My Mom and Dad had had enough. They were at there wits end about me. I was a bad kid no doubts about it. Even though I was small for my age. I looked 11 maybe 12 years old, I was actually 15. My name is Charles James Wilson, a name I hate with a passion. Luckily all my friends call me either CJ.

I have always been a hand full as far back as I can remember. Lately I have been busted by the cops a couple times. I am failing all my classes. I am out late constantly, I even think I got my girlfriend knocked up and she is 13 . I smoke and drink.

It all started one bright Saturday morning( or should I say afternoon) I was in the kitchen eating when the door bell rang. I didn’t pay it no mind as my friends never come over. I was just hoping it wasn’t the cops.

I heard strange voices. A woman and a man I couldn’t make out what they were saying. My folks and the strangers talked for a while. I wasn’t called so I thought it wasn’t about me. I finished and headed upstairs to shower and head out to do some boarding.

As I walked through the living room, I saw the two strangers. A very fine looking lady with short dark hair and big tits. The guy was huge at least 6’5” about 250. The guy looked like a linebacker for the Bears. They where both dressed similar. They wore dark suits and the guy had on dark glasses.

“Is that her? The lady asked.
Do to my long hair and small build I am often confused for a girl.

“Yes, That’s her” My Mom said.
I turned, with the what the hell look.

“CJ, this is Ms. Freman and Mr. Jones” Dad said.

“Hi” I answered.

Ms. Freman stood up and walked up to me. She was 2” taller than me without the 4” heals. She looked me up and down. “Stand up straight, young lady” she commanded.

“Who the fuck are you, calling me a girl” I said.

Without a warning, the bitch back handed me, hard across the face. Knocking me to the floor. I shook it off quick and made a leap for her. With the grace of a ballerina she sidestepped my attack driving me to the floor, again.

Regaining my bearings, I again charged her. She did some type of karate or something and flipped me hard on my back, knocking the wind out of me. I lay there for a moment, catching my breath. Mr. Jones was just sitting on the couch still. If this bitch could take me so easily. I had better cool it for now or Mr. Jones would rip my head off.

“Now are you going to be a good girl and stand up straight” Ms. Freman said.

Before I could tell this whore off, My Dad dropped the bomb.
“Charles, Ms. Freman and Mr. Jones are here to take you to your new school.”

Still huffing “What new school, I ain’t going to no new fucking school” I said, getting to my feet.

The bitch backhanded me again” Proper young ladies do not use such language”

That slap brought blood to my mouth, Spitting it out on the floor. I thought of what to do. Here is this bitch calling me lady and girl, my folks telling me about some fucking new school, probably a private boarding school or something. I needed to bale and now.

"Mr. and Mrs. Wilson don’t be worried when little miss here gets back you won’t know her.” Ms. Freman said. “ Mr. Jones would you assist the little lady, to the car.”
Spitting out more blood, I looked at my parents. They looked away and lowered there heads in shame.

“She will not need anything we will provide everything she will need. Come Mr. Jones we have a plane to catch.”

That did it, I’m not going anywhere with these people. I am outta here. I jumped up and made a made run for the back door. I didn’t hear any one coming after me. I looked back as I flung open the back door. Figuring I was home free. I then hit a brick wall. As I lay flat on my back, I see this huge black guy towering over me. He must have been 6’8 and about 300 pounds of muscle. He was dressed in the same black suit as Mr. Jones. He pulled me to my feet and holding my hand behind my back He marched me back to the living room.

“Oh, I see you have met Mr. Smith” The bitch said. “I have had to deal with temper mental young ladies like her from time to time.”

Mr. Smith held me still. As Ms. Freman pulled out a syringe.
Turning to my folks, “just a mild tranquilizer to put her to sleep until we get air born”
Mr. Jones ripped down my left sleeve.

“She will have no place to run” She said as she put the needle in my arm, and injected me with what ever it was “at 40,000 ft”

The last thing I remember is a cool feeling going up my arm. Kind of like when I broke my leg boarding. I felt myself being thrown over one of the guys shoulders.

“Have a good day, Mr. And Mrs. Wilson I will keep you informed of her progress” Ms. Freman said.
That was it for me, I was out for the count.

I began coming to, I heard the drone of jet engines. As I began to shake off the tranquilizer. I opened my eyes to blurry sight. It was like I was stone drunk. The only thing I could make out was the white walls of the cabin, and the blue seats. My hands where bound with hand cuffs as where my feet.

As my vision cleared I looked around. It was a small plane, just a couple rows of seats. I noticed Ms. Freman sitting in a couch in the front along with Mr. Jones and Mr. Smith. There was also another older lady with them.

She seemed like the boss. She was very distinguished in her dress and manners. They seemed to be talking but low enough that I couldn’t hear over the engine sound. There where 4 other boys in the seats around me. All about my same age, and in the same predicament as me handcuffed and seemingly out of it.

What did my parents get me into, where was this plane going. What am I going to do? For the first time in as far as I can remember I started crying. I just sobbed quietly as I could, it kinda felt good. I noticed the others coming around one after another. They didn’t say anything just held there heads in shame.

Mr. Jones noticed that me and the others where awake. He motioned to the well dressed lady. The Lady glanced our way and stood, straighten her dress and walked to the front of our seats.

All of my stories are purely fictional, the some places are real, some are not. The names and personnel used in all my stories, are also fictional. They may be based on people I knew but, Any resemblance to anyone living, dead, or un-dead are purely coincidental.

I write my stories as a fantasy. While based on this world. Things in my story could stretch reality. However I write my stories from my mind. I reserve all rights to my work. Any form of duplication without my permission is forbidden. Please enjoy reading them as I have in writing them.

“Young ladies,” She spoke in a well bred tone. “I know that you all have wondered why you are here. Right now that is confidential as is your destination. I will tell you ladies that you will be taught how to be proper young ladies.”

“I ain’t no fucking girl “ the boy in front of me said.

This prim and proper lady stepped up to him and slapped him across the face. “My dear I will not have such language. What is your name?”

“Go to hell, bitch” he yelled.

Again the lady backhanded him. “Ms. Freman” she turned “May I have these young ladies names.”

“Yes, Mrs. Kearman,” I saw Ms. Freman pick up a clip board. “Here you go ma’am “ She was handed the list.

“ Charles James Wilson,” I looked up “Warren Nicolas Odes” the one next to me looked up” I think she was just reading off the names because she didn’t seem to look for anyone to answer. “Randal Xavier Montgomery” I chuckled a little. Mrs. Kearman gave me a frightening look. “and finally Lawrence Andrew Holmes” the two in the front seats looked up. Mrs. Kearman walked back an forth for a couple minutes in thought. She took the pen and began writing something.
Addressing us again “I will announce your name and you will remember them as from now on you will addressed as such. Ashlee Lauren Holmes,”

The boy in front of me looked shocked. “The names Larry, bitch”

Without a word, Mrs. Kearman kicked Larry in the chest, knocking the wind out of him.
“Miss Holmes, there will be no more of this disobedience, one more outburst from you and you will be eliminated.” The tone of her voice was eerie. I believe she would just out and kill him.
“Now where were we.” Looking at the paper, “Ah yes. Allison Meagan Wilson.” I looked up. “Miss Wilson, are we going to have any trouble with you” I didn’t know what to do, I was scared silly. I just shook my head.

“Miss Wilson, please speak up, I cannot hear you”

“No trouble,” I said softly.

“I hope you are being truthful” Mrs. Kearman said, “shall we go on. Tara Marie Odes.” The other kid in the front seat looked up.

“And finally Miss Kandi Marie Montgomery. You will learn and know these names as you will addressed by them from now on. You will refer to the other girls by their names also failure to do so will result in punishment” Mrs. Kearman spoke as she turned pages on her clipboard. “Any disobedience will result in severe punishment. When we arrive you will be assigned rooms. Two girls to a room. You will be paired with another girl who is already at the school”

Looking through the notes, “Your new clothes are already in your rooms, The clothes you are wearing now are to be turned into your dorm mother and will be destroyed.”

“Upon arrival you will be given more instructions. It will be a while till we get there. You may talk quietly. Do remember the rules.” Mrs. Kearman turned and sat down. I just sat there for a couple of minutes really too scared to even speak.

“Hi,” the kid next to me said,"Where are you from?”

“I’m from Battle Creek, Mi.” I said nervously “Where are you from?”

“Lansing, It looks like we are from the same area. Where are we going? “ Kandi said.

“I don‘t know, How long have we been flying “ I said.

“ I have no idea, I just woke up from some drug they gave me.”

“They gave me a shot of something too.”

“ I was given something in my Gatorade. I was out riding my bike. My mom found me. She was with the brunette and the black guy. She told me I was going to this new school.
I took off. I must have gotten 20 feet when I passed out. Luckily I was on the grass. They must have switched bottles on me.”

“ They gave me a shot of something next thing I know I’m here going who knows where.”

I decided to close my eyes and hope I would wake up at home from this nightmare. As I drifted off to sleep I had visions of frilly dresses and delicate undies.

I was awoken by the pilot saying we where 30 minutes out and prepare for landing. I don’t know how long I slept for but all I dreamed about was woman’s clothes. I looked to see any signs of where we could be. Only thing that I could see was desert. We seemed to circle and all the time all I saw was desert. As we came into a landing the plane seemed to be on a rough road as we slowed to a stop. I watched out the window only seeing abandoned buildings. we taxied right into a hanger. We came to a stop, the hanger door slide closed. Just a few lights came on bathing the hanger in an eerie glow.

“All right ladies,” Mrs. Kearman said, “You have arrived at Diamond Peak” She waved her hand. The seat belts clicked, “ You may now remove your seat belts and proceed to exit the aircraft. And ladies be advised that Diamond Peak is 25 miles away from any water source, or civilization in all directions.”

“Mrs. Kearman is correct if you try to escape before your training is complete you will not survive.” Ms Freman said.

As we exited the plane and walked down the stairs. The hanger was fairly large but other than the plane we were on, everything else was old, there were old army trucks and Jeeps none of which seemed operational. They looks like some of the trucks I have seen on the TV show MASH. We followed Mr. Smith towards the back of the hanger. He lead us through a maze of hallways. Stopping at a wall.

“hah, the big asshole lost his way” I said, the other guys chuckled.

Mr. Smith turned to me, “I will let that one go for now but cross me again I will remember it” He said.

Mr. Smith pulled out a card and slipped it into a crack in the wall. The wall in front of us slide open to reveal a continuation of the hall way. After couple more minutes of endless turns and hallways. We ended up at a steel vault door, Mrs. Kearman stepped up. and opened a computer panel that looked as old as the trucks. She typed in a few things, then waited. It prompted for more information. She typed in a couple more things. The door came alive and creaked open. We then followed Mrs. Kearman down a couple flights of stairs finally stopping at an old elevator.

Sliding closed the steal gate door we descended, I don’t know how far we went down but it seemed like a long ride, We stopped at the landing. He first thing we saw was the presidential seal on the wall above the stairs, as we walked under.

The room we entered was very active with several people working state of the art computers. A striking contrast to most of the decorations and decor of the rest of the place. Which seemed from the late fifties. From this room halls branched off in all directions. Down one hall I could hear girls,

“Mr. Jones,” Mrs. Kearman said “please take our ladies to conference room 3, Ms Clark is waiting to brief our new ladies”

As Mrs. Kearman headed off in the opposite direction, we followed Mr. Jones down one of the halls, As we passed an open door a couple girls poked there head out to watch us go by.

“Back to your studies, Ladies.” Ms. Freman told them, you will be meeting the new girls soon enough”

“Yes, Ma’am”. they said in unison as they hurried off.

We came to a door marked Class room 3, As Mr. Jones held the door open . We all filed in. There was a very beautiful Asian lady about 22 standing at the podium in the front.

“Please ladies, take a seat” She said in a sweet voice. We each took a seat that was scattered across the back of the room. Nothing closer than half way.

“Maybe I didn’t make myself clear,” She said in an annoyed voice, "I said, Have a seat.” She motioned to the front seats with her hand. We each got up and slowly move to the front row. We just flopped down and relaxed.

The lady started, “I am Ms. Clark, I will be your teacher for some of your classes. I am here to present the rules.” She continued. “First off from now on you will present yourselves as proper young ladies. While in the classroom you will sit up straight and not like a bunch of hoodlums you were”
Remembering what happened on the plane, I slowly straightened up. The others slowly did the same.

“Now, that is much better.” Ms. Clark said "Like I said earlier, while you are here you will be trained to be proper young ladies. In addition to school work your will receive instruction on dressing, acting, and think as a girl. From hair, makeup, talking, walking, even sexual relations. You will also receive medical treatments ”
I looked at the others, whom had the same horrified expression as I did.

“Now, that is much better.” Ms. Clark said "Like I said earlier, while you are here you will be trained to be proper young ladies. In addition to school work your will receive instruction on dressing, acting, and think as a girl. From hair, makeup, talking, walking, even sexual relations. You will also receive medical treatments ”
I looked at the others, whom had the same horrified expression as I did.

“Your thoughts are correct, you will have medical treatments to look like a woman. You have already begun receiving treatment by your parents that has began several months ago, you have also received 2 injections on the way here.”

I couldn’t believe my ears, Mom and Dad started this months ago. I don't remember taking anything different. Must have been in my food. “Why?” I thought aloud.

“That question will be answered at a later date”, She continued. “While some of you may have heard of hormones, and may have wonder why you haven’t notice any changes. The hormones you where given were dormant and where building up. The injections you received today where meant to activate these dormant hormones. By tomorrow morning you will see some changes. Starting tomorrow after breakfast your treatment will begin. Things will be difficult but the end result will be pleasing.

“Let us continue with the rules.” She picked up a clip board. “You will dress and behave as a young lady. Your 1st phase clothes have been placed in your rooms. Your drab boy clothes you are wearing now will be turned in, and will be destroyed. This is every piece of clothing you are wearing, includes your underwear.

“I ain’t wearing girls cloths especially underwear” Larry said.

“Well my dear”, A voice came from the back "I am afraid you have no choice” It was Mrs. Kearman. Turning to Mr. Jones, “ Arrange a possible 471 for Miss. Holmes” She said softly to him. “Miss. Holmes I have been doing this for quite sometime. I haven’t failed yet and do not intend to now”

Larry gave her a just try look.

“Ms. Clark you may continue”

“You will wake at 0500 dress and report to the gym for morning exercise classes.

“breakfast will be next after you have cleaned up after gym.”
I noticed that Kandi had a puzzled look.

“Your clean up will be taking a shower and getting ready for the day, usually in the locker room. Most of the girls usually shower as a group. You will receive a list of what to wear for your daily classes. This list will change on a weekly basis and also as you advance phases."
Ms Clark turned the page in her notes.
I timidly raised my hand.

“Yes, You have a question?” Ms. Clark said.

“Why are we here?” I asked in a scared slightly feminine voice. I was shocked at the sound of my voice.

“It seems like the medication is starting to take effect, Now to the question asked” Ms. Clark paused and looked towards Mrs. Kearman.

Mrs. Kearman began, “For right now you young ladies are here for training. Once you get to phase 3 the type of training will be told to you.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Kearman.” Ms. Clark said, “Please do not think you can ask the other girls as they are sworn to secrecy.”

“Getting back to the schedule, Lunch will be at the discretion of the instructor, usually around 1130. Classes will continue in the afternoon. Dinner will be at 1800hrs sharp. 20hundred hours will be dress for bed time. All girls will wear the appropriate sleeping attire, usually nighties."

“After being ready for bed, you will have about an hour of free time, to relax, work on your studies. On Saturdays is movie night. This free time can and will be revoked based on problems encountered. Lights out is promptly at 2130hrs. Room check are done throughout the nights at random times. Those found out of bed will be punished. Who’s bed doesn’t matter.”

“What???” Ashlee said, his/her voice changing too.

Smiling Ms. Clark answered “Like I said before, you will be taught about sexual relations. Girls in phase 4 and higher are aloud to engage in what she has learned. She may sleep with any other of the girls. Those in the final phase are required to do so.”

“Sexual relations are a requirement in your training.” Mrs. Kearman answered.
“During your stay here, You will be given medical checkups on a regular basis. phase 1 appointments will be kept with no exceptions.”

Ms. Clark pulled out some papers. “here are your room assignments. Along with some of the basic rules, and phase 1 weekly list. Be sure to read the weekly list as it also contains some news, new girl welcomes, the movie list, and any changes.”

“Ashlee Holmes you will room with Megan Sumers.” Ms. Clark handed her the papers.

“Kandi Montgomery, you will be roommates with Trenia Collins” She was also handed some papers.

“Allison Wilson, You will room with Holly Johnson” I took the papers from Ms. Clark.

“And Miss Tara Odes, you will share a room with Karen Zorin.” Tara was handed the final papers.

“The papers you where given are some basic rules, along with your room number. Your room mates are all phase 3 girls. They will help you in any way. Mrs. Kearman do you have anything else for these young ladies”

“Thank you, Ms. Clark. Ladies you have the rest of the day to get used to things here. Your drab cloths will be turned into your dorm mother by dinner time. Dinner is at 1800 hrs, which is 6pm.

You will dress as instructed in the weekly list. Sundays are usually a more formal dinner. But being you haven’t had your etiquette class yet. I may be a little lenient. But beware you may not so be forewarned. Your roommates will help you get ready.” Mrs. Kearman instructed “Mr. Jones will you escort these ladies to there rooms.”

We all followed Mr. Jones down some halls, down a flight of stairs. “What are your room numbers” He asked as we stopped at the bottom of the stairs.

“115” Kandi said.

“120” Tara said.

“105” I said.

“126” Ashlee said, each of our voices becoming more feminine.

On the way, we passed several rooms. A couple classrooms, dorm rooms, Arrows showing the way: firing range, medical, but most marked off limits to students. I bet those where locked.
We stopped at a door,” 126 “ Mr. Jones said.

Ashlee timidly opened the door and went in. The rest of us continued on. We stopped a little ways. “120” Tara's room, opening the door I heard.

“I have been expecting you” A beautiful redhead about 14 said excitedly, as she closed the door. After dropping off Kandi at her room next was mine. “Here you are Miss Wilson”

“ThTh-thank you, Mr. Jones” I said in a feminine voice not even remotely my own.
Nervously I opened the door. The room was outfitted in a pale pink and white. Two large canopy beds, two dressers, two large wardrobes, and two dressing tables. The furniture was in white. While the linen on the beds where pink satin.

Every where I looked it was girly, yet strangely I liked it. There wasn’t anyone else in the room, my roommate was suppose to be here. Still holding the paper Ms. Clark had given me I figured I’d read it.

I sat in one of the two chairs that where a soft pillowy type which each had a light over, Must be for homework, I thought. The paper included basically what Ms. Clark talked about. The paper listed the latest chick flick as the movie. Then came the attire listing for the week.

Sunday: Dinner- Party dresses
Gym class: work out clothes
Classes: School uniform
Saturday: Evening movie- super heroines

As I was reading, the door opened and one of the girls who saw us earlier came in. She was drop dead beautiful, shoulder length dark red hair, pale blue eyes.

“You must be Allison” She said” I’m Holly”

“Actually my name is Charles,” I said nervously.

“You had better forget your old boy name, You are never suppose to use it again” Holly cautioned "I am even suppose to report you for using it”

“Please don’t” I said.

“I won’t” Holly said reassuring me” First, we need to get you into some appropriate clothes and get rid of those drab boy clothes”

“OK, I guess”

“Get undressed, and put your cloths in that bag.” Holly said. “All your new cloths are over there” She pointed a manicured finger to a set of dressers and wardrobe.
“Information I have received is you are 11, right”

“I may look 11 but I am 15”

“well I think you are going to be 11 now”

I walked over to the wardrobe and opened it, There where about a half dozen dresses of various styles. On the door was a warm looking bath robe, in baby pink. I grabbed it and threw it on the bed.

“Is this bed mine?” I asked, my voice still changing.

“Yes, It is” Holly said it seems like she was a refined young lady. Almost like Mrs. Kearman.

I kicked off my shoes and socks. Slipped off my t-shirt. Just as I was starting to drop my pants I noticed Holly. I instantly got embarrassed.

“Do not worry it happens to everyone, it is just us two girls here”

“But I’m not a girl”

“Not totally, yet.” Holly said, “I was once like you where an unruly hoodlum of a boy. But now I am a woman, I would never give it up”
I thought for a moment then pulled off my pants and boxers, I quickly put on the robe.

“You need to shower, first let me check you for hair”

“Hair???”

“Body hair, You need to be completely smooth from your nose to your toes.”

I was just starting to get some minimal hair on my legs, crotch and underarms. But no where else.

All of my stories are purely fictional, the some places are real, some are not. The names and personnel used in all my stories, are also fictional. They may be based on people I knew but, Any resemblance to anyone living, dead, or un-dead are purely coincidental.

I write my stories as a fantasy. While based on this world. Things in my story could stretch reality. However I write my stories from my mind. I reserve all rights to my work. Any form of duplication without my permission is forbidden. Please enjoy reading them as I have in writing them.

“Take off your robe” Holly said as she walked up to me. I slipped the robe off my shoulders and let it drop to the floor.

Holly slowly circled me like a lioness, she lightly touched my legs, sending shivers up my spine. She caressed my ass, then she grabbed my cock. Giving it a couple strokes, finally she gently touched my chest, it was tender and my nipples hard.

“Looks like the medicine is working your breasts are growing, Mine did the same thing”

Holly said, throwing her beautifully developed chest out. “If you are one of the lucky girls like me, you will not have to get augmentation surgery. Mine are all natural. But being 11 don‘t expect much.”

That did it I broke down and cried, I fell to the bed. I cried like a little girl. Holly sat beside me. “I was waiting for this, it has happened to all of us here, more than once. It will be alright”

Looking up through teary eyes, “Will it??”

Holly just nodded. “Yes, now let’s get you ready for dinner.” She stood and took my hand. “ You have the most beautiful dress to wear tonight”

Holly lead me into the large bathroom. It was like a luxury suite. It had a very large tub a separate shower, two sinks, and the normal toilet.

“Will you excuse me I have to pee”

“Go ahead“, Holly said.

I stepped up and was about to start.

“NO!” She yelled, “Remember you have to do everything like a girl, sit down when you use the bathroom”

“alright,” I said, “please don’t report me” I turned around and sat.

Holly dug into the cabinets, pulled out a tube of something. When I finished, She began rubbing some nasty smelling cream on me. With in a minute or two I was covered from my chin to my toes.

“This is only temporary, You will be xenon flashed to permanently remove all your hair but your head and crotch.”

“this stuff is starting to burn” I said.

“A couple more minutes”

“please it is burning” I whined.

After another minute, “OK, you can shower” Holly said.

I stepped into the shower and began washing this nasty stuff off my body. With it came the slight body hair I had. Even the hair on my crotch was gone. When all of the cream was gone I cleaned up. The soap was a sweet smelling type, that I normally hated but I really kinda enjoyed it now.

I seemed to take longer than I usually did with my showers. I gently caressed my chest, easing the soreness yet erotic feelings. I had to force myself to stop as I knew I had to finish . I washed my long hair and even used conditioner on it.

Finishing I shut off the shower and stepped out. Holly was there holding up a large bath towel. Almost instinctively I wrapped it around myself, just above my breasts. Following Holly, we went into the bedroom.

Laid out on my bed was a green and white dress. With some lingerie also laid out very neatly next to the dress.

“Time to get ready” Holly said as she handed me a pair of white silk bikini panties.

Gently taking them “do I have to.”

“yes, you do. Only girls in the last phase may go without panties. As you advance you will be given sexier, more provocative lingerie. But with your age you may not get to much sexy stuff.” lifting her skirt “see I have gotten hi-cut string bikinis” She pulled up her skirt to show her hi-cut panties. Her body was so beautiful, I thought.

“I am hopping to get my thongs tomorrow when I go up to phase 4” Holly said as she motioned for me to put on the panties.

Timidly I stepped into the pretty white panties. As I pulled them up my legs it was an erotic feeling, I even twitched a little.

“They feel good don’t they” Holly questioned, she must have noticed my reaction. “I had the same reaction, Just wait till you get some of your other lingerie on”

As I pulled them up around my waist, I almost expected to get a raging hard on. But I did not, however my nipples did get larger and harder. The panties fit so snug hugging my body, and surprised me on feeling so good.

“Earth to Allison, earth to Allison come in Allison”, Holly said waving her hand in front of me.

“huh” I said as I snapped out of it.

“I have seen and heard of some reactions to a girl’s first pair of panties. Never like this,” Holly said.

