material.  She stepped between her friend's legs and gently
rubbed her fake penis up and down Linda's wet slit.  "Are you sure you
want it?" she said.

"Stop teasing and FUCK ME!" shouted Linda in response.

Zoe grinned and pushed her hips forward, driving the bulbous head of
her strap-on into Linda's pussy.  It slid in easily, between the torn
edges of the hole in her panties, between the slick lips of her
teenaged pussy.

"I said stop teasing," said Linda.

Zoe bucked her hips forward and four inches of the penis shot into
Linda's cunt, drawing an "Ooh" from her lips.  She gyrated her hips and
withdrew a couple of inches, then put them back, and in this way began
to thrust gently in and out.

"Now this is, oh, more like it!" groaned Linda.

Her friend grabbed her ankles and lifted her legs above her, allowing
freer access to her pussy of which she immediately took advangage,
picking up her pace.  In and out she thrusted, like a boy with a penis,
except her penis was a decent size and would never ever go limp.  She
stuck her finger into the fabric of Linda's panties, just above the
gash, and found just what she was looking for; Linda's clitoris, erect
and proud, just waiting for some severe attention.  She let Linda's
legs fall to her sides and contentrated on pushing this little pleasure
nubbin against her thrusting fake dick, enjoying the look of helpless
pleasure on her schoolfriend's face.

"This is so good, your cock feels so good inside me!"

"Looking good from here too, babe."

"D'you think...  Amy Jo...  did it in this position?"

"Nah.  She'd have done it missionary."

"Oh that feels so good.  She...  she told you that?" panted Linda.

"Told me?  No, I didn't really talk to her, but she always was far too
repressed for any other position."

"Who...  who d'you think did it?"

"No idea.  Did you really fuck her yesterday?"

"Yeah...  oh yeah..."

"Was it gross?"

"No she was...  really horny..."

"What did you do to the pregnant girl, you nasty little teenager?"

"We ate her...  and licked her pussy...  we sucked...  her tits and ate
her out until she was dry...  and wet... oh God, Zoe, you're gonna make
me cum."

Zoe smiled cruelly.  "Does my cock feel good in your pussy you little
schoolgirl slut?"

"Yeah...  yes...  God Christ it feels so good..."

"Well I've got a trick to show you."  Zoe reached under the dildo and
flicked the switch that was located at the base; the shaft immediately
started to vibrate and the end inside Linda began to gyrate and squirm
about.  The effect on Linda was equally immediate; she stiffened and
began to buck her hips up and down, squeeling "Oh God oh god fuck shit
god shit!  FUCKING SHIT!!!"

Linda pulled on the left nipple-clamp to bring her friend down over
her, then mashed her lips against Zoe's as soon as she was within
range.  Her tongue darted forth, passionately fucking Zoe's mouth
almost as wildly as the fake cock was fucking her own pussy, drawing
out juices that socked her panties and cast their musky scent
throughout the room, a scent that hit her nostrils like a 20 tonne
truck ten times a second, each breath a new mixture of muff-odour and
Zoe's perfume, fanning flames in her brain to match the fire in her
groin, caused by the magic cock that was hitting every single nerve in
her pussy.  She manically humped her hips up and down, and Zoe humped
hers down and up, matching her thrusts, driving the humming cock in and
out.  She felt a moan building inside her and pulled Zoe's face from
her own with fingers twisted in her friend's short hair just as she
burst and screamed and shouted and yelled and squirted and oozed and
pulled and quivered and shook and tensed and yelped and yipped and...

To put it another way, Linda came.

And the audiance applauded.


"How long have you been standing there?" panted Linda once her eyes had
started focussing again.

"We let ourselves in just as Zoe hit the magic button.  It's good, eh?"
grinned Sarah.

Beside her, Olga also grinned.  "You cum really good!" she said in her
slightly stilted English.

Linda raised her eyebrow.  "And how do you cum?"

Sarah's eyes sparkled.  "Let's all go upstairs and we'll show you." she
said.


Zoe had found some handcuffs in her mother's bedside cabinet, so the
girls had cuffed her ankles to the bedhead in a spread-eagled position
and dived upon her pussy.  Olga and Linda shared the duties; the
Norwegian girl's thick tongue fucking her slit like a little cock,
while Diana's more dainty tongue flicked across her clitoris.
Meanwhile, Zoe and Sarah indulged in a little mutual breast-pleasing;
Zoe almost being smothered by one of Sarah's massive mammaries, while
Sarah's tongue licked around the edge of the nipple clamp atop one of
Zoe's more petite teats.

