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A Big Help - Part 9

Published: August 10th 2021, 2:01:02 pm

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Cindi couldn't help feeling a little thrill, hearing herself be referred to as a cheerleader, even if she knew she wasn't really there yet. Hopefully, before too long, she would be... Having Miss Katy say it made it feel a lot more real.


Was it weird that Miss Katy was a teacher and a cheerleader? Cindi was sure the woman did both those things... Then again, as smart as Cindi was, getting into high school at such a young age, there were plenty of things she didn't know about. How to keep herself out of diapers was one, as much as she hated to admit it; how involved faculty advisors were in the activities they supervised was another. Perhaps all of them did this, and were, basically, a member of whatever team or club they were in charge of.


"Come on, Cindi," Miss Katy said, holding out her hand. "Let's go."


Cindi gulped, shifting in place, her diaper feeling a tad warm already as she worried about her skirt being too short, and the padding showing... And, the more she thought about that, the more nervous she got, and the more she dribbled, making matters worse. This was what Mommy had sent her to school in today, and it was what she had to wear, so it was going to have to be good enough, whether it was going to make a good impression on the cheerleaders or not.


Cindi took Miss Katy's hand, toddling along beside her, still clutching her teddy bear. It was probably a good thing she didn't have a spare hand, or it likely would have ended up with its thumb in her mouth as they passed by other students, all looking so big and scary to Cindi. She had to get this spot on the cheerleading squad... Everyone looked up to cheerleaders, so, no matter how little she was, or if she had to wear diapers, they wouldn't dare make fun of her! And if they did, the rest of the team would have her back!


She held her hand, teddy bear grasped tightly in it, in front of her, pinning the skirt to her leg to keep it from fluttering up with each footstep, made all the more difficult by how hard it was for her to keep up with Miss Katy's longer stride. She didn't want to complain, to sound like she wasn't in shape enough to match her, since that definitely wouldn't help her chances of making the squad, but Miss Katy's legs were so much longer than hers, it made her feel even smaller compared to the woman.


Finally, they reached the gym, Miss Katy bursting in through the door, not giving Cindi a moment to prepare herself. "Here she is, girls!" Miss Katy declared, Cindi's eyes immediately falling to the floor in front of her as she felt the attention of everyone standing around, chatting to one another, turn to her. "What do you think? Does she have what it takes to join the squad?"


Cindi let out an embarrassing, involuntary squeak as Miss Katy let go of her hand, pushing her towards the cheerleaders, her diaper dampening further as she looked around, having to stare up at them. They all looked so pretty, so mature... Standing there in her dumb outfit, with her stupid diaper underneath, holding onto her teddy bear for dear life, she felt like any of them could be her babysitter, not a future squadmate, that her Mommy could have hired any one of them to take care of her, since it was so obvious they were far more grown-up than her, her face burning at the mental image of them standing in front of her changing table, snickering as she had to waddle up to them and beg for a diaper change...


She frowned, suddenly uncertain. Did she have a changing table? Just like her memory of what her Mommy looked like earlier had been fuzzy, her mental image of her room was difficult to pin down as well... The longer she stood here, however, surrounded by the cheerleaders looking down at her and giggling, the more she could see it, the angrier she got that, as intelligent as she was - enough to skip several grades! - her Mommy still made her sleep in a nursery, simply because she wore diapers... And the more humiliating the idea of any of these other girls seeing it was.


"I guess we'll see, won't we?" Miss Katy winked, saving Cindi by grabbing her hand again, moments before it wound up in the girl's mouth. "Why don't we all go get changed so we can start?"



Cindi assumed she was going to sit on the bleachers and wait for them, since she didn't have a uniform to change into, that Miss Katy was going to take her there, sit her down, lecture her about sitting there and behaving until she and the squad returned... To her surprise, the teacher led her into the locker room, trailing after the other girls, Miss Katy now walking slowly enough for Cindi to keep up with her.


Cindi was a bit annoyed by that, although she immediately felt bad about questioning Miss Katy. It would have been nice not to have to practically jog down the hall to keep up with the woman, but wasn't she more concerned with keeping the cheerleaders from knowing her secret anyway? They would hopefully defend her once she was one of them... Until then, however, she had to keep her diapers hidden, or they'd never let her join in the first place!


