“I’ll take that other sock off of you as well shall I? No point in looking odd now then is there?” Wendy said pulling the sock off of Jenny’s pointed foot. She tried to protest but realised that it didn’t make a lot of difference.
“Can I get a shirt or something?” she asked her mum with pleading eyes as Mark continued to rub her legs.
“Will it get it the way?” her mother asked Mark flatly.
“It might, make it a small one and we might be okay” He responded, not taking his eyes off of Jenny’s legs.
“Well it looks like all of the muscles are pulling against each other; I’m surprised you’re not in a lot of pain right now!” Wendy said as Jenny’s mother walked over to her closet and found a small tight fitting T-shirt. Jenny took it and reluctantly pulled it over her head; it was white and stopped above her naval; doing nothing to cover her dignity.
“Can you think of anything that might have caused it? Any recent strains? You’re a cheerleader, have you performed a move similar to this?” Wendy asked.
Jenny thought about practice, while trying to work out if she was allowed to cover her pussy again now that Mark had finished.
“Er...Well we usually finish every routine with our trademark finale, which involves me being caught by the squad in this position. But that couldn’t do this... could it?” Jenny asked meekly.
“I don’t know, how often do you perform this move in, let’s say, a week?” Mark asked.
“I don’t know, once at all the sporting events and then again in practice. Er... maybe 30 times a week? Maybe”
“That could be the cause” Wendy said writing on a clip board.
“I’ve never seen anything like it; we’ll need to get you to hospital.” Mark said.
“I can’t go anywhere like this!” Jenny cried looking down at her obscenely revealed pussy and spread legs.
“I’m afraid you don’t have much choice” Mark said, nodding at Wendy, who left the room. “This could be life-threatening”
“Life...Threatening?” Jenny asked. Wendy returned with a spinal board in her hand.
“I’m afraid so. Now we’re going to carry you on a spinal board, but we’ll have to carry you sideways so you can get through doors. Ok?”
Jenny nodded.
“Ok, here we go.”