“I ---- don’t know, it was like, nothing I have ever felt before.”

Handing me my bra, Holly helped me slip it on. “Being you are only 11 this is a training bra.” The bra was a match for the panties. My nipples showed through the silky material.

“Don’t worry we exercise, to keep our breasts firm and perky” Holly commented. “What do you think?”

“A little uncomfortable” I said as I wiggled around a little.

“It will feel better, soon the strap feeling will disappear.”

Next Holly handed me a pair of knee-high stockings. I sat on the bed and followed Holly as she rolled the stocking up.

As I rolled them up my smooth hairless legs, I had the same reaction as with the panties.

“Looks as you are accepting what is happening” Holly said “ You don’t want a 471.”

“what is a 471?” I asked, not sure if I should have.

“All I really know is it is much more forceful that what is happening to us.”

Holly knelt down and showed me how to adjust my stockings.

As I twisted to check the back of my stockings.

“What the hell!” I said. “I ain’t queer”

“No, you are a girl and will have sex as a girl” Holly said, as she walked to my bed.

“But I am not a girl” I said

Turning with a beautiful light green and white party dress. “ You are a girl now, and for the rest of your life. You will be a girl.”

Tears began streaming down my cheeks.

“Allison, I actually should have waited a bit, but you looked so beautiful in your lingerie, I couldn’t help myself. I am so sorry. Please forgive me”

I didn’t know what to say. I felt flattered that she thought I looked so good. I couldn’t help myself. I lifted her chin toward me. She was about 4” taller than me, but she was wearing slight heels. As I stood there dressed in ladies lingerie I put my arms around her and gave her a full kiss on the lips. I had to stand on my toes to do it. I did it out of shear lust, nothing more.

Holly was taken back by my change. But she seemed to enjoy it as much as I did. We broke our embrace. I stepped back and looked at my dress.

Holly was taken back by my change. But she seemed to enjoy it as much as I did. We broke our embrace. I stepped back and looked at my dress.

“It is so beautiful” I said.

“Then let’s put it on so we can get your face put on.”

Holly unzipped the back and held it open for me to step into. I gently placed one stocking covered foot in then the other. Holly helped me pull it up and got it zipped. Out of instinct I adjusted the waist and bust to feel just right.

“Let’s get you finished” Holly said as she led me to a dressing table. “This one is yours while you are here.”

I sat down and looked at all the makeup.

“you will learn what all of them are, Close your eyes and I will do you up. I like doing it”

As I closed my eyes I almost seemed to drift into a light sleep. Just barely feeling Holly working on my hair and face.

All of my stories are purely fictional, the some places are real, some are not. The names and personnel used in all my stories, are also fictional. They may be based on people I knew but, Any resemblance to anyone living, dead, or un-dead are purely coincidental.

I write my stories as a fantasy. While based on this world. Things in my story could stretch reality. However I write my stories from my mind. I reserve all rights to my work. Any form of duplication without my permission is forbidden. Please enjoy reading them as I have in writing them.

“Allison , Allison, hey you are finished.” I couldn’t tell how long it was. I opened my eyes.

I couldn’t believe what I saw. It was a beautiful young lady, in the mirror.

“Is that me” I said watching the words come out of my lipstick covered lips.

I had light red lipstick, the light green shadow on my eyes complemented my eyes and my dress. My dark brown hair was pulled back and given a slight curl to the ends.

“Wow, you are beautiful.” Holly said.

“th- th- thanks.” I said.

“Go ahead and pick out your shoes,” Holly said pointing to the closet. “I am going to get ready”

As I went I search of shoes Holly disappeared into the bathroom. Opening the closet I was greeted with a half dozen pairs of shoes, everything from casual gym shoes to dress shoes.

“Wow, I thought, now which ones to wear” looking over all the different shoes I picked out a pair of black oxfords with a slight heel.

As I walked back to the dressing table I felt the erotic feelings of the stockings and the dress moving together. As I set down and slipped on the shoes. I slowly moved my foot to admire the shoes and the stockings.

I went to look through my wardrobe to see what other clothing I have. Standing I was a little shaky on my heels but slowly made my way to the wardrobe. I opened the doors, I was greeted with a vast array of colors. It has about 5 dresses

How could a girl ever need anything else but I was to learn I was wrong.

“But,” I thought “I am a boy” Glancing at the mirror were a beautiful young girl was looking back. “or am I a sweet little girl”

Holly walked out of the bathroom with just a towel around her waist. Her beautifully firm tits bouncing slightly. Normally the sight of tits like Holly’s would turn me on. But seeing them now wasn’t a big deal. I watched as Holly got ready for tonight’s dinner. She dressed in light pink lingerie, that was different from mine.

Her lingerie seemed more provocative. I was envious actually wanting lingerie like hers. I was mesmerized by the way Holly dressed. It was like a ballet, every move graceful and yet erotic at the same time. Holly did everything with grace and style. She put on a blue dress that seemed shorter and more reveling than mine.

Without even knowing I said it, “I hope to be as beautiful as you”
Blushing Holly thanked me.

“Oh, as long as you obey the rules here and study hard you will. In no time you will be back home a new you.”
I must have gave her a strange look, so she continued.

“I know I shouldn’t tell you much more but this is only temporary after the training we are sent back home. With all our stuff.” Holly explained.

Letting out a slight sigh of relief.

“I thought I would never see my mom and dad again”

Holly sat in one of the over stuffed chairs. Watching how she smoothed her dress. I copied her to the best of my ability.

“Remember cross your legs at the ankle and keep you legs together so boys can’t look up your skirt” She instructed.

Holly and I talked for about an hour until we heard a bunch of people in the hall.
Getting up and straightening her dress, Holly said “Must be time for Dinner”

“I am starving.” I said as I did the same.

Nervously, I joined Holly at the door. Just do what I do at dinner and you will be fine.
We both stepped out in to the mass of teen girls, we joined in with the flow heading toward the dinning hall.

None of the girls were talking but most walked with an air of confidence. Holly was one of them. The thing I however did notice that all of the girls were drop dead gorgeous each one an 9 or 10 some even higher. It was hard to believe these hotties where formerly boys.

We all filed into the dinning hall taking a seat at one of the 5 tables. There was 5 tables of 8 girls each. Looking around it seemed like I was the youngest one here, appearance wise.

Most of the girls seemed around my true age 13-15. We sat patently as Mrs. Kearman came in and stood at the long table in the front of the room.

“Good evening, young Ladies.”

“Good evening, Mrs. Kearman.” Most all the girls said.

“As we said good bye to the young Ladies who completed training last night, Tonight we welcome 4 new girls to the program” Mrs. Kearman addressed us.

“Miss Tara Odes would you please stand up.” Across the room Tara stood.

“Miss Ashlee Holmes, Miss Candi Montgomery, and finally Miss Allison Wilson.” Each in turn stood. I nervously stood embarrassed. Almost falling in my heels.

“Ladies please welcome our new girls” We all received a round of applause. None of the other boys I arrived with looked at all like who I arrived with. Each a strikingly beautiful young lady. Ashlee looked the best even though he/She put up the biggest fight.

“Enjoy your meal, ladies.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Kearman.” We all said.

Then waiters and waitresses began putting the food on the table. It was a wonderful dinner of pork chops, corn, mash potatoes, salad, with apple pie for desert. As I began eating Holly nudged my arm and motioned for me to slow down.

The other girls where watching me, I must have been eating like a mad man. I stopped and started eating slowly, after placing my napkin in my lap. Remembering what my grandmother taught me when I was nine. Grandma was the only one who had my respect and never screwed around when I was with her.

After about a minute the other girls at the table resumed eating. I continued to eat slowly remembering all my manners.

Glancing around, each of the girls were different in her own way. However they were all the same in looks, you could not tell that they were ever a boy. They all were as I said before drop dead gorgeous. I did notice a couple of the girls where looking at me and talking.

“What is with them,” I asked Holly softly.

“Well, you know the new girl.” Holly said “you just have to gossip a little, it is in our nature.”

Looking at some of the other tables, I noticed a shy looking cute brunette. She seemed to be sad but trying to hide it. Some of the other girls were trying to cheer her up but it wasn’t working to well.

As dinner wound down the volume of the dinning hall was getting louder. As Mrs. Kearman stood, the noise in the room stopped. You could hear a pin drop.

“Now that another day has came to an end, You young ladies may have some free time”

“Thank you, Mrs. Kearman,” The girls said.

“You have an hour then it is ready and dressed for bed.”

“Have a good evening, Ladies.”

As the girls all began getting up, I noticed that Mrs. Kearman was handed a piece of paper.

“Ladies, may I have one more moment.” She said again as everyone stopped.

“May I see Miss Lynn Patterson and Allison Wilson in my office”

Oh, god, I thought what did I do wrong. I was truly scared. I looked at Holly.

I don’t know,” Holly said, “I will show you to her office”

I followed Holly the opposite way the other girls where going. I also noticed that the cute brunette was also going the same way. She must be Lynn. Holly turned down a strange hall past what looked like an old TV studio, to a door with the president’s seal above it.

“See you back at our room,” Holly said as she turned and trotted off. I thought I hope I move as graceful as she does.

“Hi, I’m Lynn” Lynn said.

“Hi, I’m…………. Allison” I had to stop a moment and think. I didn’t want to be in more trouble.

Lynn took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

“Please come in Ladies” We heard from inside.

Timidly I opened the door, Mrs. Kearman was seated at a large desk. It had the presidential crest on it. The room was decorated the same as the rest of the place in a late 50s style. But with some highly modern electronics thrown in.

“Please ladies have a seat.” Mrs. Kearman said.

“Let me start by telling you, that you have made a great effort, Allison.” Mrs.
Kearman said. “You look quite beautiful”

“Thank you, ma’am” I timidly answered.

“Lynn, I am sorry for your loss. Mr. Jackson said you were on your best behavior”

“Thank you, Mrs. Kearman for letting me attend”

I sat there puzzled, thinking she could have told me that in the hall, why would she bring me here. Lynn sat there, still looking down. I noticed a tear run down her face.

“The reason I asked Allison here, Lynn. Is that I have contacted her parents. They have agreed to take you in.” Mrs. Kearman explained. “Allison, Lynn is your new sister. You will be going home together.”

I must have had a strange look on my face.

“I will explain, Lynn’s parents where killed in a car accident, a week ago. We had one of our staff take her so she could attend the funeral service.” Mrs. Kearman told me.

“We contacted your parents just before dinner and explained what had happened. They were overjoyed to be getting not one girl but two.”

“So I will have a home again?” Lynn asked.

“Yes, my dear. You and Allison are now sisters. Everything is set in motion. When you leave here you will be Lynn Nicole Wilson and will be going home to Farmington Hills, Michigan.” Mrs. Kearman said.

“what,” I said “I live in Battle Creek? “

“I shouldn’t tell you but with the circumstances they are, You and your family have been relocated as part of the training you are about to receive. Your family has been given a new home, your father a high paying job. More information will be given at a later time.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Kearman,” Lynn said, “I cannot wait until I meet my new parents”

“Being that this is the first time We have had sister’s in the program. I will have to meet with the other facility leaders on if anything will change. I will let you girls know of any changes.”

Not knowing how to feel or what to say all I said was, “thank you, Mrs. Kearman”

“Thank you, Ladies. You may return to your rooms. Lynn you may visit with your sister for a while.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Kearman,” Lynn said as we both got up and left the office.

As we walked away, We heard Mrs. Kearman talking on something. “So how are your parents, I should say Mom and Dad?” Lynn asked.

“I don't know, just like regular parents I guess” I said. We headed back towards the dinning room. We talked about stuff in general. Nothing important.

“So are you ready for your new life” Lynn asked.

All of my stories are purely fictional, the some places are real, some are not. The names and personnel used in all my stories, are also fictional. They may be based on people I knew but, Any resemblance to anyone living, dead, or un-dead are purely coincidental.

I write my stories as a fantasy. While based on this world. Things in my story could stretch reality. However I write my stories from my mind. I reserve all rights to my work. Any form of duplication without my permission is forbidden. Please enjoy reading them as I have in writing them.

Thinking new life, as a GIRL! I panicked and ran back to my room. I burst in the door. I scared Holly out of her wits. I made a 10 ft dive for my bed. Once I hit the bed I just curled up and began crying. Lynn came running after me.

“Who are you? Holly asked.

“I am her Sister” Lynn answered. She told Holly the whole story. They both came over to my bed. Where I was balling my eyes out. My arms wrapped around my knees. I must have showed off the tops of my stockings and my panties, the way my dress was. Lynn just rubbed my back.

“Hey, It will be OK. Once you get past the first week. The rest is a cake walk.” Lynn said. “Just think of how proud Mom and Dad will be getting two daughters. I will be here when ever you need to talk. Holly too.”

“Yeah, Allison.” Holly continued. “We will become good friends. But you have the best friend you will ever have right next to you. I wish I had a sister to talk to.”

“Thanks,” I said sniffling. “I guess I do have an advantage having Lynn here”
Just then a buzzer went off.

“OH, The 30 min warning. I had better get to my room.” Lynn said. “You need to get some sleep You are going to need it. Starting tomorrow when the procedure starts.”

Holly nodded in agreement.

Lynn took off.

“Let's get you changed into your Pjs” Holly said.

“OK, “ I agreed.

Slipping off the bed. I began getting undressed. Instead of just kicking off my shoes and letting the lay where they landed. I placed them back in the wardrobe. In their proper spot. The same with the rest of my cloths. Hanging up my pretty dress. My stockings where place back in the proper drawer. Standing in just my bra and panties.

“Your dirty cloths go in your cloths hamper. They are picked up once a week and washed. We have to fold and put them away when they are finished.” Holly stated.

Looking through my drawers, I found my pantie drawer, my sock/ stocking drawer. The third drawer contained my lingerie. While the bottom contained my sleep wear. All my drawers where barely full.

Thinking I hope to add to my collection of undergarments. Looking though my sleep wear drawer. I pulled out a soft cotton short set in light blue. I slipped off my bra and panties. Putting them in my laundry hamper. I pulled on the short set. It was so soft and comfy.

As I sat on my bed getting ready to slide under the covers. I relived the day. This morning or was it I don't know. Well anyway. I started as a rebellious 15 year old teen age boy.

Now going to bed I am a sweet mild mannered 11 year old girl with an older sister. I slipped under the covers taking a little to get used to my newly formed boobs. I slowly slipped off to sleep. Hoping to wake up in the morning back in my own room in Michigan.

At precisely 10:30 an announcement was made. Wishing the girls a good night and sweet dreams. From 11:00 till 4:30 am. Soothing music was played though out the facility. Unknown to the girls. This music contained subliminal messages as part of the training.

At exactly 5 am a buzzer went off in the facility. The morning wake up. I nearly jump out of my skin at the sound. Calming down. I threw back the covers. Sitting up I scratched the under side of my left breast. Then I realized it was not a dream.

I was still who knows were, getting changed into a girl. I then saw Holly get up and almost groggily make her way to the bathroom. As soon as the door closed I realized I had to go. As soon as I heard the toilet flush. I knocked on the door.

“Holly, I really need to go”

“Then come in and go, nobody is stopping you” I heard.

I rushed in and quickly dropped my shorts and sat down. Reaching to aim down. I suddenly realized. My dick was over half as small as it was the last time I used the bathroom.

Holly who was brushing her teeth, “yep, it is smaller. Soon it will be replaced by a sweet little pussy”
She must have seen my shocked expression.

“Well it starts today” Holly continued. “Some take longer. You seem to be just getting to puberty. So it maybe quicker for you. Unfortunately The worse is yet to come. Once your innards get ready to jumble around and change. You maybe on the toilet several times an hour. I heard disintary has nothing on this. I made it through and so will you”

Thinking 'What did I do to deserve this.'

“I know that look. I had it, every girl here has had it. You where a nightmare for your parents, and this was the very last straw. Ether this or juvie for a long time. Your parents where given that option. Wind up with a worse kid in juvie or a sweet little daughter with special skills”

“What skills” I said finishing.

“That I cannot say right now, but you will learn. We need to get ready for exercise class.”

I quickly brushed my teeth and hair. Finding a pair of cotton bikini panties, and a sports bra. Then digging through my other dresser. The only work out cloths I found was a pair of Zebra striped shorts and matching tank both with 'Cheer' across them in a glitter font.

“Cool,” Holly said. “Looks like you are on the Cheer team. That means some more work for you.”

Swell, I thought. Slipping on my shocks and shoes. I followed Holly to the gym.
The gym was a huge cave with a beautiful wood floor. Watching the other girls flow in. I couldn't believe at these beautiful girls where formerly boys.

Each and everyone drop dead gorgeous. I did notice about 7 others including Lynn wore exercise outfit with Cheer on them.

Lynn came over to me and Holly, “Your going to be a cheerleader too. How awesome” she said.

I could tell the different phase girls by the style of outfit they wore. The more modest ones where in the lower phases. Remembering what Holly told me yesterday. That each phase you get more provocative cloths. It must be all clothing including exercise.

Some girls wore shorts and a tank top. The higher phases where tighter and more reveling. Some wore leotards or leotard/skirt set. The ones with the leotard skirt set must have been on the last phase or two as it was very skimpily cut, and thong backed. As I later seen.

We all heard clapping, “All right girls, line up. Good Morning” We heard.

“Good Morning Miss. Campbell.” Most girls said. As we lined up 4 rows of ten girls. I was finally able to see Miss Campbell.

She was tall, at 5'3 everyone looked tall. Black haired beauty, wearing a black and blue sports bra and tight black yoga shorts.
For the next 45 minutes we worked out. I haven't worked out this hard in my young life. But it felt good.

“OK, Girls. That is all for today. Hit the showers.”

“Thank you Miss Campbell” We all said.

Breaking up me, Lynn, and Holly headed with the others towards the locker room. I found a empty bench. Holly and Lynn began stripping down. I joined them. Leaving my shoes on a shelf. I put all my cloths in a large hamper with all the others. Grabbed a towel and headed toward the shower with Holly and my older sister. 'Wow it seems strange thinking that. But now I have one'

With 40 of the most beautiful young ladies I have ever seen in the shower. It was a perverts wet dream, Pee wee from Porkies head would explode.

We found a couple of free showers and washed up. The soap and shampoo had the sweetest smell.

'God, what am I thinking. I hate---- used to hate all that sweet smelling stuff. Now.'

As I washed up I glanced around There was no way that all these beautiful young ladies were nothing but that Young ladies. You could not tell in the slightest. Finishing We joined the line getting towels from a shelf.

Going back to the bench we had gotten. We dried off, wrapping to towels around us, we headed back to our room. Depositing our towels in the hamper. We got dressed in our school uniform.

While most of my underwear were a comfy cotton. I did have a couple pair of shiny white nylon with pretty lace edging. My bras where the same. For school I chose just the white cotton. As I was pulling out my school uniform. Holly stopped me.

“They must have forgotten new girls are not attending classes their first week. They go for treatment just after breakfast. So just wear sleep pants and a t shirt.”

“Are you sure, I don't want to get into trouble.”
Holly walked over to a intercom. Pressing a number in, “Excuse me, Mrs Kearman”

“Yes, Mrs Kearman's voice came over. “This is Holly Johnson, Ma'am. Allison is wanting to know if she will be attending classes today.”

“Allison Wilson, No she will not, she and the other three that arrived with her will be starting the process after breakfast. Thank you for reminding me.”

“Thank you, Mrs Kearman” The intercom went dead.

“See told you.”

“OK. “ I said. As I put my school uniform back and pulled out a T-shirt and a pair of sleep pants out of my drawers.

Once I finished Me and Holly joined the flow down to the dining room. Finding a seat. We waited patiently.

Mrs Kearman stood behind the staff table. “Good Morning, Ladies”

An enthusiastic, “Good Morning, Mrs Kearman” We all said.

“Well another week lies ahead of us.” She began. “As we said goodbye to those who finished the program and yesterday we greeted our new girls. We ask our higher power to guide us throughout this week and beyond. Also be there for the new girls just starting.” With that I felt a thousand eyes on me.

Before we start. Will you all stand and join me in the pledge of Allegiance.” As if on cue everyone stood at the same time.

We all recited the pledge. It actually made my stomach feel a little fuzzy. I was genuinely proud to be an American.

“Thank you, Ladies. Please enjoy your breakfast” Mrs Kearman finished. “once you are finished you may leave for class. All but, Ashlee Holmes, Kandi Montgomery, Allison Wilson, and Tara Odes. You four will wait by the dining room entrance when finished. A staff member will escort you to the medical section.

All of my stories are purely fictional, the some places are real, some are not. The names and personnel used in all my stories, are also fictional. They may be based on people I knew but, Any resemblance to anyone living, dead, or un-dead are purely coincidental.

I write my stories as a fantasy. While based on this world. Things in my story could stretch reality. However I write my stories from my mind. I reserve all rights to my work. Any form of duplication without my permission is forbidden. Please enjoy reading them as I have in writing them.

Both me and Holly finished at about the same time. I used all the manners I could. Eating like a lady. Just like I am. However I ate just a little. My nerves where going nuts.
Getting up and heading for the door. Butterflys the size of a small jet worked in my stomach.

Stopping Holly gave me a hug. “It will be over soon, see ya back in our room.” She walked off with such grace.

It looks like I was the first one done as I was alone. Kind of feeling out of place as all the girls that passed were beyond beautiful wearing their school uniform. I could tell the ones in the higher phases. As their uniforms where cut differently and the skirts defiantly shorter than mine.

Just about a minute after I got there Ashlee showed up then Tara and finally Kandi.
I couldn't believe these where the boys I arrived with. Each one were hotties.

“Wow, Allison. You look great.” Tara commented.

“Thanks, “ I said. “So do you all. “
Everyone gave a smile, even Ashlee as she was the most problems when we arrived.

“Good Morning, Girls. I am Miss Silver.” A young gorgeous blonde showed up. “I am with the medical staff here.” She wore Maroon scrubs, that were very flattering. “Follow me please”

She lead us back through the main entrance area. Past what looked like a park. With trees and everything. It even seemed sunlit.

We descended a flight of stairs. To some double doors with the medical symbol on them.
Entering, This place was state of the art and then some. As soon as we got in the doors, we were each taken to a hospital room. It was like most rooms, but along with a bed it has an exam table and an xray machine. Different I though.

“Please remove all your cloths and put on this gown. The Dr will be in shortly.” The nurse told me. As she left.

I stripped down to my birthday suit. Placing my neatly folded cloths on what looked like a dresser. Putting on the hospital gown She didn't say opening to the front or rear, so I did front. Even though the gown read small it reached down to my knees. For some reason my guts still churned.

It was sounding like I hadn't eaten in a month, my stomach rumbled that much. As if the churning and rumbling I started to get a a pain in my gut. It was just slight as of now. Looking around the room I spotted the bathroom in case I needed to make a mad dash for it. With this much going on in my gut the Hershey squirts may not be far behind.

Just as there was a knock on the door and a young lady came in wearing a white lab coat. “Allison” She asked. I just nodded.

“Good Morning, I am Dr Sinclair. I will be monitoring your progress while you are here.”

The pain started growing. I moaned in agony.

“Having some pain in your stomach”

“Yeah a lot right now” I gasped out.

“OH, Good” was all she said.
I gave her the 'what in the hell is going on with me' stare.

“Allison, this is normal in this part of the program.” She began. “In short everything between your navel and the bottom of your bottom is getting reworked inside. All your boy parts inside are changing into girl parts. Along with your outside parts as well. You may have noticed that your adams apple has disappeared. That is the first thing to change along with your voice getting higher. More girly as they say.”

Letting out a long moan of pain, “That I noticed”

“It kind of starts there and works its way down. Did you notice that your skins is softer, your starting to develop some nice curves.”

I shook my head, “Not really” I stated in a pained voice.

The Dr continued, “If left alone your body hair would be less and softer. But later in the week you will be xenon flashed. Thus from your eyes to your toes you will never grow any hair. The only exception would be your pubic area.

Back to what is happening now. Your male only organs are changing to girl organs. You will no longer have a prostate. You will have ovaries, a uterus, and a vagina all fully functional. Your body down to the DNA is changing.”

“How?” I gasped out between shooting pain in my abdomen.

“This technology was developed actually for the war on terrorists. It was to be introduced into the water supply of an enemy village or area. Within a week all the males would be females. Unfortunately further testing shows that it doesn't work on males over the age of 19. So we developed this program.

Which I cannot speak of right now. You will find that your wounds heal faster, you are athletic abilities are enhanced along with your mental ones too. Basically You are changing in to a faster, stronger, and smarter female.”

