Mom's Unique Punishment - Part 16

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When we arrived back home, things fell into the normal summer pace except
for one big event. Before I left on vacation, my friend Sandi started
getting really interested in cheerleading. The tryouts for the squad were
set for late August and she planned to practice a lot over the summer.
She begged me to practice with her and to consider going out for the team
too. Somehow I relented to her badgering and agreed to practice with her
right after vacation.

I called her the day after we got home and she told me she had some
videotapes from last year that she took so we could watch those first.

"Come on over tomorrow. We can watch those and then start practicing some
of the easier moves. I even found us some pom-poms that we can use. It'll
be such fun. I can't wait."

"Me too!" I lied convincingly. I wasn't so sure if this was a good idea
and I never said a word to my mom or my brother. I didn't want to give my
brother a new reason to start teasing me again.

But just as I agreed I went over to Sandi's house the next day and we
started our daily practice sessions. I always knew cheerleading was
physical but I never realized just how physical cheerleading really was.
Although I wasn't in nearly the physical condition I was a few years ago,
I still thought I was in decent shape. Boy was I mistaken! Even doing
something relatively simple was so much more difficult than I ever
imagined. After watching the video we decided to do a simple cheer with
six alternating leg kicks and ending with a jump. The girls on the squad
were able to kick their legs so high. Their knees almost reached to eye
level during their routine. When Sandi and I first tried this, my leg
didn't even reach waist high and the pain from the strain was intense.

"Oh my God. This is so hard. And you're telling me this is one of the
easier routines."

"Yeah, I know. That's why I said we would have to practice every day. I
tried to tell you in would be hard but we have six full weeks so we
should be a lot better by then. I'm going to get a few exercise videos
for us too. We need to get a lot more limber if we want to have a prayer
of making the squad."

So day after day we practiced. Some days we watched a few videos and
other days we concentrated on a few different activities. We worked
really hard on our flexibility ever day since that was a crucial part of
each routine. Each girl had to be able to do the high leg kicks and a
full split. Gradually we made progress. Our kicks were getting higher and
looking more natural and relaxed. And much to my surprise I was even
getting better at the splits. I still was a good way off the floor but I
was doing better and it was hurting less.

Within a few weeks we had learned all of the required team cheers so we
now spent most of our time refining our moves and trying to look sexy
which wasn't easy either.

It wasn't just learning the steps that were important; you also had to do
them with a smile on your face at all times. Then you had to this all
while looking cute and sexy at the same time. It was like an athletic
stage performance. Some of my ballet training was helpful but that
experience didn't help me at all in the sex appeal portion of the
program. Even though I was girlish enough for every day life, it was
different doing it as part of a routine. And then to make matters even
worse I had to really tuck all my extra parts really tight and secure do
to all the kicking. I found that to be exceedingly uncomfortable
especially in the heat.

Sandi's older sister knew a few of the girls that graduated last year and
she was able to borrow their cheerleading uniforms for us. She surprised
me with this news in early August.

"Look what I got for us," she said, as she held up a Mount Saint Mary's
cheerleader uniform.

"Come on. Let's try them on and see how we look."

Right then and there I was very glad I took the time and care to secure
myself. I still haven't had that much experience undressing in front of
other girls so I was always a little nervous. That was somewhat lessened
now since I did have some budding boobs so I joined Sandi and peeled off
my shorts and top. We were both screaming and laughing as we got dressed
in our uniforms.

"I think we look really cute, Dani. What do you think?"

"Oh yeah. I think we look like we're ready to tryout for the Dallas
Cowboys' cheerleading squad." I laughed and so did Sandi. Since we were
dressed we decided we might as well practice in the uniforms to see how
they felt when we did the routines. Sandi's sister was home so she
watched us for a while and even took some pictures with her digital
camera. She was photography major in college. After we finished our
practice, she gave me a couple of prints of me doing some jumps.

When I got home later that day I laid the pictures on the table and got
something to drink. Before I had a chance to take them upstairs my mom
came into the kitchen and saw them on the table.