Under the ministrations of three experienced tongues, there is only so
long any girl can hold out, and Zoe had already been driven close by
having the vibrating strap-on pressing against her pubic bone, not to
mention the sharp sensation of the nipple-clamps and a fair amount of
masturbation before Linda had even arrived.  Almost as soon as they had
started she was panting hard, and soon her hips were gyrating in tiny
circles as her leg muscles tensed against their bonds and she groaned
around Sarah's nipple.  Linda knew the signs and sucked hard on Zoe's
clit, Olga thrusting two fingers into the pussy below and jiggling them
about, drawing droplets of pussy-juice to coat their faces as Zoe came.

When finally Zoe had come down, Sarah got up, announced that she had to
go pee, and retreated to the bathroom.  Olga got up from between Zoe's
thighs and licked a line from her clitoris to her chin, leaving a trail
of saliyva and pussy juice.  Unnoticed for a moment, Linda slipped
quietly from the room.

She found Sarah sitting on the toilet.  "Urrhhh...  hi Linda." she
said.

"Hello." smiled Linda.

"I need to pee." said Sarah.

"That's okay," said Linda, stepping close to the naked teen.  "Pee."
She bent down and gave Sarah a soft kiss.

After a moment, the sound of urine striking toilet water began to echo
around the big bathroom.  Linda carefully reached down between Sarah's
legs, feeling hot pee running over her hand, and began to gently
massage Sarah's clit.

"Oooh, that feels...  different..." sighed Sarah.

"Nice?"

"Nice." she confirmed with another sigh.  "You know, I'm sure there's
some reason you shouldn't be doing that.  Some biological reason."

"If it feels good, do it." said Linda, quoting the school's unofficial
motto.

"And it does feel kinda good." agreed Sarah.  "But I don't want to get
cancer or anything horrid like that."

"Don't worry." confided Linda, the piss still running over her fingers
as she rubbed Sarah's now-erect clitoris.  "Pussies are tough things.
Just think of the kind of things you can fit in a pussy.  Just think of
the kind of things that come out.  Babies, even."

Sarah nodded, understanding the reference.  "Have you seen the size of
Amy Jo Carter?"

"Yeah.  I've seen it, licked it, and come back for more.  But what I
don't understand is how it could have happened.  Who did it?"

Sarah groaned, the stream of pee slowing to a trickle as her bladder
emptied.  "Beats me, but then I never understood why Amy wouldn't let
guys fuck her anyway."

Linda nodded, listening as the last three drips of urine hit the
toilet bowl.  Then silence reigned for a moment, broken only by Sarah.
"Linda, if you keep doing that, I'm gonna cum."

"So cum." grinned Linda.


Linda didn't know Olga Gudasson very well; the Norwegian immigrant had
only arrived in the school in the last year, and had joined the
cheerleading squad as her replacement.  So this was the first time she
had got to taste the big-boned girl's cunt, squatting behind her on the
bed as Olga licked at Sarah's pussy.  Linda was eating Olga was eating
Sarah was eating Zoe, which left Linda's as the pussy getting no
attention, but she wasn't complaining right now.  Olga's pussy had a
strange, almost sweet taste, a bit like mint-flavoured royal icing with
just a hint of anchovie.  Very strange, but very yummy.

Sarah was the first girl in the chain to cum.  She bucked her hips
against Olga's face and moaned into Zoe's pussy, drawing smiles from
all the other girls.  She got up to kiss Olga, then Zoe, before
getting down on her knees before the latter and continuing to worship
her pussy from that position.

Linda raised her head and motioned for Olga to turn over.  The
Norwegian was a big girl; not fat, exactly, just well-built and
muscular.  Thick-set; thick arms, thick thighs, big ass.  Her tits
were in proportion, not nearly as large as Sarah's but big nonetheless,
drooping slightly without being unattractive.  Laying on her back like
this, each one had flopped in an opposite direction, leaving a glorious
valley of sensitive flesh in between, which Linda now licked.  She moved
her hand down between Olga's legs and rubbed her well-furred pussy
while she nibbled an inch at a time across Olga's torso until finally
hitting a nipple, which she gently rolled against her teeth.