Then for next 22 hours. I went through some of the most pain of my young life.
I must have shit 50 times, all of it runny. The Dr was there the whole time monitoring my progress and health. She made sure I drank enough to stay hydrated. I however was able to watch 3 movies. After the 22 hours I was beat, my asshole was sore from all the shitting. But the pain was subsiding fairly quickly.

“OH, God, I think I am finally done shitting my brains out” I said in an almost normal feminine voice.

“How do you feel, Allison?” Dr Sinclair asked.

“Well other than being run over by a Mack truck and my butt hurting. OK”

“I think you are over the procedure, Hop up on the exam table and let me check you”
As I slowly rose from my chair. I felt refreshed almost reborn, still tired as hell though. Hopping up on the exam table.

Dr Sinclair checked everything, my breathing, my reflexes.

“OK for the final check, lie back, feet in the stirrups, please”
Placing my feet, I think I knew what was coming. Folding my gown up above my knees. The Dr Looked at my crotch.

“Isn't that just the cutest little pussy I have ever seen.” The Dr Commented.
The Dr felt around my lips, I shivered when she found my clit.

“Feels good, doesn't it” I just nodded.

“Just relax” she said as she using a small speculum, “Even your hymen is intact. Your still a virgin. Well everything is all good so far. Now let's check what we cannot see.”
Putting my legs down. She laid the exam table almost flat.

“Ultrasound time”

She pulled up a machine with a wand type thing attached. She squirted some jelly type stuff on my belly. She would move it around and then stop and take a screen shot. Then again. All the while giving an anatomy call out.

“Uterus, Both ovaries, all looking good. And no and no” Moving the wand around.
“No more prostate or any other thing a girl doesn't need.

Setting me up, “Well Allison you are now 100% physically female. I will let the kitchen know you are ready for a meal. You need rest after the procedure. After you get some food into you. Get some sleep. If you need anything just ring for the nurse” The Dr said.

As I slid off the exam table and moved to the bed. I did feel tired but not that tired. I think I was more hungry than anything.

About 10 minutes later, a young man brought a tray of food. “Here you go,” he said.

“Thank you.” I said as he left. He seemed cute. It was soup, and a salad, meat loaf, gravy, mashed potatoes, corn and a roll. A large glass of milk and a water.

I polished of the meal off. Taking the last drink of milk. I pushed the tray away, next thing I know I am out for the count.

“Allison, Hey Allison, wake up “ I heard. It was Holly.

“What are you doing here” my eyes open slightly.

“Where should I be beside our room.”

Sitting up in my bed, “How did I get here?”

“You where brought back this afternoon. When I was in class”

“Was I dressed in my sleep set” I said noticing that I had on my light blue sleep set I wore last night or was it two or more nights ago.

“What day is it? “ I asked.

“Friday, 3 pm Why”

“
I was out for over 3 days”

“Yes, you where. I was out a little longer than you. Maybe because I am older, who knows. So how do you feel.?”

“Rested, a little strange. But all I all OK.”

I pulled my shorts out and took a look, I just had to. It was replaced all right. From what I could see the Dr was right it was a cute little cunt. Looking up Holly was looking at me.

“OH, Sorry, but I had to.” turning red.

“Everyone does it. It is a natural reaction. Oooooo, Check it out I made it to phase 4 I got my thongs” Holly said lifting the back of her shorter school uniform skirt to show her bare bottom. It was so cute. “So two more and I am out of here. “

“Have I missed anything”

“No, Not really, Just a great casserole last night”

Since Holly mentioned food I realized I was hungry, and had to go to the bathroom.
As I walked to the bathroom, it was like my first time. Once in the bathroom I pulled down my shorts and my basic white cotton panties. Sat down and peed. By instinct I wiped with toilet paper. It felt electric the first touch on my pussy. I slowly felt it up and down. Touching my clit sent shivers to my soul, it felt that good.

I had to force myself to stop. I however went to the mirror. Pulling off my top. I checked out my new body. Staring at my naked body, I was so cute. Small budding breasts, nice curves, and the cutest little hairless pussy. Their was not one clue that I was ever a boy. Was I ever a boy I thought. Not this cute little girl. Pulling on my panties, I changed into my school uniform for dinner.

A just above knee length skirt in green, red, and black plaid, my white cotton A cup bra, a white blouse, finished off with white calf high cable knit socks and black and white saddle shoes w/ 1 inch heel. I sat down at my dressing table. I began brushing my hair. Pinning my bangs back. I let my hair hang loose and flowey. I put on a little make up. I had the strange almost feeling that I don't use much make up. I just put on a little lip gloss. Looking in the mirror. A beautiful cute little girl looked back, Me.

I just noticed that my right ear was now pierced. I have had my left one done for years. But now I had matching diamonds in each ear.

“Wow, my ears are both pierced now.” I said.

“Yes, they do it when you are out during the procedure. You only needed one done. I had both ears done. By next week you will be able to change them out.”

“Next week, My left ear took almost 4 months to heal.”

“Remember what the Dr. said, you heal much faster since you had the procedure.”

“Yeah, the Dr did say that.”

“Hey, sounds like the dinner rush is starting.” Holly said as we heard a bunch of girls passing our door.

“let's eat”

We both joined the crowd. However this time I walked with a new confidence. I walked with pride, something I never did before, even when I was home. It was weird. Like it was a whole new person. Well I was and I wasn't.

Physically I was but mentally I was the same old. My thoughts stopped dead. I couldn't remember my boy name. My name was no.......... is Allison Meagan Wilson. Entering the dinning room we found a seat with my sister, Who gave me a hug.

“Allison, your back.” Lynn said. “God, Sis. You look great. Everything go alright.”

“Yeah, Everything came out or changed. Just like it should have.”
Sitting down. Mrs. Kearman stood. As normal the whole dinning room became silent.

All of my stories are purely fictional, the some places are real, some are not. The names and personnel used in all my stories, are also fictional. They may be based on people I knew but, Any resemblance to anyone living, dead, or un-dead are purely coincidental.

I write my stories as a fantasy. While based on this world. Things in my story could stretch reality. However I write my stories from my mind. I reserve all rights to my work. Any form of duplication without my permission is forbidden. Please enjoy reading them as I have in writing them.

“Good Evening, Ladies.”

“Good Evening , Mrs. Kearman” We all responded.

“Ladies, As some may have heard. We have had a tragedy happen recently. During the procedure, Miss Kandi Montgomery took her own life. She had found a scalpel and during a bathroom visit she sliced her wrists. As all of you well know the bathroom visits during the procedure can very in time. When the attending doctor realized and got to her. There was nothing that could be done.”
Me and all the other girls gasped.

“Ladies, please let us all bow our heads in a moment of silence for Kandi” The whole room lowered their heads.

“Thank you, Ladies. Please enjoy your dinner” As we raised our heads I noticed a girl crying. It must be Triena Collins, Kandi's roommate.

Holly leaned over to me, “Didn't you arrive with her?” She asked.

“Yes, I did. Me, Tara, Ashlee, and Kandi all arrived here at the same time. Out of all of them I thought Ashlee would be the one to do something like that. She resisted more than the rest. Tara, and Kandi seemed alright. But you never know. Maybe the thought of going back to her old neighborhood as a girl upset her that much. I think when I learned Lynn and I will be starting in a new town. It actually made me feel better about the whole thing. They may want to tell the arriving girls that fact once they get here. Or at least before the procedure.”

“That is a good idea.” Lynn said. “I learned before I left for my parents funeral.”

“You learn the end of your second week of classes. So two weeks from today” Holly said.
We continued talking as we ate. Not about anything in particular.

“Ladies” Mrs. Kearman said as she stood. “Tonight We say good bye to the newest graduates, and wish them success in their future. Heather Graham, Kelsey Miller, Martina Fredricks, and Wednesday Thompson.” Each girl stood as Mrs Kearman said her name. “Ladies, best of luck to you all.”

Each girl was a knock out. Beautiful, Proud, and sophisticated looking. Yet, they also where kind of slutty looking as well. While it was kind of a school uniform. The one that these young ladies where wearing really stretched it. The skirt barely covered their ass, and the top was nearly transparent. Obvious neither one was wearing anything under. As their breasts where almost showing. Remembering what Holly told me the day I arrived here. 'Only girls in the final phase can go without underwear'.
We all applauded the departing girls.

“Looks like we should be getting new girls in tomorrow.” Lynn said as she finished off her glass of milk.

“Yes, We should be getting five new girls, 4 to replace the ones leaving and one to replace Kandi” Holly said. “ It is usually a one for one. One girl leaves one replaces her”

“But wouldn't that upset the order. Instead of 4 girls in the same phase, there would be 5 and one group Allison's with only 3.” Lynn mentioned.

“Hey, you are correct. But it is not up to Us. So we shale see tomorrow”
Mrs Kearman stood, again the room went silent.

“Ladies, another week has finished. We say good bye to our departing graduates and one we lost. You may enjoy some free time until lights out.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Kearman.” We all shouted.

With that all the girls began leaving the dinning hall. I noticed that I walked different, with a positive air. My walk even seemed different. Was my ass swaying as it should. I seemed to be taking smaller steps than I used to.

Holly must have noticed my train of thought. “Yes, you are walking differently. We all do since the procedure. You are walking like a girl should. No longer a boys clumsy stride, but a girlish sway. Your ass wiggles just perfectly.”

“What other things where changed during the procedure?” I asked.

“Well, I haven't figured out all of the changes.” Lynn said.” But the Dr said the change was down to the DNA. So I would guess everything.”

“Yes, your manners, your speech, your handwriting, your body especially, you may even have changed from a righty to a lefty or vise verse. Look at your hands?” Holly said.

Looking at my hands I just noticed that they where smaller more dainty. My fingernails a conservative length. Pretty, even with no polish on them. I will find the polish was taken off by the xenon treatment.

“They are pretty.” I said.

“I keep noticing little differences.” Holly said.

“So do I.” Lynn added.

Continuing to our room. Lynn said good night and headed back to her own room. After a sisterly hug. Saying We will get together tomorrow.

Me and Holly changed into our pajamas. Holly wore a flimsy black baby doll and thong. While put on a Minnie Mouse short set. Then me and Holly sat down in our comfy chairs and talked till the final bell.
Climbing into my bed. I settled myself down to sleep.

Like every night the soft music played. Which had subliminal training in it.

The 5 am buzzer went off. I woke from a delicious dream about me and Holly making love. I however felt rested. Ready to take on what ever the day had to offer.

“Yeah, Saturday.” Holly said as she headed to the bathroom. “Exercise class then breakfast then free time until the movie tonight.”

After a couple minutes Holly came out totally nude. It was just as my dream had reveled. As she began dressing in her exercise cloths. I headed to the bathroom to do my daily business. Finishing I too. Came out nude. My body is not half as beautiful as Holly's but maybe someday. I changed into my workout outfit. Zebra cheer shorts, and matching tank. With white cotton panties and a sports bra. Slipping on my shoes. We again joined in on the crowd headed to the gym.

Again finding Lynn. We lined up. However it was 3 rows of nine girls 1 of 8 as 4 have left and losing Kandi. A little sadness fell over me. Miss Campbell greeted us again and put us though our daily workout.

Today was different when we finally hit the showers.

I felt the confidence of a real girl. One not needing to hide something. Stripping out of my cloths and dropping them in the dirty cloths as we found a shower. Cleaning up we giggled and laughed as a bunch of girls should.

As we finished and headed to our room. Lynn said see you at cheer practice at noon.

As I was naked except for the towel and my shoes. I slipped on a pair of dark purple cheerleader panties, a matching sports bra. Being I had cheer practice later. I was able to dress in my cheerleader uniform. I found my cheerleader uniform, a dark and light purple with white accent, on the skirt and mid drift top. The skirt had alternating white and light purple inside the pleats. White ankle socks with the megaphone in purple and White and Dark purple cheer shoes, completed the look. I felt an air of confidence I have never felt before. After a good breakfast. We came back to our room.

I sat down in one of the over stuffed chairs. Thinking about my cheer routine. It came to me that I already know the basic routine. But how? I have never been to a class or anything for cheerleading. Yet I knew how to cheer, tumble, and more. Maybe the procedure gave them to me. Who knows right now.

As I waited Closing my eyes other things began filling my head or my memories. It hit me like a ton of bricks. I could recite all kinds of stuff. Math being my worst subject in school. One class I failed. Now I could do advanced calculations in my head. I could read, write, and speak Russian, Arabic, German, and Chinese fluently. I now know advanced hand to hand combat, even how to kill with my bare hands. I can fire expertly and field strip any weapon.

“What the hell.” I said aloud as my eyes snapped open.

Holly smiled, “It just hit you, huh”

“What the heck was my mind doing” I said.

“You have received your training, during the procedure.”

“What?”

“Yeah, all your training was in the medication you where given.”

“Kind of makes sense now.”

“Yeah, I thought it would. I did to me once it hit”

There was a knock at our door.

Holly answered it.

“Allison, your sister is here.”

“Hey, ready for cheer practice.” Lynn said.

“Yeah,” I jumped to my feet with a big smile on my face. Don't know why but I was actually anxious to go.

As me and Lynn walked towards the gym. Lynn was dressed identical to me. We where joined by 5 other girls. I was going over the cheer routine in my head. Where I start, the hole thing, It seems like I, being one of the smallest on the squad were one of three girls who where thrown in the air. It seems like we do some wild tricks in the air. Twists and turns, leg overs, all kinds of cool stuff. Ever single stunt in the routine I know by heart. As do the other girls. We arrived in the gym, at 10 till 12. The 3 remaining girls where already there. We began stretching our muscles out to warm them up for the practice. I found that I was now quite flexible. I can put my breasts right against my thighs,and place my palms on the floor. My splits I can put my pussy on the ground having my feet straight out at my sides with my toes pointing to the sky.

“Alright girls, gather around. For those who don't know me I am Mr. Knopp and this is Mrs Scott and Mrs Patterson. We are your cheer coaches. Combined we have over 30 years cheerleading experience. We have been on the world championship squad 5 times.”

Mr Knopp was tall with an athletic build, dirty blond with to die for blue eyes. Mrs. Patterson also had an athletic build as did Mrs Scott. Both brunette Mrs Scott's hair was shoulder length and Mrs Patterson's was almost to her waist. Both the ladies wore tight black yoga shorts and a tight tank top. All three of them where hot. It seems like I am now a bi-sexual girl. Liking both boys and girls.

Mr. Knopp gave us a good looking over along with the other two coaches. It was was almost like one of those military inspections. They would look at a girl thoroughly whisper among themselves, jot down a couple notes then move on. When they finally got to me. They really looked me up and down.

Then whisper take notes, looked some more. They looked over the 5'4” 100 # new me. I just stood there nervously, but with a big bright smile on my pretty face. I don't know why I had the smile. It just seemed the thing to do. It seemed the coaches took over twice as long with me than any other girl.

They finally move on the the final two girls, Lynn was next to me. They completed the inspection of Lynn and the last girl in less time then my totally took. Oh, Well. I thought.

“Girls,” Mrs Scott said. “ continue with your practicing.”

Me and Lynn began practicing our tumbling, doing our long back flip run that ran most of the length of the gym. All ways finishing with a complete flip. The rest of the team joined us. Soon it was all of us doing the tumbling run in perfect sync. We made three lines the front 3 girls would start. As soon as the first girls got to their second move the next in line would start. And so forth, until we where all flipping and tumbling across the gym floor.

The coaches stopped their discussion and watched us. They talked between themselves. Pointing and commenting to one another. Mrs Scott also jotted down some notes on her pad.

“Girls, gather around.” Mr. Knopp called. Each girl finished her tumbling run then joined the others.

“That run was great team work as you all worked together with your timing. With all of you joining in. Thank you Lynn and Allison for starting that.” Mrs Patterson said.

Mr. Knopp added, Now let's do our show routine. Let's start with the entry.”
Me, Lynn, and the others took our places just outside the door. Lining up in a specific order. Which made everything flow as soon as we entered the competition floor.

“OK, ladies,” the girl at the front of the line started. “Just like it is programmed into us, lets do the best we can.” The girl I learned was Maria, the captain.”

“Ladies and Gentleman, please give the wonderland warriors cheer team a round of applause” We heard Mr. Knopp start. “Now from all over the United States, The All American Cheerleaders.”

As on impulse we ran out into the gym. Huge smiles on our faces, hands on our hips. All of the girls took their proper place on the floor. Memory tells me the proper distance to be from each other depending on the size of the venue. We all wait for Maria to tap her heel. As soon as that happened we got into our starting position, Mine was crouched down. As was two other girls also smaller but I was the smallest of the group.

We waited until our music started. Once it started on the musical clue, we each started. As soon as my clue hit, I was on automatic pilot. I believe so where the other girls. We performed a flawless routine. Then we did it two more times. By the time we where finished we where all beat. However we didn't show it. The process must have something to do with it, as my energy returned within 5 minutes. The whole bunch of us made our way back towards our rooms, a mass of laughing and giggling girls.

All of my stories are purely fictional, the some places are real, some are not. The names and personnel used in all my stories, are also fictional. They may be based on people I knew but, Any resemblance to anyone living, dead, or un-dead are purely coincidental.

I write my stories as a fantasy. While based on this world. Things in my story could stretch reality. However I write my stories from my mind. I reserve all rights to my work. Any form of duplication without my permission is forbidden. Please enjoy reading them as I have in writing them.

Lynn stayed at my room and we talked and giggled the afternoon away. At 4 Lynn left to freshen up and change for that nights dinner and movie. The theme was movie characters. We where left with a costume, mine was Harley Quinn. I jumped in the shower cleaning up. I finished with my hair making sure it was clean. I wrapped a big fluffy towel around me, I sat at my makeup table and brushed my hair dry. I put on just a little makeup. Some red lip gloss and red accents from my right eye. Blue accents from my left. I put my hair in pig tails, with a blue band on the left red on the right.

With my costume was some hair color spray. Blue for the left, and red for the right. I colored the bottom 5 inches of each pig tail. With my makeup and hair complete. I pulled out my costume. Putting it all on my bed. I started with panties and fishnet hose.

Then came the shiny blue and red booty short shorts. A red and black bra, then the red and white, 'daddy's little monster' torn up t-shirt. The black leather shoulder holster, with an actual black and gold pearl handled engraved 44 magnum. Even though it was a big gun and barely fit my small hands, it felt good to hold it.

By instinct I opened the cylinder, checking the rounds. I placed it in the holster.
“Almost done,”

Last few things where the 'property of the joker' baseball jacket, the gold spiked bracelets. White tennis shoes, socks, and my goodnight baseball bat completed the outfit.

All while I was getting dressed, Holly was too. Holly's costume was Black Widow. She was dressed in a black cat suit and 3” high boots. On her hip was a custom black .45 1911 pistol.

“Cool costume,” I said. As I leaned on my baseball bat.

“I love yours,” Holly told me.

“Thanks,”

We sat studying for about 15 minutes until the dinner bell sounded.
Grabbing my bat, me and Holly joined the crowd heading towards the dinning hall. Each girl wore a different costume. And where very well done. Those characters what where normally armed where also armed, like me and Holly. Lynn was catwoman, dressed in a black catsuit, High heeled boots, black mask, and cat ears. We sat down with the Baroness and Scarlet from GI Joe. All of the movie's female hero's and villain's where at the dining room tables. It was actually kind of cool.

As soon as Mrs Kearman came in and stood at her place at the lead table, All of the girls went quiet.

“Good evening, Ladies.”

“Good evening, Mrs. Kearman.” was our response.

“Another week has come and gone. We said good bye to our graduates and also the one we lost. Tonight is a time for relaxation and fun. Enjoy tonight's movie.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Kearman.” Again we said.

As each dish was brought, all of the girls ate like prim and proper ladies. Like we where at a high society dinner given by our parents. Only thing was most of us were dressed as villains and over half of us where armed. Something most of the upper crust wouldn't stand for.

While we ate, I thought I would trust any one of the girls here with my life. And I know they would trust me. It seems like an unbreakable bond was formed by the procedure. I had a weird feeling I would recognize any of the girls who went through this place. Even on the outside.

Finishing my dinner of salmon. I joined the rest of the girls heading to the auditorium. Sitting with the other cheerleaders. We watched one of the latest action movies. Which I didn't even know was out yet.
After the movie was close to bed time. We all went to our rooms.

“How'd you like the movie.” Holly asked me, as we changed.

“IT was cool.” I said as I hung up my costume in my closet. My shoulder holster was hung on the hook on the back of the closet door. Like it was instinct, that I placed my weapon there for ease of retrieval. Being that it was only training. I feel that on the outside I will keep a weapon with in reach at all times.

I hopped in for a quick shower to wash the color out of my hair. Finishing I just walked out into our room, naked drying my hair with a towel. I could barely see where I was going. I bumped into something. Looking it was Holly, also nude.

She gently lifted my chin and kissed me, quite passionately. I returned the passion. Letting the towel drop to the floor. I placed one arm around her waist the second to her side. While Holly's hands went behind my head and around my back respectively. While the hand on my back slowly made its way down my back to cup my right ass cheek. My right hand moved to cup her right breast, teasing her nipple with my finger. It responded by growing against my finger.

Moaning in my mouth as we continued kissing, her left hand moved from my ass to my crotch. Ever so gently Holly caressed my pussy lips with her fingernails. Once she got to my clit it was game over. My knees just about buckled. The pleasure was so wonderful. Stopping we both knew what we wanted. We made our way to Holly's bed. We laid down together. Holly continued playing with my pussy. Using her middle finger she inserted into my dripping cunt. As she finger fucked me, her thumb ever so slightly rubbed my clit.

Holly played downstairs as I sucked her nipples, twirling my tongue around it, and racking my teeth over it.

Easing her nipple out of my mouth she began kissing her way down my body. Lips, neck, breasts, and stomach. I knew what was coming other than me soon enough. I opened my legs. Holly nuzzled my slight patch of pubic hair. Then dived for my cunt.

“OH, MY GOD.” I screamed as Holly began running her tongue over my pussy. The pleasure that ran through my body was unbelievable. I grabbed Holly's head and pulled it into my crotch. Holly stuck her tongue deeper into my pussy. I began moaning uncontrollably. As she tongue fucked me I pushed my pussy harder into her face.

Stopping she moved back up my body. Kissing me I could taste my cunt juices on her lips. Rolling her on to her back I returned the favor. Starting with her swollen nipples. I kissed my way down to her blond pussy. Then the girl in me took over. I licked her thighs, then gently ran my tongue around her pussy.

“Oh, God Stop teasing me and lick my cunt” Holly screamed.

I did just that, starting from the bottom I ever so slowly ran my tongue up her labia. Holly jerked it seems like every centimeter I moved. Using my tongue I opened her hood and found her clit. Holly let out a wail that may have woken everybody in the place. Then locking my head to her pussy with her legs.

I continued my oral on-slot on not only her clit but the rest of her pussy. As best I could. Licked and sucked her pussy until Holly grabbed my head pulling into her pussy. As she spasm with a mind blowing orgasm. She held my head for what seemed forever. Slowly she released it letting me come up for air. My whole young face was soaked with her juices. She gently pulled my face to hers, giving me a deep kiss, our tongues fighting.

I just lay next to her.

“Wow, Allison, that was amazing. Just wow is all I can say.” Holly said softly. “If I wasn't exhausted from it I would ask for another ride. But I don't think I could survive another tonight.”

“Sure,” I said “anytime.”

Holding each other we drifted off to sleep even before the last bell sounded.

Unbeknownst to us or any of the girls. Audio and video monitors where watching everything. In each room. The technician who was monitoring that night. Made a note in the log as to Me and Holly completing the sex requirement. Actually 6 other girls met that requirement that night also. Including Lynn.

When the morning wake up buzzer went off. I nearly jump out of my skin. It took me a second or two to realize where I was. Naked laying next to an also naked Holly. She stretched and smiled at me.

“Morning, Love.” She said. “You had better at least wash your face before we go. You have a juice glow.”

Feeling my face, I realized what she meant. I had fallen to sleep last night with her pussy juice all over my face, where it dried over night.

“Maybe I should,” Getting up and heading to the bathroom. After using the facilities I washed my face. I actually needed a shower but that will have to wait till after exercise class. I didn't want to be late. Leaving the bathroom as Holly went to do her thing. I changed into my exercise cloths. Cheerleader shorts, tank and athletic shoes. Holly came out and got dressed too.

Just as we heard the other girls heading for the gym. A knock came at the door. Opening it. It was Lynn, She also looked like me. A little used.