She did get the lecture she'd expected, just from inside the locker room. "You sit right here," Miss Katy ordered, pointing to a bench. "I don't want you getting in anyone's way, or making a nuisance of yourself, understand?"


Cindi squirmed, hating how soggy her diaper already felt, after what she'd been sure was only a few trickles. She'd been able to tell, to a degree, as she walked, but it was far more obvious after she sat down on the hard, wooden bench, the unyielding surface making it impossible to escape the evidence of her accident. "Y-Yes, ma'am," she nodded.


She swung her legs anxiously, glancing around the locker room, blushing as her eyes landed on one of the girls sliding off her shirt, revealing the black, lacy bra underneath. She looked away quickly, though after a moment, she caught herself sneaking another peek, her stomach churning as she noted the difference between the girl's chest and her own beneath her tight pink shirt and her childish training bra.


What had she been thinking?! Her diapers weren't the only things that made her look like a baby, compared to the cheerleading squad.... Her face warmed, unable to stop herself from looking at the other girls, seeing how developed all of them were, how grown-up they were, compared to a shrimpy little freshman like her.


Her gaze froze on one form in particular, making her wiggle, gulp as she took it in. She felt so naughty, not looking away as the girl unhooked her bra, letting her ample breasts spill out, then stepped out of her lacy panties, revealing a bush of curly hair that was so far from Cindi's own smooth, shaven crotch...


"Uh-oh!" Cindi blushed as she heard the exclamation, pushing her skirt down, positive somebody had spotted her diaper. She'd been right that the word had been aimed at her, although not what it was about. "Looks like we have a little perv here!"


"Wh-What?" Cindi shook her head, wanting to deny it more vehemently, yet she could feel an undeniable warmth between her legs that had nothing to do with all the piddling she'd done in her padding. "I-I don't..."


"Why are you just sitting there, watching us, then?" the cheerleader demanded, Cindi unable to come up with a good explanation.


"Oh, she's not watching us," another cheerleader giggled. "She's looking at Katy. Aren't you?"


"N-No," Cindi whimpered, nibbling her bottom lip as Miss Katy turned at the sound of her name, standing there totally naked, towel in hand.


"I'll be ready in a minute, Cindi," she said. "I just want to take a quick shower after... everything that happened in class." She winked, strutting off, leaving Cindi all alone with the rest of the squad.


"Aww, do you have a crush?" they teased. "Or have you just never seen boobs like that? You certainly don't have any of your own to look at, do you? Are you even developed enough to start growing pubic hair?"


"Yes!" Cindi insisted, though, when they told her to prove it, she couldn't. There was no way she'd let them see her training bra, and she definitely wasn't going to reveal her diaper to them... 


"Paul had better watch out," one of the cheerleaders smirked to Katy when she emerged from the shower. "Someone else has a crush on you now."


"No, I don't!" Cindi whined, grateful when Miss Katy told the squad to go wait for them in the gym... Until she heard Miss Katy start to laugh.


"Is that true, Cindi? Are you attracted to me?" Cindi stayed silent, not knowing how to answer, especially after Miss Katy lifted her cheerleading skirt, revealing the panties underneath. "Do you want to look at these? Or are you just trying to tell me that you need a new one of these?"


Cindi gasped as Miss Katy produced a fresh diaper, the sight of it in comparison to her adult undies driving home how much of a baby anyone who still wore those must be. "No!" she shook her head. "P-Put that away!" Any of the other cheerleaders could walk back in at any moment, having forgotten something, or wanting to see what was taking so long, and see...


"If you say so," Miss Katy shrugged. "I wouldn't want anyone to find out about your secret... I do have a surprise for you, though. I went ahead and got a uniform for you, so everyone will be able to see how perfect a fit you are for the squad. Come here... Let me help you into it, sweetie."