"So," she said, leaving oral attentions for now and dipping a
forefinger into Olga's pussy.  "I heard about Amy Jo being pregnant."

"Yah." said Olga, pushing her hips against Linda's finger, which Linda
took as an indication to add another knuckle.  "Is shame, she was nice
girl.  Sweet pussy."

"But who could the father be?  I always thought she was a virgin."

"Yah." agreed Olga, looking thoughtful for a moment.  "Perhaps she
seduced by hot guy, yah?  Lots hot guys in school football team."

"Maybe, yes." said Linda.  She had two fingers in Olga's cunt now and
pushed them a little deeper, raising a silent yelp from her new friend.
"Is that okay?"

"Okay?  Is nice, good." said Olga.  "Hot fingers...  like hot fingers
in my hot pussy."

With the thumb of the same hand, Linda sought out Olga's unusally flat
clitoris and rubbed it against her knuckle, while squirming her fingers
from side to side in a gentle rhythm.  Olga sighed in pleasure.  Linda
felt the pussy getting steadily wetter, until finally there was enough
lubrication for finger-fucking.  Linda pulled her fingers out then
pushed them in, gaining speed while manipulating the clitoris now with
her other hand.  She loved seeing a girl getting turned on, especially
a girl she hadn't fucked before, and Olga's face was flushing red and
her mouth was panting with excitement.  She had laced her fingers and
put them behind her head in an earlier, gentler stage of this
lovemaking, and now she pushed her head forward and threw it back
against them.  Forward and back, forward and back, definately not
matching the now-lightning-fast (metaphorically speaking)
finger-fucking.  "Oh yes, oh yes, I cum, I cum!" Olga shouted, her hips
suddenly bouncing up and down on the bed.  "I cum Linda!"

As the bouncing and the shouting eased, Linda withdrew her fingers and
gently rubbed the pussy-juice from them up and down Olga's labia.  "I
like you, Linda," panted Olga, "You nice girl."

Linda's reply was forgotten as they turned their heads at the sound of
Zoe's sudden screaming orgasm.


That night, Linda lay in her bed, masturbating gently while talking
with Diana on the phone.  Diana relayed the results of her conversation
with Amy Jo's mother - which were very few - while Linda told Diana all
about her sexcapades with the cheerleading squad.  Diana affected
jealousy at first, but quickly the conversation had turned into a phone
sex session, with each girl relating a wilder and wilder fantasy.
Finally, Linda's story about being butt-fucked by a well-hung eskimo
(using whale blubber as a lubricant) caused Diana to cum hard enough
that she forgot to completely stifle her moans, which brought an end to
the phone call as Diana pretended to be asleep for her mother's
benefit.

And eventually, after a brief interlude to rescue a kidnapped child,
Linda slept too.


Cheerleading practice over, the squad went to hit the showers but found
Linda Carpenter and Amy Jo Carter waiting in the locker room.

"Hi girls!" said Diana cheerfully.  "You both up for some shower-room
action?"

"Maybe later." said Linda.  "For now, just everyone sit down, because
I've got something to say."

"What?"

"I know who knocked up Amy Jo."

Linda surveyed the faces before her.  Diana and Kim looked surprised;
Sarah looked intrigued.  Zoe looked bored, and Olga looked nervous,
fidgeting with her fingers.  Strange to think, really, the way things
had turned out.  The fact that one of her friends was one of her
enemies.  The way an aspect of one of her lives had intruded into the
other.

"The father of Amy Jo's baby is-"

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"The father of Amy Jo's baby is you, Olga Gudasson!"

The other girls looked at Olga in shock, and Olga looked back with
equal shock.  Then all eyes turned to Linda.

Diana gave voice to their feelings.  "What rubbish are you talking, you
idiot?"

"I know it sounds unlikely, but hear me out." said Linda.  She'd
anticipated this.  "Amy Jo always told us that she'd never had sex with
a man, but of course we didn't believe her.  After all, she was
pregnant."

"But it was the truth.  Or at least, the truth as I knew it." said Amy
Jo.

Linda smiled.  "It didn't take long to work out she must have had sex
with a man without realising it, but I thought that meant that a man
had drugged her, or had sex with her in her sleep, or something.  I
never dreamed of the truth.  And it wasn't until last night, as I
thought through the day's events, that it occurred to me.  Amy Jo had
sex with a man disguised as a woman."