However a big smile on her face. I was hoping that I had gotten my face clean, and it didn't look like a glazed doughnut.

“Morning,” I said kind of groggily. I could feel myself getting more alert and awake. It must be the procedure. I did notice it happening to Lynn too.

“Ready,” She said.

“And willing,” I answered. “Let's go.”

So Holly, Lynn and I headed toward the gym. Along with the other girls. As soon as the last girls came in. Miss Campbell started. We all lined up. For the next half hour she ran all of us girls ragged. Finishing Miss Campbell told us to hit the showers. I noticed just about all the girls seemed exhausted. As soon as we got into the showers we all revived and where the bunch of laughing giggling girls we always where.

As the group finished we all went back to our rooms to change into our School uniforms. As me and Holly entered our room, something felt different. I couldn't place it at first.

“Do you feel something is different in here.” I asked Holly.

“It is probably the house keepers. Dropping off something.”

I found Holly was correct. Upon opening my wardrobe, I found new clothes. New school uniform, new shoes, new everything. Smiling I dug into my drawers. I pulled out a high hip rio cut white satin pantie and matching bra. It felt so great to put them on. A feeling of accomplishment came over me. My new uniform was a black and white checked pattern skirt that was about 2” shorter than my previous one. The blouse was also black with a white peter pan collar. It fit nice and tight showing off my minimal bust line. It barely reached to the waist band of my skirt. White knee highs with a large black bow on them. Slipping on my new shoes, black pumps with a 2 ½ inch heel.

I was prepared for it to be hard walking in the heels, But It was no problem I felt that I could do anything in them. From running to dancing.

My wardrobe was expanding and it was great, I loved it. In addition to the new satin panties, and bras. I also had a few different colors, thrown in. Purple, green, Lavender, light blue. I also had 4 new dresses, more skirts, More of everything. It was not full yet. But will be when I leave here. So I had advanced to level 3 I found out. I never knew that having the procedure was level 2.

All of my stories are purely fictional, the some places are real, some are not. The names and personnel used in all my stories, are also fictional. They may be based on people I knew but, Any resemblance to anyone living, dead, or un-dead are purely coincidental.

I write my stories as a fantasy. While based on this world. Things in my story could stretch reality. However I write my stories from my mind. I reserve all rights to my work. Any form of duplication without my permission is forbidden. Please enjoy reading them as I have in writing them.

Holly went to level 5. Her school uniform skirt was a micro mini that came about ½ inch above the bottom of her ass. Her blouse was transparent. While she did get some new underwear today she chose not to wear it. As I will learn the 3 other girls that went to level 5, also didn't wear any underwear. Almost a tradition it seems.
Holly's shoes, black stilettos with a 5” heel.

We headed down to breakfast, We sat with Lynn and 2 others.

“Good Morning, Ladies.” It wasn't Mrs Kearman it was Ms. Freman. This morning.

“Good Morning Ms. Freman.” We all answered.

“Mrs. Kearman is as usual preparing for our new girls do in this afternoon. Please greet them as you yourselves where greeted.”

“Yes, Ms. Freman”

“Have a good day, girls.”

“Thank you, Ms. Freman”

We were served Breakfast, Ever single one of us ate like proper young ladies should.
Once finished Holly went off to her classes. While Lynn and I went to ours. I will find that these classes where just to see if the training you received during the procedure took.

Today's classes where about weapons in the morning and after a great lunch, hand to hand. Where due to my size I was tossed around some, but still able to defend myself, when needed.

Classes were out at 4 so we had sometime to study. I arrived to our room first. I curled up on one of the chairs to study.

Holly came in about 10 minutes later. With a huge grin on her face. She sat in the other chair.

“What's with you? I asked. I noticed some whitish stuff on her cheek. I motioned for her to wipe it off. Using her two left fingers she wiped it off and then sexily licked her fingers clean. I realized it was cum.

“This afternoons class was great. We learned to give blow jobs.” She said, sucking her fingers.

“You are kidding?”

“ Nope not at all. Ms Allen showed us how and coached us. While using a dildo. We did so good at that. We where able to suck the real thing. The guy I did had a huge cock and blew a nice load down my throat.” Motioning to her cheek. “That was left overs.” Smiling like the Cheshire cat.

“Where did they get guys to practice on?” I asked intreged.

“They bring them from someplace outside the facility, Don't really know. Maybe they come the same way we do.”

Interesting I thought. I also thought how do all the people who work here get here. Something like I have seen about area 51 on TV. Plane or bus. Maybe its like Star Trek and get beamed here. I giggled at the thought. I may find out when I leave.

Both of us studied until the time when the dinner rush came. We joined with the crowd as normal. Reaching the dinning room, we found a couple places at Lynn's table. We all laughed and giggled as a bunch of teenage girls do. One of the girls at our table, Fawn. Motioned to a new girl. I looked around finding the other three. They did look good but seem tom boyish.

Mrs. Kearman stood up, “Good evening ladies.”

“Good evening, Mrs. Kearman.”

“I would like to introduce the new girls joining us. When I call your name please stand up. Miss Heather Ann West, Miss Elsa Grace Lovell, Miss Karen Marie Armstrong and finally Miss Michelle Patrica Green. Please welcome them.” We all clapped. They all slowly sat down.

Leaning to whisper in Holly's ear. “Was I that scared my first day here.”

“You where worse” Holly quietly said.

Wow, I never realized that. But that is in the past. I used to be a unruly 15 year old boy. Now I am a sweet, innocent, cute 11 year old girl. Thinking would I ever go back to being that hoodlum of a boy. Or does being a sweet little girl seem better. It took me less than a minute to decide I am a sweet little 11 year old girl.

With a big sister as hot as I am. Tonight was Baked chicken, mashed potatoes, corn, a salad of course. Milk was standard fair to drink. As normal the portions where small but filled us. Since I had the procedure, Even the small portions I am given I cannot finish. However I am the youngest and smallest of the group.

Mrs Kearman stood, addressing us. “Thank you all for a great week, however tragic it was in the beginning. We did have one girl have a problem But in light of the passing of one of the girls while in training. I have decided to overlook it. But this once. Tonight no visiting with other girls. Each girl in their own room. You may study or retire for the night. Good Night.”

“Good Night, Mrs Kearman.”

We all headed to our rooms, Lynn walked with me and Holly as her room was farther down than ours was.

“I wonder what happened?” I asked.

“Don't know,” both Lynn and Holly said.

As we walked to our room that seemed to be the topic, What happened.

Most all the girls where wondering. Once we got to our room. Me and Holly studied. I went over the moves I used today in class.

Holly looked like she was going over something also. Maybe it was thinking about that big cock she had in her mouth. It does sound delicious can not wait.

The rest of the week was more of the same, training classes, We even had dance classes. Where we learned some of the classic dances. Even the waltz. We where also taught that you could improvise some and have fun doing it. Like taking a rose from a near by table and have it in your teeth.

We honed our throwing knife skills. I was actually above average in this. I could put 6 knives so close on the target it looked like one big knife. Midday Friday, I went to our room only to find big trunks. At first I thought what the hell. But realized that they where for Holly as she will be leaving soon.

That kinda bummed me out. Maybe they will transfer Lynn in here so we can live like sisters.

A voice came over the intercom.

“Miss. Wilson.” It was Mrs. Kearman's voice.

“Yes Ma'am”

“Would you kindly report to my office. At once.”

“Yes, Ma'am I am on my way.”

I headed out the door and quickly walked to Mrs. Kearman's office. Once there, I knocked twice.

“Please come in, Miss Wilson.” I heard.

I opened the door and stepped inside. “You wanted to see me , Mrs. Kearman”

Then I realized there where other people in her office. Besides her. Mr. Smith was there behind a wheelchair. The person in the wheelchair shocked the hell out of me. It was my girlfriend, Robin. She seemed out of it, sound asleep. Robin had a cut to her forehead, and her left leg was in a cast.

“Robin,” I said. “What are.........”

“Miss Wilson, Miss Reynolds is here do to a previous excursion you had with her.”

“What?” I wonder what was going on.

“Miss Wilson, It seems that you couldn't keep it in your pants. Miss Reynolds is pregnant with your child.”

“What she is pregnant.”putting my hand over my mouth. “Robin, I am so sorry.”

“Miss Wilson, she is knocked out. Her and her parents where involved in an auto accident. Her parents believe she is in a medical induced coma.

“How did you know what happened?” I asked.

“Miss Wilson, we monitor our girls' friends to see if they suspect any foul play. Our informant told us about the accident, and that she is expecting. She is close to the end of her first trimester, as she nor her parents know of her condition. It showed up in the tests she received at the hospital.

“So, what is going to happen to her.”

All of my stories are purely fictional, the some places are real, some are not. The names and personnel used in all my stories, are also fictional. They may be based on people I knew but, Any resemblance to anyone living, dead, or un-dead are purely coincidental.

I write my stories as a fantasy. While based on this world. Things in my story could stretch reality. However I write my stories from my mind. I reserve all rights to my work. Any form of duplication without my permission is forbidden. Please enjoy reading them as I have in writing them.

“What she is pregnant.”putting my hand over my mouth. “Robin, I am so sorry.”

“Miss Wilson, she is knocked out. Her and her parents where involved in an auto accident. Her parents believe she is in a medical induced coma.

“How did you know what happened?” I asked.

“Miss Wilson, we monitor our girls' friends to see if they suspect any foul play. Our informant told us about the accident, and that she is expecting. She is close to the end of her first trimester, as she nor her parents know of her condition. It showed up in the tests she received at the hospital.

“So, what is going to happen to her.”

“Her pregnancy will be terminated. However you will become pregnant”

It took a little bit to finally realize what she said. “Ma'am?” I questioned.

“That is correct. The uterus will be transferred from Miss Reynolds' into you and yourss into her.”

“I will be pregnant?”

“That is correct, Miss Wilson. We will start the procedure immediately.” Mrs.Kearman pressed a button on her desk.

A doctor and a couple of nurses came in. Next thing I know I am on a gurney being wheeled into an operating room. Ivs in both arms. I am set next to Robin who is on the operating table. I am transferred to one also. There are quite a few people running around doing this and that. Other things are hooked up to both me and Robin,

What seems like the surgical staff comes in. Almost everyone else leaves. What I would assume as the head doctor signals someone over my head. Everything slowly fades away.

My subconscious begins to wake. I hear sounds of beeping. A steady beep, beep, must be my heart rate. I started to wake up my eyes fluttered open, Then closed due to the bright lights. I then opened them more slowly. I was in a nice hospital room. All though no TV or window. Were the past 2 months a dream. Am I still a boy. Or am I still Allison Wilson. Now a pregnant 11yr old.

The IV's still in both arms, heart monitor, and blood pressure machine hooked up. An oxygen tube in my nose. Lifting my sheet, Thankfully I was still Allison. I felt my stomach area. I didn't feel any bandages or stitches. Well, just maybe they went up my. But I didn't have any discomfort down there.

A nurse came in, “Morning, Miss Wilson. I see you are finally awake. How do you feel?”

“OK,” I said hoarsely my mouth was dry.

“Here,” She offered me some water. “Now take it slow, your stomach will be empty.”

I took a few sips to help my mouth. I set it back on the tray table.

“Ah, that is better.” I said in my new normal girly voice. “What happened? Last I remember was Mrs. Kearman was telling me they were going to transfer the uterus from my girlfriend to me.”

“Allison, that is exactly what happened. You are now pregnant. The transfer was a complete success.”

“Your kidding me, I don't have any bandages or stitches like I had an operation. Did you go up my” pointing down.

“No,” Another lady said as she came in. Her lab coat said, Dr. Kramer. “We did go through your stomach. You don't have any marks because we used a experiential drug to heal and erase any evidence. It is also part of the training you heal much faster. The Same with Miss Reynolds. There is no evidence she was ever pregnant. However for realism We did rupture your hymen. You are no longer a virgin.”

“God, this is weird.” I said.

“Nothing has changed in your training only put on hold for the time being. All your imprinted knowledge, Is still there. How ever due to your condition. You will be returning home with your sister. Oh, by the way. You are having a girl.”

“Ah, how far along am I?” I asked with concern.

“Miss Wilson, you are a about to start your 2nd trimester. Being your age, you should start showing with in the next two weeks.” Look at my chart, “You should start showing just about time you get home. It will be up to Mrs. Kearman if she notifies your parents or not. She normally does.”

“This has happened before to a girl in the program?”

“Yes, it has. However this is the youngest transplant that has occurred, both the mothers and the baby.” They both left.

I lay there, thinking. 2 months ago. I was an unruly 15yr old trouble maker. Since then I have been transformed into a beautiful 11yr old girl. A specially trained operative with numerous special skills. Now, thanks to my old life as a trouble maker. I am now carrying mine and my girlfriends unborn child. I know being a 100% female I can carry a child and get pregnant. What about the horrors I have heard of disfigured children between close relatives.
I almost started to panic. I don't want to give birth to a deformed child. I looked around for a call button. I didn't find one. I began unhooking myself from all the monitors. Once I pulled off the oxygen monitor, the machine went nuts. Beeping loudly, I could here an alarm outside my room.

The nurse rushed into the room, “Miss. Wilson, What are you doing? You need to stop.”

“Once I get answers I will.” I said determined.

“Stop right now, please. and I will get the doctor to answer your questions.”

“You have two minutes before I tear this place apart. Starting right now.” I said as I leaned back in my bed. The nurse hesitated a moment.

“Time is ticking” I said coldly. She hurried out the door.

Exactly 1 minute 27 seconds later, the Doctor and Mrs. Kearman came in.

“With 33 seconds to spare.” I say.

“What is the problem, why are you threatening to get violent?” Mrs.Kearman asked heatedly.

“I have questions I want answered and answered now.”

“We will answer any questions that you have.”

“Being that I am carrying my own daughter. Is there a chance, the baby can be born disfigured, do to me carrying her.”

“Is that it, Miss Wilson. That is very unlikely unless Miss. Reynolds is a blood relative.”

I shook my head. “As far as I know she isn't.”

“Miss Wilson, The doctor may have told you. This procedure has been completed successfully several times. We have yet to have a 2 headed baby. Doctor, It seems that Miss Wilson can be discharged after she has had a meal and everything looks good in an ultrasound.” Mrs. Kearman said.

“I agree Mrs. Kearman. Miss Wilson I will have the nurse unhook you, I will order you your lunch. I will return in about an hour to do a ultrasound to make sure your daughter is OK.”

“Mrs. Kearman, I am truly sorry for the way that I acted. I was concerned. Maybe the pregnancy hormones are already starting.”

The doctor and Mrs. Kearman left. Again I leaned back. Rubbing my lower belly, I whispered. “Everything will be alright, Sweetheart. Mommy will never let anyone hurt you.

The nurse came in an unhooked all the IV's and monitors. Even the catheter. She had just finished when my lunch was brought in. The food seemed like quite a lot, but then I remembered I was eating for two, now. As she said the Doctor returned an hour and 14 minutes later.

“Miss Wilson, are you ready to see your baby girl.”

“Oh, yes, I am.”

The Doctor set up the machine, pulling down the covers. I unbuttoned my hospital gown. She put the jelly stuff on my belly. As she moved the probe around. I could hear my girls heartbeat. It sounded wonderful.

“Well, Miss Wilson. Their is your daughter. Everything seems perfect.” Says the Dr. As I watched the screen. I saw her move her feet. At the very same time I felt a strange sensation in my belly.

“I felt her move.” I smiled.

“Good, everything is complete.” the Dr. said putting the machine up and wiping the jelly off my belly. “I will have some of your clothes sent, so you can leave.” She left.

I covered up waiting. About 15 minutes later. The nurse brought in my skirt, pair of panties, bra, t-shirt, shoes and socks. She gave me a couple minutes to dress. She then escorted me to the entrance to the medical area.

“Mrs. Kearman told me that your sister has been moved into your room. If you have any problems report to medical immediately.”

“Yes, Ma'am.” I said as I walked towards my room. Back past the park, and dining room, to my room.

Opening the door. First thing I noticed that Holly's bed has changed. It was now a light purple. Being that Lynn has been moved in. However the room was empty. The clock read, 3:30. She must still be in a class. Finding there where a couple baby books on my bed. I sat in one of the over stuffed chairs and read.

At a little past 4, Lynn returned. When she opened the door it seemed that she wasn't expecting me. I cleared my throat.

Dropping her books she ran over to me. “Allison, Were have you been, I was so worried. I was almost thinking that you did something horrible and got eliminated from the program.”

“Nothing that special.” I said as I hugged her back.

“So, Sister. Were have you been? Out with a boy I bet.”

“Not too far off. I was getting pregnant.” I told her.

“Are you going to tell me or not?” Lynn quizzed.

“Really, I am pregnant.” I said rubbing my belly. “Let me tell you.”

Lynn sat down as I told her everything. Robin, the whole nine yards even about threatening the wreck the place..

Finishing with, “I know it seems far fetched but that is what happened. You are going to be an Aunt, and it is a girl.”

“Holey, Shit. That is....... Wow.”

“One thing, I will be going home with you. In two weeks.”

All of my stories are purely fictional, the some places are real, some are not. The names and personnel used in all my stories, are also fictional. They may be based on people I knew but, Any resemblance to anyone living, dead, or un-dead are purely coincidental.

I write my stories as a fantasy. While based on this world. Things in my story could stretch reality. However I write my stories from my mind. I reserve all rights to my work. Any form of duplication without my permission is forbidden. Please enjoy reading them as I have in writing them.

“WHAT?”

“Straight from Mrs. Kearman. You will be returning home with your sister.”

“So, Will you have to come back to finish training?” Lynn asked.

“Don't know. That may depend on what happens. I may find out when we leave.”

Well the next two weeks flew by. Everything was normal, morning exercise class, Then breakfast, classes. Most of the same. Cheer practice every other day and both Saturday and Sunday. Just making sure everything was perfect. Which it was. I also had Dr appointments twice a week. I found out when the baby was due, March 17. Of course the word got around. Everyone giving me hugs, asking have I picked out a name.

“Not yet, But I have been thinking of some.” I told the others more than once. However in reality I haven't at all. I am still getting used to being pregnant. The morning sickness, the mood swings, and the cravings. Mrs. Kearman told me that if I want anything special to eat just contact the kitchen and it will be sent. For he last week, I was given all my clothes. Including ultra short skirts, transparent blouses, Sexy heels. We had our choice to wear whatever We wanted for the final week.

Actually both me and Lynn dress fairly nice, not slutty as we could. Maybe it was being pregnant got me to do it. That fact may have influenced Lynn too. We both know that we may have to dress any were from a slut to a princess, to an innocent school girl. Depending on what our current mission is. I will not be going on any missions for almost a year. However I will be able to attend the Cheer team events. Participate until told otherwise. After the baby I can rejoin the active team.

The final day we were at the compound, a large trunk and a couple suit cases where delivered to our room for each of us. While the trunks looked like a standard trunk it was far from it. Inside contained several weapons from hand guns, rifles, and communication equipment. Each one custom made for us. We were able to put some clothes in the trunk but most went into the suit cases.

Once we finished packing. We joined the crowd heading to the dining hall. It was our last meal at the complex. Me and Lynn sat together. As normal the phase 5 girls leaving was kind of a big deal and the noise level showed it. However, as soon as Mrs. Kearman stood up. You could have heard a pin drop.

“Good Evening, Ladies.”

“Good Evening, Mrs. Kearman.” We all said.

“Well, Tonight we say good bye to our graduates. Miss. Lynn McKendra Wilson. Lynn stood up. Miss. Carman Renee Silversmith, Miss. Lyndsy Jean Carver, and Miss. Sarah Carla McIntosh. Again each girl stood when her name was called. We are also saying good bye to our little mother to be. Miss Allison Meagan Wilson. I stood up. We all got a round of applause.

“We wish our graduates and the mother to be. All the best, in all their missions. Please enjoy your dinner.”

We all sat down and began eating. We all ate like proper ladies should. I ate more than I normally did, I am eating for two, now. Once finished we headed to our room. Only to find our trunks and suit cases gone. Even our beds have been stripped down. Only thing that was still there were our purses, on each of our beds.

“Well, Looks like we aren't sleeping here tonight.” Lynn said.

“Yeah, I wonder what is going on.” I answered.

A knock came on our door, I opened it. It was Mr. Smith.

“Yes, Mr. Smith?” I asked.

“Ladies if you are ready to leave. Would you please follow me.” We each grabbed our purse. The other graduates were with Mr. Smith. The others like ourselves were dressed respectable. Nice skirt, blouse, slight heels. Just 5 respectable girls. I knew the opposite each one of us was a highly train covert operatives.

Like me and Lynn, I bet each of the other three. Have at least one weapon on themselves. Both me and my sister have a pistol in our purse, and knife in a thigh holster. He lead us back to the hanger were a different plane was. It was much bigger than the one that brought us here. We climbed aboard. I heard a lot of talking behind us. We were in the first class portion. I was able to see through the curtain separating the sections. I recognized some of the people, they worked at the facility. So this is how they come and go.

I carefully put on my seat belt as to have it low on my hips below the baby. I leaned back and closed my eyes. It was no big deal thanks to the training. I could relax anywhere. Lynn was doing the same thing.

We came into a small airfield were the people from the facility got off. We took off again. We flew for about 4 hours. We landed again.

“We are at willow run airport in Ypsilanti, MI. Your parents will be waiting for you at the gate. Your trunks and suitcases were delivered to your homes.” The stewardess said.

I started getting anxious to see mom and dad. It was about midnight when we landed. Thankfully I was still able to move around alright. I know things may change in a few months. We each got up and filed off the plane. Being Willow run is a small airport it has no jet ways. So, down the stairs to the tarmac. One of the ground crew showed us what door to go in. The two of us, or would that be three. Followed the other girls in the door down a short hall. Out another door, to the waiting/pick up area.

I spotted Mom and Dad before they saw me. Well duh, the last time they saw me I was an unruly hoodlum of a boy. Now I am a sweet refined young lady. As soon as they saw us Mom started waving. Lynn however stopped

“What is wrong?” I quietly asked her.

“I'm nervous.”Lynn answered."Do you see them?"

“Yeah, the ones with the sign” I said. Mom was holding a small Welcome home, Girls Sign. “I do think we are the only sisters getting off a plane.”

Mom must have noticed me and Lynn looking at them. She began calling. “Lynn, Allison over here.” She elbowed dad and he began waving too. Both with big smiles on their faces.

I ran as best I could in heels, dragging Lynn with me.

“Hi, Mommy, daddy.” I said in my sweet young lady voice. Giving her a hug, Lynn, also said, Hi, Daddy.” And hugged Dad. Then we switched I gave dad a hug and Lynn mom.

“Hi, girls.” Dad said. “You look better in person than in the photos” With that Mom elbowed dad again.

“It's OK, Mom it is only others from the program here anyways.” I told mom.

“OK, So like your father said, finally seeing my daughters.”

“Welcome home, girls.” Mom finally said. “We missed you.”

We 4 started walking towards the parking area. “Any luggage?” Dad asked.

“Don't think so. Everything should have been sent to the house.” Lynn answered.

“Speaking of home, how is it?” I asked.

“big, and beautiful. The carpenters finished both your rooms yesterday.” Mom said.

“Our rooms?” Lynn asked.

“part of the program. Special cabinets for storage where built in your rooms.” Dad said.

Realizing what he meant, Storage for our arsenal. We walked out into the parking lot.

Instead of our mini van, we walked up to an new Lincoln Continental.

“What happened to the van,” I asked.

“We have been given this to go with our new life.” Mom said. “A new pickup for your dad too.” Dad just smiled. “A car seat should fit both as well.”

That was right, we will need to get a car seat for my girl. Along with all the other baby stuff.

“So, are you girls hungry?” Dad asked as we got into the car.

“I am. It was a long flight.” I answered.

“So am I” Lynn also answered, her voice sounding a little nervous.

Turning to her, “We are a family now. The four of us. Nothing to worry about.”

“Allison, don't you mean 5?” Mom asked.

“OK, Mom. Four for now.”

On the way home we stopped at a Denny's to eat. We finally got to our new home at about 2:30 in the morning. All of us were tired, but both Lynn and I were excited to see our new house. We both found our rooms, it was easy, as there was an 'A' on my door and a 'L' on Lynn's. There was a room for the baby, that has a piece of paper taped to it. With a pink Question mark on it.

Just before I want to bed, I asked Mom about the question mark. “ Only thing that was told to us that we will have a granddaughter. You haven't picked out a name yet. So a pink question mark.”

“ Funny, Mom.”