"Oh, what's this? Pictures?"

"Mom!" I yelled but it was too late. She already had the prints in her
hand looking at them.

"Danielle, that's you wearing that cute cheerleader outfit. You look
adorable. Is that Sandi, too? So that's what you two have been up to.
You've been practicing to be cheerleaders. That's so exciting. I always
wanted to be a cheerleader but never tried out for the team. Are you
really going to try out?"

"I guess. I'm still not sure if I want to or not. Sandi is the one who
wanted to do it. I was just helping her."

"Oh honey. You should try out too. Why waste all that time and energy and
it would be so exciting if you make the team. I'd be so proud of my girl.
You and Sandi should practice over here a few days so I can see how well
you two are doing. You could practice here on the weekend since I'll be
home. Call Sandi and invite her over. She can sleep over too if you
like."

"Mom, I'm not sure."

"Oh stop being such a party pooper. Invite her over this weekend. Come
on, be a sport."

"Oh, okay. I'll call her later and see if she can come over," I said

Sandi was all excited and agreed to come over on Saturday and spend the
night.

"It will be good to have someone else besides my sister see us and let us
know what they think of our routines. I know we are a lot better than
when we started and we almost have our splits done so we have a good
chance. Don't you think we do?"

Good chance? That's just what I want to hear. I have a good chance to
make the cheerleading squad at an all girl high school. If it weren't so
sad, it would be laughable.

"Yes, I think we have a good chance to make it. I mean not too many girls
could work harder than we have."

So on Saturday, Sandi showed up with all her stuff, including our
uniforms, which I hoped she would have left home. She must have seen the
look on my face based on her reaction.

"I figured it would help if your mom could see us in our outfits so don't
be mad at me."

"I know. I'm not mad. My mom will be fine. It's my brother I'm worried
about. It's just sometimes he can be a bit of a pest if you know what I
mean. He likes to tease a bit but it's no big deal. You want to change
now and practice a bit before we show my mom?"

Sandi had a really nice body. I mean I've seen her a few times but I
never really took notice until we started practicing together. Today when
she striped in front of me, she had on the cutest bra and panty set in
such a pretty pastel shade of turquoise. I felt like a total dork in my
plain white panties and bra.

"Wow. I love your lingerie. That set looks so cute on you. Is it new?" I
asked as I admired her bra and panty set.

"Yeah. My mom bought it for me last week. I like it, too. It's hot." She
responded as she put her hand on her hip and struck a sexy pose.

"I'll say." I responded and we both started giggling. "I'm sure you will
be wearing that set on your next day with Tommy."

"You think?"

I was actually glad when she started putting on her uniform and I quickly
followed suit. We both continued laughing and giggling thinking about
Tommy's reaction if he ever got to see her in her lingerie. I was worried
enough about my reaction, never mind Tommy's. My only wish was that I
could look nearly as good as she did. I mean I know I look cute but she
looked sexy.

Once we changed we went outside to practice some of our routines. We had
to know eight full routines since we could be asked to perform any one of
them at the tryouts. We felt good about six of them so today we decided
to concentrate on the other two. These two were more strenuous, involving
more jumps and the final one ended with a full split. This was still the
hardest move for me to complete. I wasn't sure if it was because I wasn't
all that limber yet or if it was because as a boy it was harder to
perform. Either way, I still had to master it and soon.

Mom came out to watch out about an hour into our practice. She was
enthusiastic about our routines.

"You girls look great. I can't believe how well you both are doing. I
think you both have a really good chance to make the squad. Danielle, the
only suggestion I can make for you is to look more like you're enjoying
it. You have all the moves down really well but you need to sex it up a
bit, you know, be a little more cutesy. And Sandi your last jump wasn't
as high as the others you did but otherwise you girls are looking good."

I knew what mom was telling me about my attitude. I had all the physical
moves down pretty well, including the split but I was lacking in the
personality aspect. I needed to smile more and be more alluring and
charming. These were skills that were not all that natural for me to
flaunt but I knew I had to work hard at them if I wanted to make the
team.

