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A Big Help - Part 10

Published: September 20th 2021, 2:00:06 pm

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The thick padding of her diaper did help protect her from the spanking to some degree, though, by the time it was over, Cindi was still sniffling and rubbing her bottom after stumbling away from the girl's lap. She was wincing just as much from the embarrassment of the crinkling sound that made than from the pain, however, not to mention the humiliation of having that happen in front of the whole cheerleading squad - and Miss Katy - while she was soggy.

She stood there, unconsciously sucking her other hand's thumb, hoping the teacher would step in and do something, save her from being the center of attention like this, having the eyes of all the cheerleaders watching her, smirking at her. She'd wanted them to look at her and see what a great addition she'd be to the squad, not what a big baby she was!

"Where do you think you're going?" she flinched as another cheerleader finally stood up, taking some of the spotlight away from her... For a split second. Then, the teen grabbed her by the forearm, forcing her back to the bleachers, sitting down, pulling Cindi back down into a very familiar position. "We're a team... If you had hurt her, it would have affected all of us."

Cindi kicked her feet, feeling her skirt bounce, exposing the bulky garment underneath, although, of course, everyone had already gotten a good, long look at it during her first spanking. "I-I'm sorry!" she whimpered. "I-I didn't mean it!"

That didn't stop the second girl from giving Cindi's diapered seat a hard swat, getting a pained yelp in reply. Was she stronger than the first girl? Or did it only feel that way because her rear was already tender?

As futile as it seemed now, she still didn't want to look like a baby in front of the cheerleaders, still, in the back of her mind, had a shred of hope that maybe there was a way to get through this and still become one of them. She wanted it so badly! And Miss Katy had believed in her enough to set this up, so she must want it, too, right? She would have thought that would mean she'd put a stop to what was happening... Unless she agreed with what the girls were saying.

Try as she might, there were still a few tears trickling down her cheeks by the time the second girl helped her down off of her lap. She didn't let go, however, the way the first one had, didn't even give Cindi a chance to shuffle away and rub her bottom in shame. She kept her grip on the girl as a third cheerleader sat down on the same spot, grinning and giving her lap a pat.

Cindi's thumb returned to her mouth in fear, seeing the whole squad lined up, waiting for their turn. She saw a couple giggling between themselves, one digging through her purse, but most were staring right at her, as if, somehow, they'd been waiting for this for years, despite this being Cindi's freshman year at the school. She felt her diaper grow a little warmer as it slowly dawned what was in store for her, while she was positioned over a third lap, a third set of hands gleefully exploring her padded posterior before slamming down hard on it.

Unless the cheerleaders had lined up by strength, her theory appeared to be true, each successive spanking hurting more and more, making her resolution crack further each time, making her cry after fewer spanks, and keeping her sniffling through the transition from girl to girl, until, inevitably, she was bawling the whole time.

And, as hard as it was for her to believe, getting passed around the cheerleading squad she'd looked up to so much, each doling out their own, harsh punishment in turn, that wasn't even the worst of it.

Cindi thought, at first, that it was a mercy, that the girl - she'd lost count which one she was on at this point - didn't immediately launch into her spanking. There was enough time, even through her tears, for Cindi to look around, and see Miss Katy, still watching. With a squeak, all she could muster in the moment, Cindi tried to communicate with her, to get her to say she'd learned her lesson...

Miss Katy just waved. Cindi squirmed on the cheerleader's legs, groaning; did Miss Katy seriously not get it?! Did she think the diaper was enough to protect her, after all these spankings? Or... Was she not as much on Cindi's side as the girl had assumed?

"So soggy," the girl she was lying on top of giggled, squeezing Cindi's diaper. "You really are a baby, aren't you?"

"N-No," Cindi protested, as silly as it was now. "I-I'm a big girl, a-and I can be a cheerleader, i-if you just..."

The girl snickered. "A cheerleader? You?! No, we don't take girls who still pee their pants. And looking at you, I bet you do more than that, don't you?"

Cindi gasped, immediately regretting it, knowing that could be taken as an answer in and of itself. "N-No!" she insisted, praying that Miss Katy wouldn't contradict her, tell everyone that she knew differently. "I-I don't!"

"Are you sure?" the cheerleader teased. "I'd better check..." Cindi wiggled, cheeks red, as the girl's fingers moved from the outside of her diaper to the inside, slipping in... And then doing something else.

"H-Hey!" Cindi's eyes widened, feeling an invasion as a finger pushed into her upturned, writhing bottom. It slid back out... But she could have sworn she felt something stay there, worming its way further inside her as the girl pulled her hand out, wiping it off on Cindi's exposed thigh. "Wh-What did you do?!" Cindi demanded.

"I was just checking you, cry-baby," the cheerleader mocked, the chuckles from her squadmates making it clear who they believed. "If you'd rather get right to the spanking, though..."