Our trunks and suitcases where delivered and in our rooms. So we had all our clothes. I put away some of my clothes until I found my purple cheer sleep shorts and tank. Changing I headed to bed. I checked on Lynn. She seemed to do the same, but she was already fast asleep. Returning to my room, I crawled into bed. I was asleep with in minutes.

I awoke at 10:30, to a beautiful sunny day. After using the potty, and my morning vomit. I headed downstairs, I kinda skipped down the stairs. I was glad to be home. Starting my new life. Everything seemed bigger in the day light.

“Good morning, Sleepy head. Want some breakfast?” Mom asked.

“Sure, Where is Lynn?” I asked.

“Your sister is still in bed. You want to go wake her so she can eat too.”

Heading back upstairs. “So, I am not the only sleepy head.”

Mom just laughed.

Shaking my head, I went to Lynn's room. I heard sobbing coming from her room. I knocked. “Hey, Sis. It is me. Can I come in.”

“yeah” I barely heard.

I went in, She was sitting on her bed, crying. Sitting next to her, I put my arm around her. “What's the matter?” I asked.

“This is so overwhelming. New parents, new home, sister, new life. Even with all our training. It is hard processing it.” Lynn sobbed.

“I am the same way?” I said.

“How so?”

“Look at me, I used to be 15 yr old boy. Now I am a pregnant 11 yr old girl. In a strange home, and city. Only thing that is not changed is Mom and Dad.”

All of my stories are purely fictional, the some places are real, some are not. The names and personnel used in all my stories, are also fictional. They may be based on people I knew but, Any resemblance to anyone living, dead, or un-dead are purely coincidental.

I write my stories as a fantasy. While based on this world. Things in my story could stretch reality. However I write my stories from my mind. I reserve all rights to my work. Any form of duplication without my permission is forbidden. Please enjoy reading them as I have in writing them.

“I wish my Mom and Dad were still alive. Dumb truck driver ran them off the road.”

“I know it is hard, but Mom and Dad will help. With the program, you would still be in a new town, new house, too. Just like me.”

“Well at least I kept it in my pants and am not pregnant too.”

“OH, Shut up. Come on, Mom is getting breakfast for us.”

Running down stairs, and into the kitchen.

“Morning, Girls.”says mom.

“Good Morning, Mom.” We both said.

“Waffles sound good?”

“Sounds great,” Lynn says.

“Yes, it sure does.” I say.

Lynn had two and I had three. I could have ate one maybe two more but I didn't want to be uncomfortable. Plus somebody would probably get upset.

Finishing, Lynn asks. “Without exercise class in the morning. What should we do?”

“You could go running?” Mom suggested.

“OK, sounds like fun.”

“Allison, are you sure you should in your condition?”

“Dr. told me at my last check up I could exercise until it becomes painful, or a little someone becomes upset at it. I don't want to get to out of shape.” I said as I rubbed my belly.

“Well, lets get changed and go. We could learn the neighborhood. Remember always beware of your surroundings.” Lynn said as she headed back up stairs. I followed right behind her. I was changed in a flash and was waiting at the front door. I had put on a bright pink short yoga shorts, a darker pink tank top, my sports bra, and cotton panties.

“How'd you get changed so fast. I had to dig for my exercise clothes.”

Smiling, “I found mine last night before I found my Pjs.” I said stretching.

“Cheater.” Lynn said sticking her tongue out at me. As she stretched out too.

Mom watched us stretch. “How did you get so flexible?”

“Training.”

Mom nodded.

Finishing, I asked. “ready?”

“lets go.” Lynn says.

Out the door, down the porch stairs, and out to the sidewalk. We did a circle to the east. Making mental notes of everything. We got a few friendly waves, and more then a few stares. One boy that was playing basketball ran into the back post watching us. Don't know why that was. Maybe we attracted their attention. We did pass a couple girls too. They took notice of us as we ran by. They gave us the kind of the sizing us up type of look.

It was about 2 miles when we finally returned home. We cooled down by slowing down to a walk, and going up to the corner and back. Once back we sat on the porch steps. We observed our neighbors. On the south side of the house, the neighbor had a large house, two car attached garage. With a huge barn in the back. They have two dogs I heard earlier. They had a privacy fence around there back yard. Plus a evergreen seemed to block the view from our upstairs. The neighborhood all had big back yards. Some had a pool, I was able to smell the pool chemicals, as we ran by.

“How was the run, girls.” Mom said as she came out with her coffee cup in hand.

“Good, Nice to be able to exercise outdoors instead of a cave.” Lynn said.

“Allison, Is somebody doing alright?”

“Not a peep from her. Maybe she likes it.”

“Yeah, we will need to get you two one of those jogging strollers.” Lynn teased.

“Yeah, That is a good idea.” Mom added. I just sighed and shook my head.

“Mom, have you and Dad met any of the neighbors yet?” I asked.

“Yes, we have. Across the street in the green house is the Swanson's. Nice couple with a 6 year old girl. Next to them is the Hartts, Older couple with two grown children. The Reid's are next door here. Friendly family, She is a Dr. He works for Boeing. They have 8 girls.”

“8 girls, wow.” I said.

“They are 25, 24, and 11 years old.”

“Ah, Ma.” Lynn commented. “That only is three. What about the other 5.”

“Well, their oldest are quadruplets and the 24 year olds are triplets. Both identical.”

“That is going to be a trip seeing them together.” I said. “How would you tell them apart?”

“I heard that parents know who is who even with identical siblings. Mothers instinct or something like that.” Mom added.

Of course Lynn had to add. “Well you should be getting that mothers instinct soon.”

“Funny real funny.” I retorted.

“Both of you need to meet, Paige. She is the 11 year old. She is such a sweetie.”

“I'm sure we will.”

“Well, you two get ready we need to get you both registered for school. We received your new school records from the program yesterday.”

“OK, Mom” Both of us said as we ran into the house and to our rooms. Lynn just beat me to the shower.

“I get it first tomorrow.” I yelled as I pounded on the door. All I heard was laughing from the bathroom as the shower started. I laid on my bed as I waited. It seemed like I waited forever. Until I heard Lynn leave the bathroom.

“About darn time.” I said. She stuck her tongue out at me as she went past my room. I started my shower. Wetting down my hair and body. I lathered up a scrunchy with some sweet body wash. Starting at my toes I did each leg, my butt, my arms, then when I got to my stomach. It felt strange.

I felt it with my other hand. It was firm. My daughter was growing in me. I was over joyed. This put me in a great mood. I finished washing then did my hair.

Stepping out of the shower. I patted myself dry. I had to do it. I stood in profile, looking in the mirror. Yep, I was starting to show. Even if it was in my mind.

Wrapping both my hair and body in a towel. I returned to my room to get dressed. My clothes were still in my suitcases. So, the digging began. I found my bras first. It went on, maybe a little tight. Are my boobs getting bigger.

Then it hit me, Duh. Yeah. Dummy, I remembered that woman's breasts get larger when pregnant. They fill with milk for the baby.

I kept up my digging. I found a pretty green lacy thong. Slipping it on. Might as well, wear it while I can. Soon, I will have to wait a few months till I can wear one again.

Of course, I came across my reveling clothes. Not something I will be wearing around here. Especially to school.

Throwing my other suit case on my bed. It had my good girl clothes in it. I picked out a pretty orange skirt,with a white v neck shirt. It was fairly loose fitting. I don't think I am showing that much. But it is comfy. Ankle shocks and my Mary Jane's. Grabbing my purse. I bounced down the stairs. “

I walked into the kitchen where Lynn and Mom were having coffee. With a big grin on my face.

“What's got you all smiley about?” Lynn asked.

“Well,” I answered. Turning sideways and lifting up my shirt. My stomach was still flat.

“You should start to show in a couple weeks. Maybe sooner being you are only 11.”

“Well I am going to be an Aunt.” Lynn commented.

“Well girls are we ready to get you two registered for school.”

Me and Lynn followed mom out to the car. We backed out and headed off to William C Even's elementary school.

We walked to the office.

“Good Morning, How may I help you?” The lady at the counter greeted us.

“I am here to get my daughter registered.”

“OK,” She pulled out some paper work. Looking at me. “And who might you be?”

“My name is Allison Meagan Wilson.” I told her.

Mom, gave the lady all my information. Name, address, phone number, all the important stuff.

“Oh, and here are her school records. Both of them went to a private school when we lived in Battle Creek.” Mom handed the lady an envelope.

“Thank you.” let me get some preliminary stuff in the computer and then we can let you know which teacher you have. She sat down at her desk. Typing a mile and minute. She finished. Then looked at my records. She scanned them.

“Well, Allison. Looks like you are quite the athlete. On the All American Cheer-leading team.”

“We both are.” Lynn boasted. Both our heads held high with our performance smiles on.

Mom started, “They are both quite talented in cheerleading. Each very dedicated to the team.”

“That is great to have a young person dedicated to something now a days. Is Allison going to be missing any school with being on the team?”

“Lynn, may. But Allison will but not for the team. She has been placed on hold from the team. ”

“OH, May I ask why?”

“OK, Allison, tell the lady why.” Mom told me.

“I'm going to have a baby” I said in shame barely a whisper.

“I'm sorry.” The secretary asked, “Could you please speak up I couldn't hear you.”

I looked at mom, She nodded, Then told the lady. “Allison is expecting. She is pregnant, about 12 weeks. It isn't a problem?”

“Well, this is a first here at Evens. Let me talk to the principal.” She went to a side office. Her and another lady talked.

The lady in the office came up to the counter along with the secretary.

“Hello, I am Mrs. Sublindky. The principal here at Evens.

“Hello, Mrs. Sublinsky. I am Jennifer Wilson. And these are my daughters, Lynn and Allison.”

“Very please to meet you all. Mrs. Randall tells me that Allison here is expecting. Am I correct?”

Looking at the floor I nodded.

“Allison Megan Wilson. You look at Mrs. Sublinsky and tell her.” Mom scolded me.

Looking up my eyes tearing up. “Yes, I am going to have a baby.”

“Well this is a first. But everything is as normal. I will inform the staff. I will let you tell whom ever else you want to. If you have any problems with the pregnancy, being bullied, or anything else. Feel free to come directly to me. I will have to tell the district so they can have a nurse here all the time.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Sublinsky.” Mom thanked her.

“Now for your teacher.” The principal looked at the secretary, saying. Mrs. G. the secretary nodded.

“We are going to put you in Mrs.Granjoure's class. Everyone calls her, Mrs. G. I think you will like her. She is in Room 24. End of this hall. On the left.”

“Thank you” I said.

“We will see you on the first day, new students will meet here at the office.” Mrs. Sublinsky mentioned.

“I will be here.” I answered. “Good bye”

All of my stories are purely fictional, the some places are real, some are not. The names and personnel used in all my stories, are also fictional. They may be based on people I knew but, Any resemblance to anyone living, dead, or un-dead are purely coincidental.

I write my stories as a fantasy. While based on this world. Things in my story could stretch reality. However I write my stories from my mind. I reserve all rights to my work. Any form of duplication without my permission is forbidden. Please enjoy reading them as I have in writing them.

Lynn, mom, and I went back out to the car. We then drove over to Ridgemore High school.
Mom parked and we went inside to the office.

“How may I help you, ladies.” The secretary asked.

“I need to enroll my oldest daughter.”

“OK,” The lady grabbed a paper. “name?”

“Lynn McKendra Wilson.” Lynn responded.

Mom gave all the other information, including the private school in Battle Creek. Mom gave the lady Lynn's school records. Like at Evens the lady went to work on the computer. Also looking through the records.

“OH, All American Cheerleading team. You may want to try out for our freshman squad.”

Just then another lady who was in the office. Turned. Coming over to the lady at the computer. She looked at Lynn's records smiling.

“All American Cheer team. Impressive, you need to be an exceptional cheerleader to even be considered for that team.” the lady came over to the counter. “I am Mrs. Masterson. I am head cheer coach here at Ridgemore. I would love to have you try out for one of my teams.”

“Wow, that would be great.” Lynn answered. “When are tryouts?”

“This afternoon at 3 in the big gym. Will you be able to make it. My rules are just like the pros. Every girl needs to qualify for the team each year. No automatically on the team since you where on last years team.”

Lynn turned to Mom. “Mom, can you bring me back up hear at 3 to try out.”

“Yes, honey. I know how much Cheer means to both of you.”

Turning to me, “Oh, you are a cheerleader too.” Mrs. Masterson asked me.

With my big cheer smile. “Yes, I am. I am a flier on the All American Cheer team.”

“Wow, two members of the AACT in one family. You must be proud.”

Of course, Mom had to give a big smile too. “We sure are.”

The secretary came back over. “Lynn you are all registered. Freshman orientation is the Monday before school starts. You will be given your class schedule then.”

“Great, I will be here that Monday. Mrs. Masterson I will be back this afternoon for try outs.”

“I will be expecting you.” Mrs. Masterson called as we left the office.

All the way to the car, Lynn had a huge grin on her face. “Cool, I get to try out for the schools Cheer team.”

“Honey,” mom started. “I don't think you will have any problem with getting on the team. My even make the varsity team.”

“That would be great.” Lynn responded as we got in the car. Mom drove home.

“Can I go to the try outs too.” I asked.

“Don't see any reason you can't.” Mom answered. As she puled into the driveway.

“Sure, Sis.” Lynn looked back at me. “We just may have to show them just how good you have to be to make the All American team.”

“Yeah,” I answered as I had an evil grin.

Getting out. “Lets wear our casual uniform. With the official All American Cheer team wind breaker.” Lynn mentioned.

“Of course.sounds great.”I added. .

“Lets do some practicing to get ready.” Lynn suggested as we walked into the house.

“Do you really think we need to everything is automatic, every move is ingrained up here.” I touched my head.

“Yeah, your right.”

“Girls are you getting hungry? Want some lunch?” Mom asked.

I felt someone moving around. “I think someone is getting hungry.”

“Sure, mom.” Lynn also answered.

Mom made all of us, a nice salad. Mine was a little bigger then the others. As I am eating for two.

After lunch both me and Lynn unpacked. Putting away all our new clothes. Then accessing the hidden compartments. We put our weapons away. I decided to leave one of my sub compact SIG 45. For a carry gun. It fits perfect in the special spot in my purse. It is shielded from metal detectors and X ray equipment.

I of course left out my AACT casual uniform. And my purple satin AACT jacket. It was way cool. On the front was my name and my position, Flier. While on the back as the team logo. The American flag with the name interwoven. I would love to wear my uniform. But being it isn't a formal team thing it is against the rules. I giggled.

I placed my uniform along with my Harley Quinn costume. In my closet both in protective garment bags. Now what to wear this afternoon. I had my All American Cheer team tank top, and both yoga shorts and pants. The shorts had All American cheer on the butt. While the pants just had cheer on the butt with All American Cheer team down the right leg. I decided to check with Lynn to see what she was going to wear.

Knocking on her closed door. Opening when I heard come in.

“Hey, what are planning on wearing. Shorts or pants?”

“I was thinking shorts.” She said.

“I'll wear my pants. I just hope somebody doesn't get to mad at Mommy.”

“Wow, that was the first time you referred to yourself as a mom.”

“Holey crap, you are right. Don't really know why I started. But I must have figured I am going to be a mommy so why not.”

I returned to my room and changed into my casual uniform for the All American Cheer team. My formal one would be my Cheer uniform. Once changed I did my make up and hair. A purple cheer bow in the proper place. This was our casual dress code while at competitions. Worn while sight seeing or anywhere else in public. Our Cheer uniform was for the competition mat only or special practices.

Team rules where when ever you are wearing either the casual or competition uniform you must have your face and hair done properly. You were only aloud to wear the windbreaker alone.

Finishing with my cheer socks and shoes. I met mom in the living room.

“Wow, You are so pretty.” Mom boasted.

“Thanks mom.” I sat on the couch all prim and proper. Until Lynn came down.

She was dressed identical to me except shorts instead of pants I wore. Other than that Lynn was just an older version of me. All hair and make up were the same.

“You are very pretty too. Ready to knock there socks off.” Mom stated.

With our Cheer smiles, we loaded back into moms car heading back to Ridgemore High.

Mom parked and we all went in. We didn't know were the big gym was. Of course, we walked with dignity and pride head held high, each of us in perfect step. So we followed a couple of other girls. Who gave us the look over as they passed us.

I heard one of them comment to the other. “What's with those two. Never heard of the All American Cheer team.”

“Me neither.”

I looked up at Lynn. We both smiled. Lynn whispered in my ear. “They must not be to much into Cheer if they never heard of the All American team.”

I just smiled and nodded. She was right. The All American Cheer Team had the best of the best. Yea, all program girls who were a highly trained covert operative. Along with a gifted athlete. Our missions are to travel to competitions, And hope to be kidnapped. Where we will act as a scared little girl. We would beg and plead to be let go. Once we were taken to our last stop. We would eliminate the captors. Way before anything happened to us, or any others.

We got to the door to the big gym. Just inside were a table where Mrs. Masterson and two other ladies sat. Waiting in line as there were 3 other girls in front of us.

“Please fill out the information sheet.” One of the ladies said. She handed Lynn a clip board. I looked on as Mom and Lynn filled out the paper. It had the standard stuff. Name address, phone, grade. Parents information. Then it asked how long have you been cheering. She put down 7 yrs Cheer experience, 2 yrs on the All American Cheer team. She also put down any position on the team. As both Me and Lynn may have our specialties, but we can do any position.

Once it was our turn, Lynn handed the paper to Mrs. Masterson.

“Glad you decided to try out for one of our teams, Lynn.” She began. “Here is your number.” She was given a sticker with 24 on it.

At 3:05 they closed the doors. “Before we get started, girls. You may take 15 minutes to stretch and loosen up.”

“Come on, Allison. You can loosen up with me.” We both left our jackets with Mom. Lynn grabbed my arm. Pulling me onto the mats. We did our normal stretch and warm up. It doesn't take us long to warm up. I noticed a few girls watching us. We just did our thing.

“Let's do a hand spring run. Kind of show the reason we are on the All American team.” Lynn whispered.

Turning to whisper too. “We'll do a couple runs,then end will a couple tosses.”

“yeah,” She softly nodded.

We slowly looked around to find a clear path for our run. I motioned for Lynn to start. Which she did. Once she landed her first hand spring I started right behind her. We did 5 hand springs finishing with a tuck roll. We didn't stop we went back the other way. We could tell everyone was watching us. We did some freestyle dance moves.each and every move identical with each other.

We followed with a lift into a liberty. Then a couple throws. First I did a double toe touch, my final toss was a leg over. Each time Lynn caught me. Every move flowing into the next, it was precision Cheering. All the time we both had our cheer smiles on.

As we walked back to sit next to Mom. More than a couple of girls were wide eyed. Both of us sat, in our waiting position. Sitting up straight, knees together, and leaned to the left side. Hands folded on our laps. Of course our cheer smiles on as well.

“That was great girls.” Mom said with pride. “you had every ones attention. Including the coaches.”

“Thank you, Mom.” Lynn told her. “It was part of our warm up routine.”

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I write my stories as a fantasy. While based on this world. Things in my story could stretch reality. However I write my stories from my mind. I reserve all rights to my work. Any form of duplication without my permission is forbidden. Please enjoy reading them as I have in writing them.

Mrs Masterson stepped in front of the group. “Go ahead and take a seat girls.”

The rest of the candidates sat on the bleachers around us. We could hear comments on our warm up. Mostly positive, a couple negative ones.

“Thank you all for trying out for the Ridgemore High School Cheerleading teams. I am Mrs. Masterson” She started. “ I am the head coach of the cheerleading program. I am also coach of the Varsity squad. We have 3 teams, the Freshman Squad, the Junior Varsity and the Varsity squads. Each with 10 girls to a squad. Each squad will have a captain and co-captain. She will be in charge of the Squad. Each Squad has there own coaches and assistant coaches. As I said, I am coach of the Varsity squad. To my left is Miss Cooper, she is coach of the freshman squad. While to my right is Mrs. Chapmann she is the coach of the JV squad. Mrs, Chapmann.”

“Good afternoon, girls. Our tryouts today is for every position on the team. I have seen some of the girls who were on one of our squads last year. While you may have made the team last year. You may or may not make a team this year.”

Mrs. Masterson started the tryouts. She split the girls up. She demonstrated a cheer move then started music and had the girls repeat it. While most were able to copy it. Very few did is precisely the exact way. All the while the three coaches wandered with a clip board and observed. Writing down things. Each group took about 45 minutes to evaluate. Having the girls do different moves. Then they opened it up for each girl to do a freestyle. By the time Lynn was done. There were more than one gasp and wow.

Once it was all done. Mrs. Masterson addressed the group. “Thank you all again. Each and everyone of you performed very well. We will discuss things between us. A list of who made which squad will be posted in the display case in front of the office. No names will be listed just the number you were given. Also those who where picked will get a phone call from one of the coaches about practice. Good Luck to all of you.”

With that we left. As we walked out to the car. A couple of girls came up to us.

“Wow, that was fantastic what you two did. I am sure you got in. I'm Molly Simmons this is Carrie Smith. We are freshman this year.”

“Hi, I'm Lynn Wilson this is my sister, Allison.”

“You didn't go to Cooper last year did you?” Carrie asked.

“No we just move here from Battle Creek. I'm a freshman too.” Lynn answered.

“Cool, maybe we will have a class together.”

“Hey, there's my mom. We gotta go.”

“Nice meeting you,” Lynn called as they both ran to a waiting car.

They both waved as they got in.

“Seems like you may have made a couple of friends, Honey” Mom unlocked the car.

“possibly, Mom. We will see.”

“Hey, you never know you might become good friends.”

“Yeah, Mom. You are right.”

We pulled up in our driveway, Daddy's truck was there.”

“Hey Daddy's home from work.” I said.

We found dad in the living room. Relaxing.

“Hi,Daddy.” I called as I walked in.

“Hi, Sweetheart. Where have you three been?”

“Lynn found out about tryouts for the cheer-leading squad at school. So we were there.”

We joined him in the living room. “So, did you make the squad?” He asked.

“Won't know until tomorrow, The head coach will put up the list of who made it.”

“I am sure, with both of you twos Cheer experience you should. So how do you think you did?”

“Great it was just basic beginner moves. We both know by heart.”

Turning to me, “So how do you think you did?”

“I didn't tryout.”

“Why not?”

“Daddy I am only in 6th grade. Lynn is in 9th.”

“Did they say you couldn't or post an age limit.”

“No, but”

“Honey, but nothing. You should have tried out.” Daddy encouraged.

“Daddy, we did do some showing off. We both did some tumbling runs, a couple of lifts and a couple throws. Everybody was speechless.” Lynn added.

“Well looks like you did tryout. You just didn't know it.” Dad snickered.

“geese daddy. Yeah, and in about 2 to 3 months I will be to pregnant to do much of anything.”

“I bet you will be just about as active as you are now.” Mom offered. As she came into the living room. Gave daddy a kiss and sat in her chair.

“Oh, please excuse me. Someone just moved and is pushing on my bladder.” I took off for the bathroom.

“Ah, to be pregnant.” Mom reminisced.

I got to the bathroom just in time. As I used the bathroom, I talked to my girl. You are such a little stinker. Pushing on mommies bladder like that. I felt her move some. Less pressure. For now I thought.

Returning to join everyone else. Lynn was describing the program. I sat next to her. When she described the change. I shuttered a little. That wasn't fun.

Mom and Lynn left to work on dinner. I sat with Daddy. We watched the early news. I noticed some pictures on the mantle. We had a fireplace. The pictures showed the old me. Ones of each of us. Then the three of us. Some at different ages. On the wall was a group photo of the current All American Cheer team.

“Daddy, how do you have pictures of us younger. Me and Lynn were never young girls. What about the one with the old me, the new me and Lynn. We never were young together.”

“Well, Those were from the program. They photo shopped them. We couldn't just have pictures of CJ when he was young and none of you two. Along with no picture of the three of you together. Or a picture of all of us together as one big happy family.” Daddy motioned to a picture I did not see. A family picture With Mom, Dad, the old me, the new me and Lynn. It seemed like it was taken a few years ago. Lynn looked about 12 and I looked about 9.

“That was taken about a year before your brother ran off and got killed.” He told me sadly. “We had to almost force him to the picture with the rest of us. “He got so envious of you two girls. With your making the All American Cheer team. He started being a real snot. Getting into all kinds of trouble, He started not listening to me or your mother. Until he one day just left. 4 days later they found his body at the bottom a a railroad bridge down by Hillsdale.”