Mom decided to get her camcorder to take a video of us doing our
routines.

"This way you will be able to see what I'm talking about. I know you
girls really want to make the team so this should help."

Mom spent about 30 minutes taping us and then we went into the house to
view the tape. Once I saw myself I realized how athletic I appeared but
totally lacking any feminine wiles.

"You're right mom. I look totally stiff. I have to smile a lot more and
look like I'm having fun. I'll never make the team with moves like
those."

My mother really worked me hard the next week. Since I had the moves down
pretty well, all her actions focused on making me more girlish and
charming. She worked on simple things, like how to put my hands on my
hips and how to flip my hair out of my eyes. Sounds funny but these are
the ways girls enhance their sex appeal and I certainly needed to do
that. Mom's efforts started paying off almost immediately and we both
noticed the improvement. I felt very silly at first following mom's
instructions but it wasn't that long before I really started picking up
all the nuances of being a coy, young girl.

"Honey, I think you got it now. I can see such an improvement in just a
week. Now not only do you look athletic and in shape, you also look cute
and sexy. I can't imagine you not making the team. I can't wait to see
you in action at the football games this year for Saint Benedicts Boys
Prep. That will be so exciting."

Hearing my mother say that brought me back to reality. Instead of being a
star football player for Saint Benedicts, I could very easily be on the
sidelines this season cheering for them as a member of an all girl
cheerleading squad. Rather than being out on the field wearing a football
uniform with pads and a helmet, I would be on the sidelines wearing a
skimpy cheerleader uniform and sneakers. Instead of catching the winning
touchdown pass; I would be jumping up and down waving pom-poms in front
of the home team crowd and cheering for the football hero. As I thought
of all these things, I wasn't so sure now if I really wanted to make the
cheerleading squad or not. I mean being a cheerleader is the epitome of
femininity. I mean just think of all the cheerleaders in high school,
college and professional sports. They are all so pretty and cute and now
I had a very good chance of joining their ranks and being one of the
elite few.

Needless to say both Sandi and I were extremely nervous on the day of the
tryouts. I was even more nervous when I noticed there were four or five
boys from Saint Benedict's Prep that we there too. We learned that they
also had a vote to help determine which girls made the cut. The boys
actually seemed pretty nice and even talked to us for a while before the
official tryouts started. One boy in particular, Kyle, seemed to be
interested in me and we spent a few minutes chatting. He seemed really
nice and actually talking to him helped calm me down a bit. Finally,
Sandi and I were called front and center to do our routine. Kyle gave me
a wink and wished me good luck with my routine.

"Good luck, Dani. I'm counting on you to do well so I can vote for you."

Luckily we got one of the routines that were very comfortable with and we
performed flawlessly. We were both really pleased with our routines and
waited anxiously for the announcement of the lucky few girls. There were
18 girls who tried out and only 6 spots were open. After we completed our
routine I looked over and saw Kyle clapping and cheering for me. That
really made me smile and I felt I must have done well. I sure hoped so!
However, after the first four spots went to junior girls Sandi and I were
quickly losing hope and not feeling all that confidant. But then they
called Sandi's name for the fifth spot so there was still hope for me. We
were both so excited for her as we anxiously held hands waiting for the
last girl to be announced.

"And the last girl to make the squad is Danielle Exner. Sandi and I were
so excited we started jumping up and down and screaming like two crazy
girls. A few of the other girls came over and congratulated us on making
the squad and then the guys all came over too.

Kyle came up to me. "Danielle, congratulations. I'm really glad you made
the team. I think it will be so great having you on the sidelines
cheering for our team this season."

"Oh thanks Kyle. I can't believe I made it. I never thought this would
happen. I'm sure it will be great cheering for all you guys. Yeah, Kyle,"
I said as I did a little jump and waved my pom-poms in the air in kind of
a mock cheer.

"Cute. Good thing the tryouts are over," Kyle said with a big grin.