The uniform felt right, proved to Cindi that she belonged on the squad, that she was meant to be a cheerleader. She wished she could wear it without her diaper underneath, but there wasn't much that could be done about that, unfortunately, certainly not after Miss Katy had taken her skirt off and see that it was soggy. Thankfully, she didn't scold her, or insist on changing her after all, though, after the uniform skirt was on, and Cindi saw how close her diaper was to peeking out beneath it, thanks to the extra sagginess from her accidents, she almost wished she had.


"Perfect!" Miss Katy declared. "Nobody will ever know what you have under there!" She gave Cindi's diaper a pat, the girl pouting, unable to tell if she was being teased or not. "Don't forget your teddy!"


"A-Are you sure?" The stuffed animal did make her feel better, but she already felt like everyone was going to think she looked like a little kid next to them in the uniform... Was adding a teddy bear really the right move?


"Of course!" Miss Katy grinned. "Whatever you need!"


"I don't NEED it!" Cindi huffed, leaving it behind on the bench, hoping that wasn't what everyone else had thought when they'd seen her with it. By the time she was back in the gym, she already desperately missed it, even before most of the squad was sitting on the bleachers, staring at her, watching her every move.


"All right, Cindi, all you need to do is copy these moves, okay?" Miss Katy asked. Cindi nodded, watching the teacher closely as she demonstrated them, and feeling immediately overwhelmed.


"C-Can I see that again?" she swallowed.


The rest of the squad laughed. "That's, like, the most basic routine in the book!" one of them commented.


"Are you sure you don't want your teddy?" Miss Katy smiled down at her. "I know it helps you concentrate in class..." It really might have been nice, though there was no way she was going to go all the way back into the locker room to get it now.


Cindi watched the demonstration again, trying to pay more attention. She stumbled her way through it, positive she'd missed a couple steps, and stopping short at the end, not wanting to do the high kick Miss Katy had done for obvious reasons.... Unfortunately, she tripped over her own feet anyway, falling hard on her bottom, her skirt flying up to expose her soggy diaper.


She scrambled to push her skirt down, yet she could already hear the giggling, the bemused "Oh, my God!"s. "Is she wearing a diaper?" she heard one of the cheerleaders ask, and, while it almost sounded like the girl was only pretending to be surprised, as if she'd known all along, it still stung to hear the words out loud.


"No, I'm not!" she attempted to scurry back to her feet, her rush causing her legs to get tangled up in one another, spilling her back onto the floor.


"She's wet, too! I've done enough babysitting that I can tell from here!" another cheerleader howled before Cindi could hide her diaper again.


"Am not!" she huffed, blushing as her flailing hands missed the skirt, brushing against her wet diaper, reminding her how much of a lie that was.


When she saw a hand being offered, she fully assumed it would be Miss Katy's, that the teacher was going to support her, help her out... Instead, it was another one of the cheerleaders. "Don't be so mean," she told the others. "Come on, up you go!"


Cindi took the girl's hand gratefully, letting herself be hauled back up onto her feet... And then, immediately, her skirt was lifted, her diaper revealed, the girl's other hand giving her padding a squeeze. "Oh, my God! You're right! She is wet! What a baby!"


"No, I'm not!" Cindi sniffled, shoving the girl as hard as she could, both of them taken by surprise. The cheerleader stumbled back a few steps, her expression darkening as she turned back towards Cindi.


"I could have fallen and twisted my ankle, you little brat," she snapped, grabbing Cindi by the wrist, dragging her over to the bleachers. Cindi didn't know what was happening - perhaps didn't want to believe it - until the girl sat down and pulled her over her lap.


"No!" she groaned, kicking her feet helplessly as she felt her skirt being flipped up, revealing the back of her diaper to the whole squad. "Y-You can't do this! M-Miss Katy!"


She would help... She was on her side! Wasn't she? There was no way she'd let these mean cheerleaders spank her... Right?


"Aww," the girl whose lap she was struggling on smirked, her hand rubbing the back of Cindi's diaper ominously. "Do you think just because you want to kiss her, she's going to save you?"


"N-No," Cindi shook her head, trying to deny it, despite knowing, deep down, that the first part of what the girl said was true... And discovering, with the first swat, that the second very much wasn't.