Yeah, I was a little shit. I remember mom and dad coming into the police station to pick me up at 3am. I had been picked for curfew violations. I was at the skate park when some old lady called the cops on me and my friends. The others got away. I wound up back in at the police station 3 days later. I was caught getting back at that old lady. I tagged her house, good.

“Daddy, I'm sorry that CJ caused you and mom so much trouble. Me and Lynn had no idea. I remember you getting upset with him, a couple times. I miss my big brother.” I couldn't believe that I said all that. It was like it was a performance, remembering the former me, a boy.

“Yeah, I remember him too.” It was Lynn. “I miss him, also.” She gave daddy a hug. “Oh, and dinner is ready.”

“Thank you, Honey.” Dad and me headed to the dinning room table. It was set real nice.

I wasn't sure which one was mine. So, I just picked a chair. Next to Mom. There was plenty of room on the other side so I figured that I could move down and be able to have the high chair between me and Mom. At least for a little while. I sat like a proper lady, back straight, with my hands folded in my lap. I waited until everyone sat down. Lynn also sat like me.

Once mom and dad sat down, we began to eat. Slow delicate bits. We had some table talk.

All of the sudden I felt a pain in my stomach. Stopping eating I put my hand on my stomach.

“Are you all right, Allison.?” Mom asked.

“Somebody just gave me a good swift kick. I can't tell if she is hungry or upset.” I winced again. “She is not happy.”

“Are you two going to be alright. Do we need to take you to the Dr's.”

“I don't think so. She is just moving around some.” I felt the little angel I was carrying moving some.

“Well, Let us know if we need to.”

“OK, Grandma.”

“Well that is what I am. A grandmother.”

As I started eating again She seemed to get comfortable. For the rest of the meal she didn't make a move.

Rubbing my belly, I smiled.

“Somebody must be content now.” Dad asked.

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I write my stories as a fantasy. While based on this world. Things in my story could stretch reality. However I write my stories from my mind. I reserve all rights to my work. Any form of duplication without my permission is forbidden. Please enjoy reading them as I have in writing them.

Nodding, “I think she was just getting comfortable.”

Mom and Dad smiled too.

Once finished I helped clear the table and put the dishes in the dish washer. The rest of the evening we watched some TV. It felt good to just spend time with my parents. I however made the mistake of trying to lay on my stomach to watch a show. Somebody got really upset at mommy doing that, and she let me know.

She calmed down after I moved back to the couch. “Note to self, While pregnant don't lay on your belly.”

OF course everybody laughed.

I wound up heading to bed about 10:30. I was getting tired. I changed into my PJ shorts and tank, went potty, brushed my teeth. Once in bed it took a few minutes for me to get where both me and the baby were comfortable. Of course somebody likes to press on my bladder so I had to get up to use the bathroom twice.

I got up at about 8:15 to use the bathroom yet again. I decided to say up. The two of us were hungry. Well I started to bounce down the stairs but somebody got upset at me. Once I hit the down stairs. I had to run to the little bathroom to barf. Darn morning sickness. But Mom says it will pass. I did feel better. I joined mom and Lynn in the kitchen.

“Are you OK, Allison.” Mom asked.

“Now I am. Stupid morning sickness.”

“Don't look at me for a sympathetic ear. You are the one who got yourself in that predicament on your own.”

“Don't look at me, either.” Lynn added. “You are the one who couldn't keep it in your pants.”

The whole family knows the true story about how and why I got pregnant. Now I am paying the price for a few minutes of enjoyment.

I poured a bowl of cereal for myself. Pouring the milk and a glass of juice for myself. I sat at the counter and ate.

“Allison, You have a appointment with Dr. Reid. At 11.”

“Why?”

“let me see. You are 11 years old and pregnant. You are needing to be under a doctors care. And third, I am saying so.”

“Yes, Mommy. Who is Dr. Reid. Someone you just picked out of the phone book at random.”

“Yep, threw a dart and it landed on her name. No, She happens to be our next door neighbor. She told me to get in touch with her when you got home. I think she knows a little about girls as they have 8 daughters. And 10 grand kids and 2 more on the way. She has delivered all of her grandkids.”

“that is right you told us about them yesterday.” Lynn mentioned.

I looked at the clock, it was 8:50. “ We have time to have a run before we need to go.”

Again we both changed into our exercise clothes. This time we circled to the left. Memorizing the details. Like yesterday we got some looks, and a few waves. This morning I was able to bet Lynn to the shower.

As I walked into my room. “I'm done.”

What to wear. Now that I am a girl it matters to me what I wear.

I finally selected a nice purple skirt with a light purple tank top. Over white satin like bra and panties. White socks and shoes.

Nothing to tight as someone may get upset with mommy. I waited downstairs for Lynn to finish.

As Lynn finally came down. “ Mom, either on the way there or on the way home can we stop by school so I can see if I made the cheer squad.”

“Yes, Honey we will.”

“Thanks, Mom.”

About 10 we piled into mom's car and headed to the Dr's office. I got stuck sitting in the back again. But then it wasn't too big a deal. It was so comfortable. Mom pulled in and parked.

The three or should I say four of us went in. Me and Lynn sat down. As mom got us checked in.

“May I help you?” The receptionist asked Mom.

“Yes, Allison Wilson to see Dr. Reid.”

“This is Allison's first appointment with Dr. Reid?”

“Yes, We just recently moved from Battle Creek.”

“Here are a couple forms to fill out. Just some medical background, Insurance Information.”

Mom came over and sat next to me. She began filling it out. All the usual stuff. When she came to the place on the bottom, where it asked females, when was your last period, and do you think you are pregnant.

With a giggle she lined out, 'Do you think you are' and wrote over it. I am pregnant.

I just shook my head. Parents.

She returned the forms and gave our insurance card.

As the receptionist looked over the forms. She looked up at us than at the forms then at us again.

“So which one is Allison.?” She asked.

Both mom and Lynn pointed at me. “Yes, Ma'am”

She motioned for me to come up to her counter.

“You are 11?”

“Yes, Ma'am”

“and You are pregnant?”

Looking down, “Yes, Ma'am. I am.”

“How far along are you?”

“just starting my 13th week. I am barely starting to show.”

“Thank you, Allison. You may have a seat. Tawny will be with you shortly.”

“Thank you, Ma'am”

I sat down about 5 minutes later and beautiful blonde came to the door. “Alison” She called.

Lynn waited as me and mom followed the nurse. “I am Tawny, Dr. Reid's nurse.” She lead us to a exam room. After taking my vitals. “Alison please strip down to your underwear. The Dr. will be in shortly.”

I took off my clothes and neatly folded them and put them on the chair. I just left on my panties, bra and socks.

“My baby is going to have a baby belly.” Mom teased.

“Gee thanks, Mom.”

“Yes, I want to be a grandma. Not this soon, and from my youngest daughter no less. Remember I will always love you and this little one here.” She rubbed my belly.

“Have you decided on a name yet.”

“I have been thinking of some. Bethany Marie, Juliet Christina, Emilia Lauran.”

“Those are cute, Emilia can be called Emily for short. Beth for Bethany.”

“Yeah, I'll remember that.”

There was a soft knock on the door. Then a pretty lady came in.

“Good Morning, Jennifer.” She addressed my mom.

“Hello, Amber. This is my youngest daughter Allison.”

“Please to finally meet you,Allison. Where is your sister?”

“She is waiting in the reception area.”

Dr, Reid began her examination. Beginning at my feet, She checked everything. Once she finished with me she began feeling my belly. Then she listened. “Have you heard the heartbeat yet.”

I shook my head. Dr. Reid pulled out what looked like a small walk man thing. She plugged in a cord. Placing it next to me. She held the other end with her stethoscope. The box made some noises as she moved it around. Until we heard a wah wah type sound.

“There it is.”

“She is.” I corrected her.

“Oh, that is right your mom said it was going to be a girl.”

“I remember that sound when I was carrying you.” Mom added.

“Go ahead an lay back. Let's see this little one.”

I laid back as Dr. Reid got the ultrasound machine ready.

Me and Mom watched as Dr. Reid looked at my little girl.

I looked closer at the screen. “Is she sucking her thumb?”

“She sure is.”

Me and Mom giggled.

Then of course mom had too. “ Like mother like daughter.”

“What,?” I asked.

“You used to do that too. We were able to get you to a passifier instead. Then you actually broke yourself of that.”

Placing my hand on a clean spot, I said. “Am I going to have to do that with you?”

Then right on the screen, she kicked me with her left foot. “Owe”

“Serves you right picking on my granddaughter.” mom giggled.

“Is she very active?”

“She can be, luckily not too much at night.” I shared. “She pretty much lets me sleep. Unless she wants to lay on my bladder.”

“Ah, to be going every 10 minutes it seems.” The Dr. commented.

“Yeah, this one,” Mom placed her hand on my head. “Liked to stretch. Using my bladder as an anchor. Your brother was the same. Lynn not so much.”

Dr. Reid did some measurements on the machine. “She looks to be at the right stage of growth. When where you told the due date was?”

“March 14th,”

“Yeah, she is right on track.”

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I write my stories as a fantasy. While based on this world. Things in my story could stretch reality. However I write my stories from my mind. I reserve all rights to my work. Any form of duplication without my permission is forbidden. Please enjoy reading them as I have in writing them.

I just smiled. I was so happy. To actually be a girl. Having a baby. I'd rather it be when I was older. But I can have more.

“Well, Allison, Everything is fine with your pregnancy. No problems, I have seen as of now. Lets see you back in 2 months, for another check up.”

Well, I am doing good. I thought.

“I want to have you take some prenatal vitamins. To keep both of you healthy. I will have Tawny bring that in.”

“Thank you, Dr. Reid.” I said.

“Thanks, Amber. You need to tell Paige to come over and meet our girls.”

“I will tell her when I get home tonight. Jennifer.”

“I will see you in 2 months, young Lady. If not sooner around home.”

She left. I started getting dressed. We headed out when I finished. As we passed, Tawny gave us the prescription.

We checked out making my next appointment, and one for Lynn. Her school physical.

I walked out to Lynn, as mom did her thing at the receptionist.

“How'd it go?” Lynn inquired.

“fine, everything peachy.”

“Where did you hear the word peachy?”

“Some old movie I saw.”

“How's my niece?”

“good she is cooking right along.”

“You say that like she is a pot roast.”

“We know better,” I rubbed my belly.

“Ready, Girls.”

We got in moms car and headed to the high school.

Mom parked, I think I was as excited as Lynn was to find out if she made the team. I joined her. We both went in the school. Right were Mrs. Masterson said was 3 sheets of paper. Freshman on the bottom, then JV with the Varsity team on top.

We scanned the freshman list. No number 42.

“I didn't make it.” Lynn sounded dejected. We have the all American team.”

“let's check the other lists for giggles.” I mentioned.

“I don't think I would make the JV or Varsity squad.”

We both scanned over the JV list, No number 42. either. We then scanned the Varsity team.

Third down was number 42. It had a star next to it. There was 2 stared names on each list. Lynn's number also had a +1 next to it. No other number on the list had a plus one.

A note next to the lists said your coach will contact those who made it with information. Shortly.

“Well I guess we'll find out soon enough.” Lynn commented.

Then Lynn went nuts, “I made the team.” she hollered. “Yes”

We headed back out to the car. I think the grin on Lynn's face told Mom the news.

As we got in, “I take it you made the team?” Mom asked.

“Sure, did. I made the Varsity cheer team.”

“Wow, The varsity team no less. Good job honey.” As we headed home.

“There was something weird though. Next to my name there was a star and a plus 1 listed. 2 number from each squad have 2 numbers stared. Mine as the only one with a plus one.”

“We should find out soon.”

“I hope” She answered.

Once home I sat down at the computer and did some reading up on raising a child. I have heard mom say, that there is nothing to teach you how to raise your kid. You just have to wing it.

I wound up looking at baby clothes. Seeing what cute outfits I can get for my daughter. Now they showed matching sets for mother/daughter. I don't think I will ever do that to my little girl.

I logged off and took a seat in the nice bent wood rocker I have for rocking somebody to sleep. “Somebody,” I thought aloud. “yeah, I need to chose a name for you.”

I thought of different names but always came back to liking Emilia Lauran. “Well, Little missy, Your name is Emilia Lauran Wilson.” Not a wiggle or anything out of her. So, I guess that she likes it.

The phone ringing woke me up, I had dozed off in the rocker. After a few minutes. I heard Mom call, Lynn the phone was for her.

I heard Lynn run down the stairs. While I have enhanced hearing. I didn't listen to her call. Using the bathroom, yet again. I came out to Mom calling me.

“Allison, Could you come down please?”

“On my way, Mom.”

I was in a good mood now. I have picked a name for my little girl. Everything is going well with my pregnancy.

Walking into the living room. Mom and Lynn were sitting. “ What's up mom?” I asked.

“We have some news on the cheer front.” Mom said.

I noticed that Lynn was fidgeting trying to keep from exploding with something to say. “What news it that?”

“I'll let your sister tell you.”

“I made the varsity squad.” Lynn blurted out.

Thinking I know that.

“I am also captain with another girl.” Lynn continued. “ All three of the coaches were impressed with our demonstration.”

“That is why we did it. To show them why we are on the All American Cheer team. So, what about the plus 1?”

“Well that is even better. They want you on the varsity team as well.”

“What?” I started. “I can't be on the high school varsity Cheer squad. I'm only in 6th grade.”

“There is no rule against it.” Mom added. “They want you to be a flier. They also teach some others to be one too.”

“Mom, You do know our skills are ingrained in us. It is part of the program.”

“Allison, I do know. But that doesn't mean you cannot teach those skills to others.”

“Yeah, Mom is right.” Lynn added.

“yeah, I guess. Does Mrs. Masterson know of my condition?”

“I didn't think to tell her.” Mom commented. “I will call her back and let her know. She may have you on it until Dr. Reid or someone else says so.”

“That someone else's name is Emilia Lauran. I finally decided.”

“OH, That is great. Honey.” Mom said giving me a hug.

“I like it too.” Lynn gave me a hug too.

Mom grabbed the phone. Looking at the caller ID she called Mrs. Masterson back.

“Mrs. Masterson, This is Jennifer Wilson,”

“Yes, Lynn and Allison's mother.”

“They think it is great, both of them. However, Allison has a slight problem with being on the team.”

“Oh, no. it isn't about her being only in 6th grade. It is something that will resolve itself in about 6 months.”

“Yes, She is about 13 weeks. She is due Mar 14th. Yeah, me and her father and sister are happy. Never thought of that, our beliefs forbid it.”

“We will talk to her Dr. about it. She is still able to participate with the All American team until the team Dr. says so.”

OK, both of them will be there. Talk to you later. Bye bye.”

Mom hung up.

“She is the same as the All American team is until the Dr says so. We will also listen to what Miss Emilia says too.” We were told.

“So, Mom, we will be were?” Lynn asked.

“You have a team meeting tomorrow morning at 11. All three teams will be there then break off to your individual teams for a meeting. It is in the big gym again. Mrs. Masterson wants you two to be there at 10:30. She wants to talk to us before the Captains show up at quarter till.”

“Ok, Mom. We will just get up earlier to get our morning exercise in before we go.” Lynn mentioned, I just nodded.

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“You have a team meeting tomorrow morning at 11. All three teams will be there then break off to your individual teams for a meeting. It is in the big gym again. Mrs. Masterson wants you two to be there at 10:30. She wants to talk to us before the Captains show up at quarter till.”

“Ok, Mom. We will just get up earlier to get our morning exercise in before we go.” Lynn mentioned, I just nodded.

I grabbed a glass of water and watched some TV. I woke up on the couch and had to run to the bathroom. I had fell asleep and somebody was laying on my badder.

Daddy got home from work about 5. we had dinner at 6:30. I helped cook this time. We all ate. Of course I ate a little more than I should have. However I am eating for two.

I payed for it after dinner as Emilia seemed to be laying on my stomach. Compacting it which wasn't a good feeling at all. I wound up heading to bed early. I tried to get little Miss Emilia to let my stomach have some space. She was being a brat and wasn't going to do it for Mommy, I told her just that.

“Emilia Lauran Wilson you are being such a brat laying on mommy's stomach. The way you are.” I spoke to her. To no avail though.

I got changed into my Pjs, brushed my teeth used the bathroom and went to bed. I left my windows open. With a beautiful breeze coming through. Only way I was able to get to sleep was to lay on left side. Thanks to the program I was able to get to sleep quickly.

Miss Emilia got me up three times to pee. Was she getting back at Mom for scolding her earlier. Good thing she wasn't to active most of the night. I asked myself how did I get into this. My mind said, I couldn't keep it in my pants that was why.

“Allison, time to wake up honey.” I heard a voice. Then a shake.

Opening my eyes. Mom was sitting beside me. “time to get up. So that you and Lynn can get your exercise in and eat before the cheer meetings.”

“Uh, OK, mom” I moaned. It was one night that I actually got to sleep. With Miss Emilia moving too much.

I headed to the bathroom for my daily vomit, I have been told that you usually quit after the 1st trimester then brush my teeth, use the potty. I washed the sleep out of my eyes. The programmed regeneration was kicking in. I started to feel more awake. I shuffled towards the stairs, by the time I got to them. I was wide awake ready to go. I skipped down the stairs.

Mom was at the kitchen table drinking her orange juice. “Morning, Mommy.”

“Good Morning, sweetheart. How did you sleep you sounded a little grumpy when I woke you up. Did the little lady let you sleep or keep you up?”

“Emily, let me actually sleep.”

“Well enjoy it while you can. Once somebody comes out. You won't be getting much sleep for a while.”

Pouring myself a bowl of cereal. “Geee, Mom thanks for the reminder.”

Smiling, “Anytime, honey.”

I just rolled my eyes, and shook my head slowly. I could say parents but I am one now.

I finished my first bowl and poured one more. As Lynn came into the kitchen, she was already dressed.

“Good morning Mom, Good morning, Allison.”

“Good morning,” we both answered.

Once my second bowl was finished I put the dishes in the sink. I headed up to my room to get ready for our run.

I stripped out of my Pjs and into clean pair of panties, and sports bra. I slipped on a running skirt. And a tank top. Ankle socks and my Nikes finished it off.

I got back down stairs just as Lynn was finishing. I stretched out some. Lynn joined me.
Once finished. We headed out. We went around the north west block this morning. As normal we just jogged at a leisurely pace. Taking in the area. Operatives like me and Lynn need to know what is happening around us. As normal a few waves, boys staring at us as we went by. The normal. Once back at the house, we cooled down by walking down past the Reid's house and back.

We relaxed on the porch for couple minutes. All of the sudden Lynn jumped up calling. “I get the shower first.” As she ran inside. I was after her in a flash. She ran up the stairs into the bathroom. Laughing as she closed the door.

“Ha, You don't have anything clean to change into after your shower. You will need to go to your room naked.

Opening the door a little bit she shook a towel at me. Saying, “Hah, I got this.”

I was almost able to grab it from her. I heard laughter as she started the shower.

“Mom, we really need two bathrooms with showers in this house.”

“Me and Dad have discussed it. We are looking for contractors now.” mom called up the stairs.

I just went to my room, and waited.

Once my sister finished and left, I took my shower. The warm water felt good.

Once finished I also wrapped myself in a towel. I checked with Lynn.

“What are you going to wear today?” I asked.

“Probably just a tank top and shorts. I was thinking of last years championship tank. Of course Cheer shorts.”

“Sounds like a plan.”

So, that is what I did. I returned to my room, dug out my cheer shorts. Mine were dark purple and had Cheer across the butt. Being I didn't want to exactly copy Lynn. I wore my generic All American Cheerleading team tank. Generic Cheer socks and shoes.

I did some light makeup. Not as much as the AACT required. Just a little eye shadow and lip gloss. I am only 11.

I joined Mom in the living room. We talked. Lynn joined us. At ten we piled back in moms new Lincoln and headed to Ridgemore high school. The three of us walked to the big gym. We waited for about 5 minutes until Mrs. Masterson and Mrs Chapmann, Showed up. We exchanged greetings and followed them inside. Miss Cooper and another lady came in then 2 other ladies that I didn't know showed up as well.

The six ladies talked in a group for a couple minutes. We sat on the bleachers, waiting. I heard one of the new ladies. Exclaim, “both are on the all American team. Fantastic.”

Right at 10:30 they stopped. All six of them came over to us. Pulling up folding chairs all but Mrs. Masterson sat down.

She stood behind her chair and began. “Thank you for coming in early. I introduced Miss Cooper and Mrs. Chapmann yesterday. I want to introduce you to our assistants today.” as she said the names the ladies raised there hands.

“Miss. Gorman is the Varsity assistant coach, Mrs. Harbuckle is the Freshman assistant coach and Mrs. Aromanti is the JV assistant coach.”

“hello,” I greeted them. As did Lynn and Mom.

Then Lynn started, “I am Lynn Wilson, this is my little sister Allison. We just moved here from Battle Creek. Both of us are members of the All American Cheer-leading Team. We have been on the team for 2 years. I have 7 years of Cheer experience. While Allison has 6 years. Both of us eat and breath cheerleading.”

“welcome to Ridgemore High.” Mrs. Masterson started. “ We want to tell you that both of you. You really impressed us yesterday. The talent in your movement and the concentration you showed. Made there mark on us, coaches. That is why we decided to do such an unprecedented move and invite Allison to join the Varsity squad. Never before have we done such a thing as have a sixth grade student on the varsity squad. Equally, this is the first time we have had a freshman on the Varsity squad as well as the captain.”

Lynn, Mom, and me smiled. Mom saying, “my girls spend just about every waking moment thinking of Cheer.”

“I have done some research. Learning about the All American Cheer team. It is a very select group, taking only the best of the best. They normally take only private cheer team members. Rarely any from a school squad. We are honored to have both of you on our team.”

Mrs. Harbuckle whispered something to Mrs. Masterson. Who nodded in agreement.

Mrs. Masterson continued. “Now for one of the important thing. So, Allison you are expecting? Is that right?”

“Yes I am I am having a baby. Her name is Emilia.” I said with confidence.

“So, your team doctor and your regular doctor. Has said it is all right to still perform. As long as the baby doesn't have any problems.”

“That is correct, Dr. Mendelson doesn't foresee any problems with Allison being active, up till her 7th month. Provided that the baby doesn't mind. I want it to be known that if she has or feels any problems she is to stop, immediately and rest.” Mom informed them.

Mrs. Masterson looked at the other coaches, they all nodded in agreement. “Welcome to the squad, Allison and Lynn. Allison, I will contact Mrs Sublinsky about you coming to the high school on game day afternoon. I want you to participate in the preparations for the game events”

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A couple minutes later, a couple girls came in. shortly three more came in. It must be the Captains and Co-captains. I thought. I had seen them all yesterday. A couple of there mothers also came. They sat in the bleachers by the door.

Softly mom nudged me and nodded towards the other moms. We both got up and went to move.

“Allison, we would like you to stay. Mrs. Wilson you may stay as well, if you care to.” Mrs. Cooper asked.

“I'll just join the other mom's.” As mom moved I actually noticed that she had worn her All American Cheer Mom shirt. Cool.

“Captains and Co-Captains please join Lynn and Allison.” Mrs. Aromanti said.

I saw a couple of the girls talk to one another. I bet it was about us. More about me being here. They all smiled and sat by us. Two of the girls sat up towards the top.

“Ah, Maria and Jill please join the rest of us.” Miss. Gorman motioned. With annoyed exhale they moved down.

“What was that?” Mrs. Masterson asked. “If you cannot be troubled to join your other captains. I have a whole list of alternates that I can call.”

“Nothing, Coach” One said.

“that is what I thought.” Mrs. Masterson began. “Welcome to you all. You each showed that you have the talent to be a Ridgemore Rangerette. Most of you were on one of the teams last year. You also showed that you have the drive and compassion to be a Captain or Co-Captain. Mrs. Cooper would you announce who is the captain and Co-Captains.”

While I was surrounded by high school girls. And the smallest by far. I had no problem with sitting there. Next to Lynn, both in our Cheer waiting position. It was automatic. We knew that we could take out the whole room with our bare hands. Even the adults.

Mrs. Cooper stood with a clip board. “ starting with my squad. Freshman Captain is Molly Simmons, Co is Maria Kennedy.” Each girl stood for a moment. “Mrs. Chapmann's captain is Marie Gonzolis and her Co-Captain is Jill Sanderson.” Again they stood for a moment, these were the girls that had to move down. “The Varsity Captian is Lynn Wilson and Co-Captain is Shelby Snyder.”