She bent down suddenly and looked Olga in the eye.  "Yesterday, when we
had sex in Zoe's house, you faked your orgasm.  I've fucked enough
girls that I can tell the difference between a real cum and a fake one,
and yours was most definately fake.  A convincing fake, I'll give you
that, but fake nonetheless.  So why would you do that, hmmm?  Why would
you want to fake an orgasm?"

"I-I...  I think", stuttered Olga, "I want make you pleased, make you
know I enjoy fingers yours!"

"Utterly unlikely, Olga; if you hadn't cum then I'd have kept fingering
you until you did.  Everyone knows what I'm like.  No, I think you
didn't want me to see you cum.  But why would that be?"

"I Norweigian!" Olga cried, jumping to her feet.  "In Norway we things
differently!"

"I'll say you do things differently, Olga; after all, you're a man."

"Linda, would you care to share your drugs with us?" said Diana,
standing to bring this farce to a conclusion.  "I've eaten her pussy,
and I can tell you she's definately not a man!"  The other girls
started to cluster around their fellow cheerleader, ready to defend
her against these wild accusations.

"I'm coming to that." responde Linda, turning back to deliver her
killer piece of evidence.  "You're a man, and if I'd seen you cum then
that would give the game away, wouldn't it?  I got a friend to look
into your background, Olga.  He hacked into that clinic in Norway, and
we found all the details of your surgery."

"S-surgery?" said Zoe, suddenly unsure.

"Yes, surgery.  Quite extensive surgery, actually." Linda confirmed.
"So I know you're really a man, Olga, and moreover I know that you were
quite an unusual man even before your surgery.  You were the Ten-Dicked
Man!"

The other girls recoiled as a unit, because they all knew the story of
the Ten-Dicked Man.  Conceived by two power station technicians in the
core of a nuclear reactor, Oliver Graham had been born with a terrible
deformity; ten fully-functioning penises instead of fingers.  As he
grew up, ridicule from his peers turned him increasingly into a
dangerous loner, until finally at the age of eighteen he launched into
a criminal reign of terror as the Ten-Dicked Man.  He had been one of
the very first super-villains the Cheerleader with No Panties had
fought, and after his defeat he had vanished without a trace.

The cheerleaders were backing away from Olga now.  "Olga," said Kim,
"this is a loada crap, right?"

"Of course it is!" she cried, still fiddling with her fingers.  "I
Olga!  I you friend!"  And then she pulled off her latex fingertips,
revealing five tiny penis-eyes on her right hand.  The girls were
transfixed in horror as she raised her right hand, rubbing her left up
and down it-

-and with a groan she shot great streamers of cum into all their eyes!

The girls fell to the ground, blinded with cum, crying and fumbling as
they heard the door slam behind the transexual supervillain as he made
his escape.

As the others groped for a towel to wipe their faces, Linda found the
door-knob and stumbled out of the locker-room into the fresh clean air.
Her eyes had been less-affected by the cum that the other girls', but
they still stung.  But now was her chance to stop the criminal from
escaping.  Throwing herself behind some bushes, she chanted her magic
rhyme:

  "One, Two, Three, Four,
   We know how they want to score!
   Five, Six, Seven, Eight,
   We'll let them glimpse but no mistake,
   They can't have our pretty tails!
   Cee Aich Eee Eee Arr Ell Eee Aye Dee Eee Arr Ess!"

She felt her vision clearing as her body swelled, her senses became
sharper, her muscles stronger and her hair blonder.  Within five
seconds she was The Cheerleader With No Panties, and her pussy was
drooling in the wind.

She could hear the Ten-Dicked Man's running footsteps, and she leaped
into the air in their direction.


The man that had masqueraded as Olga Gudasson pulled the fake
fingertips off his left hand as he ran.  He had initially thought the
plastic surgery-aided disguise of a simple cheerleader would enable
him to hide from the forces of law and order while ogling plenty
of nubile teenage bodies in the showers.  But when he had found that
the cheerleaders in this school were into such rampant lesbianism he
had been in seventh heaven!  He had been a virgin but now every day was
a wonderous web of sexual excitement, an excitement he had been unable
to control in the early days.  Which had, ironically, led to his
downfall.

And now he had no choice but to escape and start over again.

