After the resounding shout, Jen and the other cheerleaders went into the locker room to
change. Within a few minutes of entering, the girls were laughing and chatting like they
always did. The talked about boys, laughed about funny events, moaned about teachers,
all while slowly changing into their normal school attire.
Not wanting to have anyone find out about her tail, Jen quickly went to one of the locker
room stalls and started to change. She slipped her feet out of her cheerleading shoes
causing her to gleefully wiggle her toes. Her feet enjoyed their freedom from the confining
shoes causing Jen to literally kick her shoes away. She didn't need them anyway. Why was
she even wearing them in the first place, didn't she hate shoes?
Jen then removed her cheerleading top and was surprised at how sensitive her nipples had
become. Her top managed to grab her breasts before finally being pulled off, causing
Jen's breasts to bounce when released. For some reason Jen became fascinated with her
own breasts. Her chest felt more compressed that usual thought Jen and no wonder. Her
breasts were being held back by and odd garment that for the life of her she couldn't
remember the name of or what purpose it served. Reaching behind her, Jen soon found
the latch which kept the garment secured. With a flick and a pull, Jen's breasts were free of
the annoying object. Overcome with glee, she threw the bra over the stall wall right into
the trash can.
Jen was about to continue changing when she heard a moan come from the main part of
the locker room. Curious, Jen first made sure her tail was hidden before stepping out.
Walking into the room she saw nothing really out of the ordinary, at least that is what she
thought. Some girls were giggling happily, some were admiring another girl's delicate arch
and adorable toes, two girls were discussing which would be cuter plain white thigh high
socks or the neon green and pink stripped anklets they had worn to practice. However the
scene that caught Jen's attention the most were three girls at the far side of the room. One
girl, Bridgett a red haired girl with a fiery lust, had one of the new freshman Jasmine, a
lovely girl with long black hair, by the tail and was holding her while another girl,
Stephanie, a brown and white haired girl who often stood by Bridgett even during her more
sporadic moments, was trying to undo Jasmine's bra.
"What's going on here," shouted Jen as she stamped her foot, turning all attention to her.
This turned out to be a bad idea because Bridgett was easily startled. Suddenly,
Bridgett let go just as Stephanie managed to unhook the bra, causing Jasmine to run
forward directly into Jen. The two girls fell to the ground in a heap, Jasmine landing on top
while Jen took the brunt of the fall.
As the two slowly came out of the pain, Jasmine was the first to speak, "Oh I'm sorry miss
Jennifer. I didn't mean to fall on you. I was just trying to... to... well I don't know. The
girls I guess were trying to get me out of that garment, but I was scared and then she
grabbed my tail and that felt odd and... and... and I'M SORRY!"
"It's alright," said Jennifer as she looked up at the almost crying girl. "There's no need to
cry. Think of it this way. Thanks to Bridgett and Stephanie, you've just experienced your
first time at being on the top."
The other girls laughed at this and so did Jasmine who then moved off Jennifer. Jennifer
then also stood up and hugged the freshman tightly, Jen's foot already rubbing against the
other girl's foot.
"Thank you Miss Jennifer," said Jasmine as she kissed the senior on the cheek. "I can't wait
for my ears to become just as beautiful as yours."
"Thank you," said Jennifer, not caring that she had somehow obtained cat ears or the fact
that her tail had been knocked free by the fall. "Yours are pretty cute as is."
"Thank you," said Jasmine as she hugged Jennifer again, the two topless girls smiling as
they embraced one another.