“Yes, Jill.” Mrs. Masterson noticed a hand up.

“Mrs. Masterson, Can I ask who is in which grade.”

“That is a far question.” She answered. “you may start.”

“I'm a senior.” She said.

Marie next to her. “Junior” It continued down. Until It got to the girl next to me. Who answered. “Senior”

Mrs. Masterson smiled at me and nodded.

“I am in 6th grade.” I said confidently.

Also with confidence. Lynn answered, “Freshman”

The group erupted in whispers. It heard either what is a freshman doing as Captain of the Varsity to what is she doing here. A couple of girls said. Maybe I'm a mascot.

“Quiet down. Girls.” Mrs. Cooper raised her voice. The noise stopped immediately.

Mrs. Masterson walked up to the front of the group. “While I do not make it a habit explaining mine and the other coaches choices. I will this time.”

She motioned to me and Lynn to join her. We stood next to her in our standing waiting position. How we stand waiting to go on the mats. It is almost a parade rest for the military. Feet shoulder width apart, hands on our hips, our thumbs on the waist band of our costume. Of Course, Our cheer smiles on.

“OK, I would like you to meet, Lynn and Allison Wilson. Lynn is the Captain of the Varsity team. While Allison is a member of the varsity team. Each of these girls have more cheer experience than anyone of you. They are members of the All American Cheer team.

I heard some talk among the other girls. Some what the hell is the All American cheer team to wow, All American. You gotta be real good to be on that team.

Mrs. Masterson whispered to Lynn. “Do a back handspring when I give the signal.” Then she continued to address the other Captains. “Ladies, the All American Cheerleading team is comprised of 'THE' Best of the best cheerleaders from across our great country. They go all over the world competing, and giving cheer demonstrations. They have even did a good will tour for the military. You have to live, eat, breath cheer to become a member. Quite a few of the NFL cheerleaders have been members. Almost all of the NFL head cheer coaches are a former member of the All American cheer team.” She signaled Lynn.

Lynn proceeded to do 2 back handsprings finishing with a backwards walk over. Once finished she returned beside Mrs. Masterson at the standing waiting position. Never once losing the cheer smile.

Almost all the other girls and the Assistant coaches gasp. I heard Jill whisper to Maria. 'Show off.'

Obviously, Mrs Chapmann heard them. “Mrs. Masterson, I do believe that Jill has something to add?”

Mrs. Masterson looked up at Jill. “Miss Sanderson do you have something to add?”

Turning beet red, “Not a thing coach”

“Then maybe Maria does?”

“Nope,I sure don't Coach” She said.

“That is what I thought.”Mrs. Masterson's tone changed. It sounded a little upset. “I will tell all of you, as well as the rest of the cheer teams. If anyone has any problems with mine or any of the coaches decisions. My door is always open please bring your grievance to me or any of the others. Now to close this meeting. You all know what I expect from the student leaders of our teams. You have about ten minutes before the next meeting starts.”

Turning to us, “ thank you both. You can take a seat. I may have you join me at the next meeting.”

We nodded, I went to sit down, but someone else was telling I had to go. “I'll be right back.” I had spotted the bathrooms on the way here yesterday. SO I headed there.

I made it, with a few seconds to spare. There were 4 girls at the sinks checking their selves. All but one stall was occupied. I slipped in, locked the door. I was able to sit just in time.

I over heard some of the girls talking. My enhanced hearing helped. 'Wasn't that the girl who was tossed yesterday.' One said.

Another voice started, 'Yeah, I think it was. Wonder what she's doing here.'

'Probably had to come, the girl tossing her. Maybe she has to babysitter her.'

As I was finishing up, I heard the door open. One of the voices say. “Hey, Jill. You make the Varsity Captain spot?”

In a very hostile voice, “Hell, No. I am Co-captain of the JV squad. I should have the Varsity captain spot but Masterson put some newbie freshman in my spot.”

“Oh, What's her name?” One asked.

In a still hostile tone, “Lynn something. She's supposed to be some hotshot cheerleader. She is on some All American team. Masterson even put her little sister on the varsity team she's a sixth grader.”

One of the girls, spoke cautiously. “Where these the two that showed off at tryouts?”

“Yeah, them.”

I have finished my business. I flushed and left the stall. Just as one of the girls was like. “Ah” and she pointed to the stalls.

I didn't say a word, I just went up to the sink. Washed my hands. Checked my makeup and hair. I left saying “Hi, Jill” to her. With my cheer smile on.

I then poked my head back into the bathroom. “You may want to hurry up. It is starting soon.”

I heard a UHHHHH. Then a foot stomp. Must have been Jill. I loved it.

Once I got back to the stands, Sitting next to Lynn. She was talking with a couple other girls behind me.

Just as the clock on the wall was about to change, Jill and the other two came running in.

“Miss. Sanderson, Miss. Black, and Miss. Anders. Nice that you decided to join us.”

“Sorry, coach.” All three said. As they got to there seats.

“Miss. Anders, would you mind telling the rest of the teams, what we say about being on time.”

“Yes, Coach. Early is on time, on time is late.”

“That is correct, I want everyone to learn that. That is the way we do it here. In the Rangerettes.”

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“That is correct, I want everyone to learn that. That is the way we do it here. In the Rangerettes.”

“Yes, coach.” everyone said.

“Now that that is out of the way. On behalf of the Rangerette coaching staff. I want to welcome you all to this years, Cheer season.” Mrs. Masterson began. “As most of you may know, I am Mrs. Masterson, the head cheer coach and coach of the varsity squad. Miss. Gorman is the Varsity assistant coach. Mrs. Chapmann is the JV Coach and Mrs. Aromanti is her assistant. Finally, Mrs. Cooper is the Freshman coach and Mrs. Harbuckle is her assistant.”

Mrs. Cooper stood and continued. “Now for the student leaders, as I announce your names please step forward. Starting with the freshman, Captain is Christine Hardison, Co-captain is Maria Kennedy. Moving on to the Junior Varsity, Captain is Marie Gonzolus and Co-captain is Jill Sanderson.” The first 4 were standing to Mrs. Coopers right. “Finally the Varsity captain is Lynn Wilson.” Lynn stood and walked up to stand to the left of Mrs. Cooper. “And the Co-captain for the Varsity squad, is Shelby Snyder.” There was applause from the rest of the teams.

I noticed that Mrs. Masterson nodded to Mrs. Cooper. Who then stood. Addressing the teams.

“So to squash some of the talk going around. I want to announce that the captain of the varsity cheer squad, Lynn Wilson is a freshman this year.” Talk erupted in the group of girls.

“OK, quiet down.” Mrs. Cooper exclaimed. The volume died slightly but however went back up, again.

“RANGERETTES!!!” It was Mrs. Masterson who hollered.

The crowd of girls became quite within seconds. Those who didn't know that when one of the coaches yell Rangerettes every girl needs to shut up and face forward. The new ones must have been told by a seasoned Rangerette. That was the rule I later found out.

“That is better, now Mrs. Cooper can finish.” Mrs. Masterson nodded to Mrs. Cooper.

She continued. “Thank you Mrs. Masterson. As I was saying, yes the captain of the varsity squad is a freshman. I know that traditionally the leader of the varsity squad is a senior. That is actually wrong. We choose the most experienced girl to be captain. Which normally is a senior. As they most likely been a Rangerette. for 3 year. However this year the most experienced Rangerette happens to be Lynn Wilson. Lynn has 7 years of cheer-leading background. 2 years on the elite All American Cheer team. All of you seen the warm up that Lynn and her little sister, Allison did at tryouts.

Both Lynn and Allison are on the All American cheer team. The team is comprised of the best of the best cheerleaders from across this country. Mostly from private cheer studios. About 90% of the NFL cheerleader management, and coaches are former members of the All American Cheer team. We are not only lucky that Lynn decided to attend Ridgemore. The coaching staff of the Rangerettes. Made a unanimous decision. We also invited Lynn's sister to join the team. Which she accepted.” gasps could be heard behind me.

“OK, quiet down or all of you will go to ready position and stay there until all of you are dismissed to run a few laps.” Mrs. Masterson stepped up

You could have heard a pin drop in that gym.

“Thank you again, Mrs. Masterson. I know what you are thinking. How can a 6th grader. I know that everyone had heard that bit of news. How could she join the team. There is no minimum age. Only requirements are that you have to be a student. There is also an academic requirement as well. As you experienced members can attest to. We have looked into both Lynn and Allison's school records. They do more than qualify to be Rangerettes.

“Thank you, Mrs. Cooper. Now we are going to break up into our individual squads. Freshman follow, Mrs. Cooper. JV follow Mrs. Chapmann and Varsity will stay here. One more thing, If anyone has a problem with the decisions that have been made by myself, the cheer coaching staff or anybody else. My door is always open feel free to come and voice any grievance you have.

You may go with your individual coaches. Thank you.”

I joined Lynn up with the coaches. While the freshman and JV coaches went to were they we going to have there meetings. There squads followed them. Now it was just the 15of us. The bakers dozen cheerleaders and the two coaches.

Looking at my teammates, it seemed like most of them where seniors. Of course, Lynn was a freshman and I was just 6th grader. Once the other were gone. Miss Gorman motioned for the girls to sit in the first two rows. 6 girls in each. Me and Lynn sat in the first row, so actually 7 in the first row. Lynn sat next to her co-captain, Shelby. Both me and Lynn sat in the ready position.

“OK, girls. You all demonstrated that you have the experience and what it takes to be on the Varsity Cheer squad. The top Rangerettes. Now lets get started. Now I want to make sure there is no animosity against who we picked for the Captain. I will ask that each one of you, tells us the truth about your feelings. I want the honest truth from each of you.

Lets start with our Co-captain, Shelby. What are your thoughts? Now be honest.”

Shelby was a petite blonde, about 5'5. She started, “Coach Masterson and Coach Gorman. I think your choice for Captain was the best for the team. I am sure Lynn will bring quite a bit of enthusiastic touch that we need to be top in our division.

“Thank you, Shelby. Cassidy your thoughts?”

Cassidy was a tall thin redhead, a sprinkle of freckles across her nose. Hazel eyes. “Well Coach I am sure that Lynn may have the knowledge and experience. But does she have the maturity to be the top Rangerette. As the Captain of the Varsity Rangerette's is the top of the heap at Ridgemore.”

“Thank you, Cassidy.” Mrs. Masterson started. “I do realize that Lynn is going to be the top of the heap. She has to go to all the functions, dances, proms, everything. Remember I was once Captain of the Varsity Rangerettes. I know the demands of the job. I do think that Lynn will be able to handle it.”

Lynn raised her hand. Mrs. Masterson “Yes, Lynn. You have something to add.”

She stood up. “Yes, Coach I do.” She took a couple of steps then turned to address the Varsity squad. “Let me start by saying thank you to Coach Masterson and Coach Gorman for believing in my ability to lead this squad. Now, As my little sister can attest to the All American Cheer team. Isn't just about shaking our butts and doing back flips.”

“We also have to attend quite a few non competition events also. You may have noticed they way that both my sister and I were dressed yesterday. We had worn our what we call our casual uniform. Those of us on the All American team is required to dress a certain way. Even when we are not on the mats. Our hair has to be a certain way, as does our make up. We have to do everything a certain way, the way we sit, stand, walk, and even talk. Neither one of us can just decide to wear the yoga pants my sister wore yesterday, to a normal day of class. That would be an automatic dismissal from the team. If we wear the yoga pants or shorts, we must wear a certain top, along with socks and shoes. Our hair and make up too. The only thing we can wear separate is the pink jacket, Allison wore.”

Looking at the coaches “Excuse my language, coaches.” then back at the team. “Don't for one second think I am a conceded bitch. But It takes a huge commitment to just make it to the selection process for the All American Cheer Team. Let alone be a member for 2 years as both me and Allison have. Don't ever think I don't have what it takes to be captain."

With her cheer smile on she sat back beside me. In the waiting position.

“Well, Thank you. Lynn.” Miss Gorman answered.

Coach Masterson outlined the practice schedule. The second practice is when we are measured for our uniforms, if needed. That everyday there is a game. We are to wear our cheer uniforms. Even if it is a freshman game all cheerleaders must wear the uniform. To show support for the team. That is what the Cheerleaders job is, to support the teams. Promote team spirit to the school.

Mrs. Masterson listed the rules, do's and don't's. We needed to keep our grades at a high C average. Anyone getting less than that in two marking periods. Will be dropped from the team. If you get suspended you will be suspended from the team. The coaches will evaluate why you were suspended. They will decide if you stay on the team or not. Absolutely not initiation, hazing, or the like is permitted. You need to make all practices and games as well as the teams activities.

We were dismissed along with the other two teams. We made our way out. Mom had gone out with some of the other cheer moms. We found them out by the cars. Both me and Lynn were mobbed after the meeting. Each one asking about the AACT, or were we have been. Was the military tour cool.

Molly and Carrie who we met yesterday. Talked to us. They stayed once everything cooled down. Shelby stayed as well.

We talked about the team. Shelby and Lynn exchanged numbers as Shelby was the co-Captain. Lynn wanted her to come over later so the they could work on this years team. SO she gave Shelby our address. They made plans for 3 pm. We all headed home. It was just after one when we got home. Somebody was hungry and let mommy know she was. Mom made hotdogs for lunch. I had two. Hey I'm eating for two now.

Then there was a knock on the door. Since we were eating. Mom answered it.

“Oh, Hi Paige.”

Then a girls voice, “Hi, Mrs. Wilson. Mom said she seen Allison at her office and suggested I come over and visit.”

“Well the girls are just finishing up lunch. You can come in a wait. If you like.”

“Thanks, Mrs. Wilson. That would be great.”

Mom came back into the kitchen, “When you two get finished I want to introduce you to someone.”

“OK,” We both said.

I finished mine first. Going out into the living room. There was a girl about my age. Maybe an inch taller, dirty blonde hair about shoulder length and pretty blue eyes.

“Hi, I'm Allison.” I went up to her and stuck out my hand.

“Hi, I'm Paige. From next door.” She shook my hand.

“Dr. Reid's daughter.”

“Uh, huh.” She smiled. “Sorry, I would have been over sooner but I just had surgery.”

“What kind,”

“girl stuff, yah know.”

“yeah, I know ouch.”

“yeah, that too.” she giggled.

“Hi, I'm Allison's sister, Lynn.” Lynn came in.

“Hi, I'm Paige Reid.”

Me and Paige hit it off great. Lynn stuck around for a while. Then took off. We talked in the living room for a bit then went up to my room. We spent the rest of the day either in my room or outside. We went over Paige's house.

I met her dogs, Smokes was her mom and dads dog and her dog was Tinkerbell. Or Tink. They were Shelties, She says her grandma breeds them. Tink followed us every were. Paige calls her, her shadow, she is almost never without her.

We talked about all kinds of things, Her sisters, all 7 of them, All of them are married. Her sister Kelsey is married to a girl. Brook. They have twin 9 year old daughters. With 2 more on the way. Her sister, Kennedy has 2 kids, Keely has twins too. Marsha and Madison. So does her sister, Keira. Ashley and Amanda. Her only sister that doesn't have any kids is Kalley. That is yet.

“Wow, you do have a big family, Paige.” I started. “Yah wanna know a secret?”

“Sure” She quietly answered.

“I'm gonna have a baby too.”

“I want to too.” She says, “Someday.”

“Well, I'm gonna have one in March.”

“Wait, what? You are preggers? Like for reals”

“Yeah, I am.”

“OK, so how.”

“Uh, you may want to ask your mom about that.”I mentioned.

“I know about the birds, and the bees. I mean when and who and then how did he get into your pants?”

All of my stories are purely fictional, the some places are real, some are not. The names and personnel used in all my stories, are also fictional. They may be based on people I knew but, Any resemblance to anyone living, dead, or un-dead are purely coincidental.

I write my stories as a fantasy. While based on this world. Things in my story could stretch reality. However I write my stories from my mind. I reserve all rights to my work. Any form of duplication without my permission is forbidden. Please enjoy reading them as I have in writing them.

“I know about the birds, and the bees. I mean when and who and then how did he get into your pants?”

“Well, We met at Cheer camp. He was on one of those big national co-ed cheer teams. He was kinda talked me into kissing him. I didn't really know what my body was doing. It got all weird and stuff. He put his hands, Uh, down there.” I motioned to my crotch.

“You know about the bad touch. Right” Paige asked.

“Yeah, but at the time it didn't feel bad. I felt good. He reached into my panties. Put his finger in my vagina. It got me so wet down there. I thought I peed my pants. I couldn't help myself. I let him pull my shorts and panties down.

“Then he did it you you?”

“Yeah, He did pull out before he, ah you know.”

“Yeah,”

“Next thing I know I skipped a period. I had thought being I had just started them it was normal. You know not being regular. From what Lynn says.”

“How did you find out?” Paige asked.

“Well it was the stupid morning sickness. Mom noticed me throwing up each morning. She went and got a pregnancy test. I took it soon as she got home.

“Of course, it was positive. She asked me how it happened if I had sex with a boy. I told her the story. Since both mom and dad are against abortion. Well here I am.”

“Wow, So you are keeping it?”

“Yeah, I am going to keep Emily. She is my daughter.”

“It's a girl?”

Smiling, “Yeah. Your mom saw her yesterday. She was sucking her thumb.”

“Awww, that is cute.”

“So, are you able to do stuff.” Paige asked.

“I can do anything as long as Emily is alright with it, and your mom and the team Dr says it is OK.”

“Team Doctor? What team are you on?”

“Both me and Lynn are on the All American Cheer Team.”

“What is that?” Paige sounded curious.

“It is the best of the best cheerleaders from across the country. We compete around the world. We also give demonstrations. We did one for the military last year. We got cool uniforms, in red, white and blue camouflage. I have been to 21 different countries?”

“Wow, I have only been to Canada. That is before my parents died.”

“I'm sorry, Mom told me that you were adopted.”

“I miss them still. But I dearly love my new mom and dad. Heck the whole family. All my sisters, my brothers in law, my sister in law, and my nieces and nephew. Are super cool.”

“Oh, your sister is a lesbian?”

“Yeah, She is.” Paige said.

“Well that is cool with me. I am still in the experiment stage.”

“Allison, How can you be still experimenting you've already done it with a guy.”

“So, maybe I did it with a girl too.”

Paige's eyes got big, “you've did it with a girl too?”

“No, not yet.” I lied. Remembering Holly's mind blowing tongue action on my pussy. Thinking I really did it with a girl and didn't do it with a boy. The reverse of what it seems. Being pregnant and all.

All of the sudden, Tinks ears perked up. She then took off like a shot out of Paige's room.

“Daddy, must be home.” As we heard a door open. And a man talking to her mom.

“Common I'll introduce you to my dad.” Paige pulled at my arm.

“Yeah, sure.”

I followed Paige up stairs to the living room. Dr. Reid was on one end of the couch. A man was on the other. He seemed tall, very distinguished.

“Hi, Miss Paige. Hows my girl today?” He asked.

“Hi, Daddy. I'm fine. I would like you to meet Allison the girl who lives next door.”

I stepped up and put out my hand. “Nice to meet you, Mr. Reid.”

“It is nice to meet one of Paige's friends.” He shook my offered hand.

“Hi, Dr. Reid. How are you today.”

“Hi,Allison. I am fine. Any problems with” She kind motioned towards my stomach.

“Oh, She has been quiet for the most part.” I answered. I noticed the Mr. Reid had a what is going on look. I figured I might as well tell because soon I will be showing big time. With my 90# body.

“Mr. Reid, I am pregnant. I'm having a little girl. Her name is Emilia.”

“Well congratulations. I take it you are seeing Paige's mom.”

“I sure am.”

“Well she does have some experience in delivering babies. She's delivered all 10 of our grandkids.”

“Greg, You well know I have delivered more than that.”Dr. Reid commented.

“Allison, you are in good hands with her.”

I noticed the clock on the mantle said quarter to 6. We usually have dinner at 6. “Paige,I have to be going. I have dinner soon. We'll get together tomorrow. Nice meeting you Mr. Reid.”

“Bye, Allison.” Paige called as I went out the front door.

Walking the short distance home. I could smell dinner cooking. Smelled so good. I think someone got a whiff as she started to move around some. She decided to press on my bladder. Now I had to go.

“Hi, Miss Allison” Daddy called as I rushed past into the bathroom.

Wow, I didn't realize I had to go so bad. I left the bathroom. Going into the living room. I gave Daddy a hug. “Sorry daddy. Somebody decided to move and press on my bladder.”

“I remember, When your mother was carrying you. You were the same way.”

“I was a good baby.”I teased.

“That is debatable.”

“Dinner is ready.”The call came from the kitchen, it was Lynn.

I sat in my normal seat. Waited for everybody to sit down.”

“So, how did you like Paige. She's a sweetheart.” Mom asked.

“Yeah, she's cool.”

Mom looked to Lynn. “So what did you do after lunch. I knew that you meet Paige and then took off. .”

“Well me and Shelby got together to work on our cheers and stuff. She's my Co-Captain.”

“Starting early.” Daddy added.

“I want to be ready as soon as school starts. Our first varsity game is the following Friday. We got a call from Mrs. Masterson when I was there. We are to meet at Peppies on Grand River tomorrow at 2. To get our uniforms ordered.”

“Cool, Can't wait.”

“OH, and Mom you don't have to take us. Shelby is going to pick us up.”

“I take it Shelby has her license?” Daddy asked.

“Yes, she does. She's had it over a year. She even has her own car.”

“You keep an eye, if she is doing anything stupid behind the wheel. You call your mother to come pick you two up.”

“Yes, Daddy. We will.” We both answered.

I helped clear the table. Me and Lynn washed and dried them. I retired to my room, turned on the radio. Found a cool vintage rock station. I sat in my bent wood rocker, thinking of our All American routines. While these routines are ingrained in all of the team members heads. It is of course able to be taught to others, though. I went through each and every routine move by move in my head. Smiling all the way.

Used the potty, brushed my teeth then turned in about 10. Had some dreams of my training. One weird one of Emily, knowing some of my training. She was in 7th grade and in intro to German class. She was talking German almost fluently, after 2 weeks of class.

Woke at about 9. used the bathroom. Brushed the over night snarls out of my hair. Grabbed a bowl of cereal, and orange juice. Took my baby pills. Lynn came down already dressed for our run.

“About time you got up. I was just about to do the run without you this morning” She teased.

I just stuck my tongue out at her. “Na, …....Give me a couple and I'll be ready.”

I rushed upstairs quickly changed and was back down within 5 minutes. “there told you less that 5 minutes.”

“by my calculations it was closer to six.”

“I can go without you.” I told her. “I can handle anything.”

“Yeah, except getting pregnant.”

“Oh, shut up.”

Lynn and I headed out. Hitting the north east block. It was about normal. Friendly waves. A few looks. As we rounded the far corner, passing the backyard. We noticed a girl exercising she was doing some cheerleading moves. The girl did look familiar. She looked up and saw us.

“Hey,” She called.

“Hi” we responded.

She jogged over to the fence. “Your Lynn and Allison.” She was about 2 inches taller than Lynn. Light brown shoulder length hair. Cute round face.

We nodded.

“I'm Rebecca, I'm on your team.”

“OK, I remember seeing you at the team meeting, yesterday.” Lynn added.

“You two were great at tryouts, are you going to show the squad some of those moves.”

“I hope to. Me and Shelby are working on some routines.”

“Way cool,” She turned to me. “you were awesome, too.”

I just smiled.

“Oh, you may want to watch your back.” She started.

“Why is that?” I asked.

“Jill is so pissed that you got captain of the varsity squad. While she only got co-captain of the JV squad. She thinks she should have been captain of the Varsity squad. She was one of the better ones last year.”

“Well, she shouldn't be mad at me. I didn't make the decision that was all the coaches.” Lynn added.

“Most of us know that. But she is that type. Allison you need to also. She is way pissed that a 6th grader made the Varsity squad.”

“Thanks for the info. But don't worry. We can handle anything she wants to throw at us.”
Lynn stated, I just nodded.

“You two going to be at Preppies later?”

“Yeah, being we both need our uniforms.”

“Yeah, me too. I was on the freshman squad last year. Now I am needing a Varsity uniform. Plus I've grown some over the summer. I can barely fit into my freshman top anymore.”

“We will see you there.”

All of my stories are purely fictional, the some places are real, some are not. The names and personnel used in all my stories, are also fictional. They may be based on people I knew but, Any resemblance to anyone living, dead, or un-dead are purely coincidental.