He pulled up short as she landed before him; large breasts straining
against a jersey, short skirt riding up her thighs in the wind.  He had
been a cheerleader, but he knew that this was The Cheerleader.

"Trying to escape?  I don't think so." said the Cheerleader with No
Panties.

"You won't take me this time!" he cried, raising his left arm and
wanking his little penis-fingers frantically.  With a grunt, he felt
the sperm flow through them and shoot into the air, aiming for her
eyes...

The Cheerleader pursed her lips and blew gently, though gently for her
was a force 10 gale for anyone else.  The cum slowed in mid-air,
stopped, then turned back and flew with unerring accuracy right at the
Ten-Dicked Man's face.

"My eyes!  My eyes!" he cried, falling to the floor as his own
ejaculate blinded him.

"What's up, I thought guys liked squirting on someone's face?" the
Cheerleader quipped, taking Ten-Dicked Man by the scruff of his neck
and lifting him clear off the ground.  "Come on, I know a nice prison
for super-criminals that'll have a cell just for you."


"You know, I still don't quite understand it." said Diana, grunting
with effort as she pumped her strap-on cock in and out of Linda's tight
pussy.

"It's quite simple really," replied Linda.  "The Ten-Dicked Man needed
a place to hide out, since he was wanted by every police force on the
planet.  So he had plastic surgery at a _really_ dodgy clinic in Norway
that turned him into a teenage schoolgirl and enrolled in our school."

"But why?" murmured Kim from between Sarah's breasts.  "Why'd he become
a girl?"

"He was always a bit of a perv.  I remember reading he'd never ever had
sex with anyone."

"Shocking." agreed Zoe between moans of pleasure brought on by Amy Jo's
tongue.

"So he became a hot little cheerleader and when we saw her - him - her
we couldn't wait to get into his/her/whatever's pants.  God, this
pussy's tight." said Diana.

"That's right," Linda continued.  "And all the women bits the clinic
had given him were functioning a-okay, so you guys were were giving him
jollies just like you do me.  But he had to control himself because if
he came, cum would splurt from his fingers."

"Hence my bulging tummy." gasped Amy Jo as Zoe let her up for air.

"Indeed.  Remember back at Sammy's birthday party, eight months ago,
when Olga was fisting you while Diana ate her?  Well Diana brought Olga
off for real, and she shot her cum from her fingers right into your
pussy."

"Still, alls well that ends well," said Zoe.  "Olga has left us
something really wonderful to play with."  She reached back and rubbed
her hand over Olga's swollen belly.

"For another few weeks, at any rate." agreed Diana.  She gave Linda's
pussy a few hard thrusts with her fake dick.  "You know, this is
actually quite fun.  I can see what guys see in these things."

Linda came at her from behind, pushing her breasts against her best
friend's back, then reaching around to pluck the inflatable rubber cat
from the end of the dildo.  It had been a joke birthday present from
Kim, and she'd never really found a use for it.  Now she tossed it over
her shoulder.  "Come on, darling, I think I know what'll be more fun."
she whispered.


EPILOGUE: One Month Later

"Push!  Push!" urged the midwife, watching the young girl's cunt
dilating around the baby's head.  He supposed that many men would kill
to have a job watching girls' genitals, but unfortunately he was gay.

"Okay, rest for a moment."  The girls' screams faded into sobbing pants
and panting sobs.  She gripped her mother's hand tightly.  Then she
started to moan again.  "Right, just one more.  Come on now, big
push!"

Amy Jo screamed and squealed and shouted and yelled and bawled, and
then her cries were joined by another; high-pitched, shrill, the crying
of a baby.

"Congratulations, Miss Carter, you have a beautiful baby daughter."
said the midwife, cradling the child in his arms.  She was small and
crying and his heart melted; she had tiny perfect eyes and a tiny
perfect nose and tiny perfect lips and a tiny perfect neck and tiny
perfect shoulders and tiny perfect arms and tiny perfect hands and tiny
perfect-

He blinked.

Surely there was something wrong with the tips of this baby's fingers?
They weren't round, they were more...  indented?  Inlet?  Almost like -
and he shuddered with the absurdity of the thought - almost like there
was a tiny vagina on the tip of each one.

He shook his head to clear it; clearly the hours he was working were
far too long.


TUNE IN NEXT TIME - SAME CHEERLEADER-TIME, SAME CHEERLEADER-CHANNEL!

***

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