If anything, the pause, letting her bottom throb and sting, made going back to it worse. By the end, her tummy was starting to hurt, but, considering the state of her backside, it was barely enough to register. After the next girl, however, it was definitely not getting any better. She wanted to hold it until this was finished, yet she was terrified it might not happen... Her control was already so iffy that her Mommy made her wear diapers, after all, and her prolonged punishment wasn't helping it any.

"C-Can I pl-please..." she asked pitifully, only to be ignored, dragged down over another pair of bare, sexy legs, the seat of her wet diapers exposed for however many swats this girl decided she deserved. 

That initial tug downwards was the worst, the impact of her stomach and the girls' thighs almost enough, especially the longer it went on, to make her let go, and the spankings wearing down on her, getting worse every time, ensuring that concentrating on holding it through all that was quite the feat. It wasn't something she would ever want to talk about, much less brag, but she did think she was doing a very good job of it, proving what a big girl she was...

Until the line of cheerleaders ended, leaving only Miss Katy standing there, grinning down at her.

"I-I-I'm really sorry, Miss Katy," Cindi struggled to speak through her tears. "I-I would never intentionally hurt anyone on the squad, I-I just didn't..."

"You didn't think," Miss Katy finished for her. "And that's the problem, Cindi... You have to think things through. Actions have consequences... And that's why I have to do this."

"N-No!" Cindi whimpered, watching as her pretty teacher sat down on the bleacher, adjusting her skirt. Miss Katy was supposed to be on her side! She wouldn't spank her, too... Right?! "Pl-please, Miss Katy..." She nibbled her bottom lip, another cramp hitting her, telling her that there was no way she could make it through another round... At this point, she was doubtful she could make it to the bathroom in time.

"Do you want to be on the squad?" Miss Katy asked. Was that still on the table?! Cindi had been positive she'd lost her chance, eagerly, eyes wide, nodding her head. "Then you have to be able to accept your punishments when you earn them. Can you do that for me?"

Cindi sniffled, wiping her eyes. She wanted this so badly... And she was almost done now... And, if Miss Katy was going along with this, well, maybe she deserved it after all. Of course, staring at Miss Katy, being so close to her, it was hard for her to think straight, to even consider disagreeing with her. "Y-Yeah," she said quietly. "B-But c-can I...?"

Before she could finish asking for the bathroom break she so desperately needed, Miss Katy pulled her down, and, this time, it was too much. She felt Miss Katy's femurs press against her belly, and, all of the sudden, her body was rebelling, pushing, a lump forming in the back of her diaper, quickly expanding, despite her best efforts, as Miss Katy reached for the hem of her skirt.

"N-No!" Cindi tried to swat her hand away frantically, the teacher ignoring her, lifting the skirt, showing everyone what was happening.

"Cindi!" she scolded, pressing a hand to the girl's swelling seat. "What are you doing, young lady?!" All Cindi could do was grunt, sending a fresh wave of mush into her pants, as the squad realized what was happening, giggling in delight. "I hope you don't think this is going to get you out of your spanking!"

She couldn't mean... Cindi squirmed, whimpering, squealing when Miss Katy gave her dirty diaper a swat, spreading the mass around, adding a whole new dimension of humiliation, far beyond what she'd already suffered through so many times, and beyond just having the teacher she had a crush on do it.

By the time Miss Katy was done, Cindi was a blubbering mess, set down on the floor, sucking her thumb as the teacher began scrolling through her phone. Cindi wriggled in place, tentatively pawing at her diaper, hardly able to believe what she'd done, and at the worst possible time, her padding offering only the slightest reprieve for her throbbing backside from the hard floor underneath her.

"Hmm," Miss Katy said after letting Cindi stew for a few minutes. "It looks like we don't have any rules against pants-wetters on the squad after all," she announced. "So I think we ought to give Cindi here a fair shot. I'd say she earned that much."

Cindi barely remembered the routine Miss Katy had shown her, and the load in her diaper squelching with her every move made it more difficult to replicate it than ever, but she made herself try anyway.

"It's a start," Miss Katy declared. "She's certainly not going to take any of your spots on the squad," the cheerleaders chuckled at that thought, "but I think she could be a cheerleader-in-training."

"A cheerleader in potty training," one of the girls quipped, the others laughing louder at the joke.

"For now, though, I'd say she's had enough for today, so I'm going to go get her changed." Miss Katy took her by the hand, leading her back to her classroom, giving her her teddy bear to comfort her as she got a fresh diaper ready.

"Aren't you happy?" Miss Katy asked, once the girl was all cleaned up. "You're a cheerleader now!"

"Y-Yeah," Cindi looked down at her uniform. She had wanted this... She'd just never imagined this was how she'd earn it. 

Miss Katy walked her out to the bus, sending her on with a pat to her bottom, even that light touch enough to bring fresh tears to Cindi's eyes. It wasn't until she had slid into a seat by herself, and the bus began to move, that the hypnosis finally wore off. 

Cynthia gasped, tugging at the short skirt of her cheerleading uniform, trying to hide the diaper underneath, cheeks red as she soaked in everything that had happened to her that day... And as she prayed that none of the students with her on the bus would recognize her as mean Ms. Rivero.