I write my stories as a fantasy. While based on this world. Things in my story could stretch reality. However I write my stories from my mind. I reserve all rights to my work. Any form of duplication without my permission is forbidden. Please enjoy reading them as I have in writing them.

“You two going to be at Preppies later?”

“Yeah, being we both need our uniforms.”

“Yeah, me too. I was on the freshman squad last year. Now I am needing a Varsity uniform. Plus I've grown some over the summer. I can barely fit into my freshman top anymore.”

“We will see you there.”

“OK, have a good run.” Rebecca returned to her practicing. As we continued our run.

“You aren't worried about Jill are you?” Lynn asked.

“Not in the least.” We turned the corner on to the north end of our street. Heading towards home. Once at the house we cooled down by walking down past the Reid's. Once we turned back to the house. Once we hit the driveway, I took off like a shot. I was able to just get into the bathroom before Lynn did. Victory is mine.

I started the shower. As it warmed up. I peed again. “I can't wait till you are born. So you won't be laying on my bladder all the time.” I told her.

I got in the shower and wet down. The cool water felt good. Luckily I don't ever have to shave, being zenon flashed. I won't have any hair ever. I washed up, washed and conditioned my hair. I just stood under the flow of water just relaxing.

Turning off the water, I rung my hair out some. Using some body lotion I coated myself. Pacific Paradise was the name. Then dried off. It smelt good. Wrapping my body and my hair in a towel. I headed to my room.

As I passed Lynn's she wasn't there. I found her in my room. She was rocking in my bent wood rocker.

“I can see why you like this, it is actually comfortable.” She stated.

“It will be useful for rocking somebody to sleep.” I rubbed my belly.

She leaned back and closed her eyes. I just dropped my towel. Why not we are both girls. And sisters at that. We both have seen each other naked. It is no big deal.

“What are you planning on wearing today?” She asked, still leaned back.

“I figure something that is curve hugging but not too much. So we don't have to strip to get measured. I was thinking, a thong, volleyball shorts, and a t shirt.”

“Sounds like a plan.” Lynn headed to take her shower.

I wore just that. A pretty pink thong, Purple shorts, and my Berlin Cheer competition baby t. My hair in pig tails. Tied with cardinal and White ribbons the school colors. Purple ankle socks, white tennis shoes. Gold anklet, bracelet, both with Cheer on them and Gold cheerleader earrings.

I lay back on my bed. Just thinking. Wow, what a summer. First I am taken to some secret base. Changed into a girl. Then my girlfriend is pregnant and my baby is transferred into me. So I become a pregnant 11 yr old highly trained covert operative. Would I give it up? Hell no. I wouldn't. I love being a girl. I love the daughter I am carrying. I know once the word gets around I am going to get bullied. But I will give them a lesson they never expected. A 11 yr old girl kicking their ass. A pregnant 11 yr old at that. I couldn't help but smile.

Giggling, I just need to remember to keep the force down. It would be only kids like myself. Use only the force necessary to complete the objective. Imagine the shock when a small demure 11 yr old girl kicks the crap out of say a big football player with an attitude.

“What's so funny?” Lynn called from my bedroom door.

“I was just thinking, when I start getting bullied and have to maybe kick the ass of some big football player.”

“Yeah, that will be funny. I might have to sell tickets to that one. In this corner wearing pink weighting in at a staggering 90#s, Allison Wilson. And in this corner weighting in a svelte 250# football player number 37. number 37 comes out for blood, yet Allison is still filing her nails. She sees the objective, she swings. Game over for number 37. Allison the new champion of Ridgemore High.”

“You forgot, she yawns and goes back to filing her nails”

We both had a good laugh at that one. Being we had about 3 hours till Shelby picks us up. I decided I needed to inspect and clean my weapons. Opening a couple of secret compartments. A shelf in my book case swung down where 2 rifles were a M-16 in 5.56mm and a AR-10 in .308 nato.

The side of the book case opened were three long rifles. A Highly custom Remmington 700 also in .308. Another in .243 also highly customized. Then there was the Rugar precision sniper rifle. All of them custom for me. In the other book case, a door opened on the side. Revealing 8 different hand guns including my Harley Quinn special. My black and gold engraved 44 magnum. And that wasn't my biggest caliber handgun. I also had a .460 Ruger and a 50 Desert Eagle. Those big guns all the way down to the sub compact custom Sig .45 that is my carry gun. An actually Colt 1911. A 44 magnum auto mag.

Finally in a compartment under my bed frame. Three 12 gauge shot guns. One a short pump riot gun, a Shorter tactical pump and a full auto.

I lay out the cleaning pad on my desk. Then checked each and everyone to make sure they were clean. Ones that were even slightly dirty got a cleaning.

Mom happened by when I was cleaning one my Ar-10. I had it pieces on my desk.

“God, ATF would have a field day in here. They said you would have some weapons but never knew this many. You make damn sure your daughter cannot get into any of them.”

“Yeah, Mom. I am going to let Emily have a pistol in her crib to play with. She is going to be taught to respect a firearm. So she doesn't have the curiosity to play with any. Gosh, Mom give me some credit.”

She came over and hugged me. “Allison Megan Wilson, I hope you are not mad at your father and me for getting you like this?”

“At first I wonder what you got me into. Then the procedure was done. I was happy to be an 11 yr old girl. Now that I am making amends and carrying my own child. I am a mom now. I would never go back. I love that.”
“We saw Cj on the wrong road headed for jail time. We had to do something drastic as it was. Dad and I were at a breaking point. We didn't want to lose our only child.” mom starts to cry. She hugs me tighter. “Now I have two beautiful daughters and a granddaughter on the way. I couldn't be happier.” Mom kisses my forehead and continues with what she was doing.

I had just finished my Desert Eagle. When Lynn came in. You about ready to go. Shelby is coming early. So the Varsity Captain and Co-Captain will be first there.”

“Fine with me. Let me clean up my mess, go potty and wash my hands.”

“Don't be too long.” Lynn headed down stairs.

Thinking the old me would have just left the mess. Not the new me. Everything put back in its proper place. All the compartments closed and secured. Using the bathroom. I went then washed up.

I grabbed my purse just in time for the door bell ring. Lynn opened the door a pretty young lady standing at our door.

“Hey, Shelby” Says Lynn as she opened the door. “Come in for a minute.”

“Hi, Lynn.” Shelby stepped inside. “Hi, Allison.”

“Hi” I stood by the stairs.

“Hi, Shelby. I am Mrs. Wilson. Allison and Lynn's mom.”

“Nice to finally meet you, Mrs. Wilson. You talked to my mom yesterday at the meeting.”

“Yeah, that is right.”

“You two ready to get measured for your new uniforms?” Shelby asked.

“Let's go.” Lynn grabbed her purse. I followed Lynn and Shelby out to Shelby's Jeep Wrangler. Bright blue. I climbed in the back seat. We took off. With our training we watched all around for landmarks etc. Even though we are in our home town. It is in our training. We headed down Meriman Road to Grand River. Turning on Grand River. We went towards downtown Farmington. The three of us got along great. We laughed and giggled.

Shelby turned into the Market place shopping center. She pulled right in front of Preppies. Just as I thought, it was a store for school spirit. In the front windows. Where different manikins with cheerleader or pep squad uniforms. There was of course Ridgemore, Farmington High, Central, Stevenson, Most of the schools in the area, Even had Novi and Redford Union.

We sat in Shelby's jeep until a silver blue BMW M3 parked next to us. Mrs. Masterson, Mrs. Chapmann, and a girl got out.

“Hi, Mrs. Masterson” says Shelby.

“Oh, Hi. Shelby.” She looked next to her. “And Lynn,” I leaned forward. “Oh, And Allison too.”

“Hi, girls” Mrs. Chapmann called also.

“Shelby, Lynn, and Allison. This is my daughter Hannah she is on the freshman squad.” Mrs. Masterson told us.

“You three ready to get measured.” Mrs. Masterson nodded towards the door. All three of us piled out of the Jeep. We followed the coaches into the store.

Preppies was so cool. Just about anything you needed for school spirit. Uniforms, t-shirts, letter man jackets, Stickers, pennants, all kinds of stuff. I saw a couple things I wanted to buy.

The lady at the counter saw us come in. “Good afternoon, Hi, Kim. Is it that time of year again?”

“Sure, Is Ellen. All three of these ladies, need a varsity uniform. And this one needs a freshman” putting her hand on Hannah's head.

“Varsity? Even for the young one.”

“Yes,”

“You got it.” Ellen motioned for us to come up to the counter. She pulled out some forms putting them on a clipboard. “Who wants to go first?”

“I'll go first” Lynn volunteered. Ellen took her name and address and stuff. “OK, if you would follow me.”

Lynn was lead to a side room. 10 Minutes later. She came out. Ellen did the same with Shelby.

Once Shelby was done. Mrs. Masterson said. Lynn was captain and Shelby Co-Captain.
So,that both their uniforms showed that they were team leaders. The other captain and Co-captains would show the same thing.

Then it was my turn to get measured. I followed Ellen to the side room.

“Go ahead and step up on that box.” She asked. She measured my waist, my hips, my bust. Even my feet. Writing everything down.

“Don't worry, the uniforms have some stretch to them. So, when you get farther along it will still fit.”

“What do you mean?” I questioned.

“Your expecting, are you not?”

“Ah, yeah. How did you know?

“A little bird told me.”

“Mrs. Masterson.”

“Bingo, She had called and asked me to do your uniform a little different from the normal. Which is a mid drift top. She didn't want your uniform to show off your baby belly. Your shell will be a little longer.”

“Thanks.” I told her as I returned to the other two. Well now more than two. In addition to Lynn and Shelby, 5 other girls were waiting. Rebecca, Carrie, and Molly were waiting, along with Mallory, and Christine. One at a time they were measured by Ellen. Another girl was taking the information from the members they would take the paper into the side room.

As more girls showed up, those that were done moved outside. Soon, the whole Varsity Cheer squad at Ridgemore High was outside Preppies. Along with some JV and freshman squad members too. Me, Shelby, Hannah, and Lynn were outside talking with some others. I saw Jill and Maria pull up in a fancy new Chevy Camaro. The look they both gave me and Lynn. I gave her back a just try it bitch look.

I think it would only take 2 moves to take them both out. OK, maybe 2 each. I smiled,

All of my stories are purely fictional, the some places are real, some are not. The names and personnel used in all my stories, are also fictional. They may be based on people I knew but, Any resemblance to anyone living, dead, or un-dead are purely coincidental.

I write my stories as a fantasy. While based on this world. Things in my story could stretch reality. However I write my stories from my mind. I reserve all rights to my work. Any form of duplication without my permission is forbidden. Please enjoy reading them as I have in writing them.

I think it would only take 2 moves to take them both out. OK, maybe 2 each. I smiled, and went back to talking with the other girls. I seemed like I was making friends. Even though they were all in high school. They seemed to like me.

We hung out with the cheerleaders until everyone was done getting measured. Even Jill and Maria hung around talking to some of the other girls. They pretty much ignored us. Which was fine. They weren't on the Varsity squad anyway.

“Hey, anyone up for lunch at A&W?” Shelby called.

There was a chorus of yeah. Everybody headed for their vehicles. Rebecca joined us, for the ride down. It was fun on the way to A&W. It was 11 cars heading down Grand River. Parking we all piled out and hit the picnic tables. We all ordered. It was a great time. Me, Lynn and our squad of cheerleaders. We headed home about 4 to avoid the traffic. Shelby dropped me and Lynn off and then went to drop off Rebecca.

Lynn and I were still in a good mood when we walked in the house. Mom was in the recliner reading.
“Well, it looks as though 2 people I know had a good time today.” Mom asked.

“We sure did Mom.” Lynn told her. “We got measured, then we talked for a while then the Varsity squad and some others went down to A&W. Me and Allison had a rootbeer float.”

“That sounds like you both are fitting in with your new squad. Have you thought about what you are going to work on for cheers.”

“Yeah, Me and Shelby want to evaluate the other girls to see what they know.”

“I hope that doesn't include me.” I spoke up.

Lynn being my older sister, “You especially”

“Nah” I stuck my tongue out at her. Then I had to hit the bathroom. I'm glad Miss Emilia was a good girl. Letting mommy have some fun without having me go to the bathroom all the time.

Daddy got home as I was finishing in the bathroom.

I didn't visit with him before dinner, being it was my turn to help mom. It was just a simple chicken strips, mashed potatoes, and green beans. We had the normal table discussion during dinner.

I finished my dinner, I just sat in my chair. Eyes closed.

“Allison are you alright?”

“Somebody is moving around a lot. Not sure if dinner agreed with her or not.”

Are you going to be all right? Do we need to take you to the Dr.”

I just breathed slowly in and out. “Yeah, I'll be OK. But Miss Emily is not happy at all.” I felt a cold wave go through me. My face flushed.

“Allison, are you alright.” I opened my eyes, It was Dr. Reid. I was laying on the couch.

“Wwwhat happened.” I tried to sit up.

“Please don't sit up.” Dr. Reid stopped me.

“Is Emily OK?” I felt my belly.

“Allison, Your parents had Lynn come and ask me to come over because you fainted.”

“Luckily, I was there to catch you. Dad carried you to the couch, as I had your sister get Dr. Reid.”Mom explained.

“Allison, don't worry. She is fine. It seems that your blood pressure dropped to fast.” The Dr. explained.

“Thank you, Dr. Reid”

“Anytime, I'm always there for my patients.” Dr. Reid went to leave.

“Thanks again. Amber.” Dad said as the Dr. walked out with mom.

I slowly started to sit up. “Careful, Princess. Do it slow.” Daddy put his hand on my back to help me.

“Thanks, Daddy. I am feeling better.” I scooted back to be able to sit up.

“Are you going to be OK. Little sis?” Lynn asked. “You are going to make tomorrows cheer practice. I'll need your to help evaluate the others cheer skills.”

I could actually feel my body regenerating. Getting better. “Yeah, I am feeling better already.” Then Miss Emilia told me that mommy hasn't gone in a while you need to go. I was able to make it to and from the bathroom without indecent. I just watched tv with Mommy and Daddy until I headed up to bed. Changing out of my cloths, I put them in the dirty cloths basket. Slipped into my sleep shorts set. Used the bathroom once more, brushed my teeth. Curled up and crashed for the night. Between the first and second trip to the bathroom. I had a strange dream. I was just into my 20s so Emily was about 8. and someone kidnapped her. I was able to find the person responsible and I disposed of with extreme prejudice. This small demure little lady, me. Broke both the guys knee caps, before kneecapping him with my .45. Then I got mad. Nobody touches my little girl.

After my second trip I just lay back on my bed. Talking to my little girl I carried inside me. “Emilia, you have nothing to worry about. Mommy will never let anyone hurt you. You will be taught to defend yourself, I promise.”

I just closed my eyes and listened to the night sounds outside my window. I eventually drifted back off to the world of slumber.

Wouldn't you know it. I woke up to pee. 10 minutes before my alarm went off. So I turned off my alarm. Peed,and got changed. Another beautiful day today is what they called for. Once dressed, I headed downstairs. Mom as usual was in the kitchen drinking her coffee.

“Morning, Miss Allison. How is my little lady this morning?”

“I am feeling great, don't know what happened last evening. With the program that should have never happened.”

“Remember, Honey. Your body is changing. So somethings maybe not working right. You are pregnant, you know.”

“Really Mom, So that is why I go to the bathroom all the time.” we both giggled.

“what's so funny?” Lynn asked as she came into the kitchen.

“Mom was telling me I was pregnant?” I giggled.

“I think that you already know that.” That made me and mom change from the giggles to an all out laugh.

“God, I have a weird family?” Lynn put a couple pieces of toast in the toaster.

“Look whose talking.” I commented.

“NA” she stuck her tongue out at me.

I finally got up and poured myself a bowl of cereal. I sat next to mom with my apple juice.

Between bits. “When is practice?”

“11 at school. Shelby's gonna pick us up again. She just lives a couple blocks from us.”

“Cool” I said with a mouth full.

“Allison, you know not to talk with your mouthful.” Mom cautioned.

“Sorry mommy.”

Me and Lynn finished. Stretched. Then headed out. We took the northwest block today. As we came to the first turn. It was by an open area. On the other corner was some boys talking. They stopped and stared at us. I cut the corner, then started a back flip run. I did 4 ending with a back tuck roll.

“Show off.” Lynn told me when she caught up. “You need to tell those boys to pick up there tongues before somebody steps on it.”

We both giggled. I was saying, “ OK, then next time you can do one.”

“I'm not a show off like you are?”

“I know better.”

Again once we got back to the house, we walked down to the Reid's driveway. And back to cool down. Today it was Lynn who took off for the shower. She burst in the door and was half way up the stairs.

“Lynn McKenzie Wilson.” Mom called.

Stopping dead. “Yes, Momma?” Yet she stayed on the stairs.

Mom motioned with her finger to come down.

Standing at the bottom of the stairs, “Yes. Mom” her head down.

I moved to go around her, “Allison Meagan Wilson, You can stop right there.”

“Yes, Mom” I stood next to Lynn, my head down also.

“This is the last time it is a mad run to the shower. I am going to set some rules until we get our other bathroom with a shower finished. Lynn gets the shower first, Mon Wen, Friday. And Saturday. Allison gets it first Tuesday, Thurs, and Sundays.”

“Wait she gets it first more days than I do, that is so unfair.”

Mom just gave me the Mom look. I shut up quick. I think Moms learn that look the same day the baby is born. Maybe its part of the birth process. I hope to find out soon after Emilia is born.

All of my stories are purely fictional, the some places are real, some are not. The names and personnel used in all my stories, are also fictional. They may be based on people I knew but, Any resemblance to anyone living, dead, or un-dead are purely coincidental.

I write my stories as a fantasy. While based on this world. Things in my story could stretch reality. However I write my stories from my mind. I reserve all rights to my work. Any form of duplication without my permission is forbidden. Please enjoy reading them as I have in writing them.

Mom just gave me the Mom look. I shut up quick. I think Moms learn that look the same day the baby is born. Maybe its part of the birth process. I hope to find out soon after Emilia is born.

“It starts today.”

“Nah,”Lynn stuck her tongue out a me. She headed up to the shower.

“Momma, When are we getting another bathroom with a shower.”

“They start on Monday. Should take about a week to ten days.”

“Thanks, Mom.” I headed up to my room. To wait. I vaguely remember I never took these many showers when I was a guy. But then again. I want to look pretty now. Girls bodies need far more maintenance than a boys.

“All done,”Lynn walked past going to her room. I grabbed my robe and headed to the shower. I stripped out of my exercise stuff, and clean up. Just as I was starting my hair, when the door opened some. It was Lynn.

“Hey, I just got a call. Mrs. Masterson wants us there a little early. So, Shelby will be here about quarter after ten.”

Starting to wash my hair, “What time is it now?”

“9:30”

“that is plenty of time.”

“Just though I would let you know.”

“Thanks,”

She left closing the door behind her. I finished washing my hair, then conditioned it.
As I got out I noticed that Emilia was content. She hadn't moved since just after our run. That is normal for her.

Put on some body lotion, then patted myself dry. I slipped on my robe. Grabbed my dirty clothes and went to my room to get dressed. Today was a thong ,yoga shorts,bra, my Paris cheer competition baby doll t-shirt.

Ankle socks and my cheer shoes. Today it was a pony tail, and some light makeup, Eye shadow,and some lip gloss.

“Ready Miss Emilia Lauran Wilson.” We headed down stairs.

As I walked into the living room. “About time.” Lynn scolded me.

Looking at our grandfather clock, I still had 10 minutes.

“Hey, I still have 10 minutes before I'm late.”

“It's late in my book.”

“Show me that book and I'll rip out the pages.”

We heard a vehicle pull up. A minute later the door bell rang. Since I was already up. I answered it. Yeah, it was Shelby.

“Hi, Allison”

“Hi, Shelby.”

“Are you and Lynn ready to go.”

“Yeah, I am.” I had my purse and was ready to go.

“So am I.” Lynn joined us, carrying a backpack.

“Bye, Mom.” We both said as we left.

“Have fun, Girls.” Mom called after us.

We climbed in Shelby's Jeep and took off for the school. Just like yesterday, we talked and giggled all the way there.

Pulling up to the school, Shelby parked in the student area. Pointing to a parking spot. Shelby says, “ When you start driving to school. Remember that spot is for the fastest car in school, unofficially though. But everyone knows about it.”

“Cool.” I mentioned.

All three of us stopped at the office. Telling the secretary we are going to used the small gym for cheer practice.

She radioed somebody to make sure the doors were open. On our way, Shelby kinda gave us a slight tour. OK, down there is the Science classrooms, up stairs is the social studies.

We walked into the gym, one of the custodians was there.

“Are you girls going to need the bleachers pulled out.” He asked.

“No, thank you. Not today.” Lynn said.

“OK,”

“Mrs. Masterson and Miss. Gorman should be here soon. Let's stretch and warm up.”

I dropped my purse, by the bleachers. Stepped out a few feet and began my stretching. Even with Miss Emilia in my belly. I was able to almost fold myself in half, to place my palms flat on the floor. Holding that position for a full minute. I dropped down into a full split.

I noticed my sister doing the same. Shelby could do just about as much as we could. I did a couple of forward flip runs. Both ending in a roll. Lynn followed me.

Shelby watched in amazement. Asking, “How long did it take to learn those runs.”

“Before the All American squad. We both went to Cheer Select in Kalamazoo. We learned there. It took me about 2 years, Allison took about 18 months.”

“Do you think you could teach me?” Ashed Shelby.

“Probably, but it is easier to start with back flips. But we will have to check with Mrs. Masterson and Miss Gorman. I think we would want to do it on mats. It ain't fun busting your ass on a wood floor.” Lynn explained.

“You are right, Lynn.” A voice came from behind us, It was Mrs. Masterson and Miss Gorman. Along with another lady, She was very athletic looking, beautiful long brown hair. She was very well dressed, dark blue skirt suit. “We will get with the custodial staff to put down mats so you can show the whole team how to do it.” She continued.

“I'm sorry about my language, Mrs. Masterson.” Lynn responded.

“That is alright, this time but please don't make a habit of it, OK.”

“Yes, Ma'am” the three of us answered. As she seemed to want one from each of us.

“Oh, Where are my manners. I brought a friend of mine. This is Cindy Styles, the one who got me into cheer. Cindy is the head of cheer operations for the Detroit Lions. She is also a former member of the All American cheer team.”

Both mine and Lynn's eyes got big. Our smiles too. We walked over to Mrs. Styles and introduced ourselves.

Offering my hand, “I am Allison Wilson, I am a flyer on the AACT.”

Mrs, Styles was truly beautiful, about 5'6. She didn't take my hand. She knelt down and gave me a hug. It was hard to explain but I had a sense of absolute trust from this lady. One that I strongly felt in the program. I then knew she was a participant in the program.

She whispered in my ear, “I was like you, one of the pregnant ones in the program.”

I stepped back a little shocked, She smiled and winked.

Lynn introduced herself too, “I am Lynn Wilson, I am a base on the AACT” She also got a hug. I could tell she felt the same thing, the trust.

She also gave Shelby a hug.

“Well, Kim. Asked me to come in and talk with the squad. Kind of a little pep talk.”

“Being she is an All American alumni that is why I asked you in a little early.” Mrs. Masterson added.

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I write my stories as a fantasy. While based on this world. Things in my story could stretch reality. However I write my stories from my mind. I reserve all rights to my work. Any form of duplication without my permission is forbidden. Please enjoy reading them as I have in writing them.

“Girls, as the leadership of your squad. You are just that the leaders. I'm sure that Lynn and Allison have heard this many times in the AACT. The rest of the squad will look up to you for guidance. Not only on the mats or the sidelines but most all the time. Also you need to be a good example off the mats too. I'm sure you know the tradition of the varsity cheer captain is supposed to go out with the captain of the varsity football team.”

Mrs. Styles continued. “I'm hear to tell you. That doesn't have to be the case. I was a safety on the freshman squad. I went out with the football captain. We moved and got on the Varsity squad at Northville high school. as the captain. That is were I met Kim. Before I left my old school. I had made a mistake, Because of that I wound up having to sit out the first half of my sophomore cheer season out.”

“Why Mrs. Styles.” Shelby asked. I already knew the answer.

“Well, Me and the football captain went to far, I became pregnant.”

A round of no way came from Lynn, Shelby, and myself.

“Sure was, My daughter was born, eight weeks into my sophomore year. The team doctor of the AACT. Wouldn't let me participate for almost three weeks after Wednesday was born.”

“Wow, Did you hide that you were pregnant?” Lynn asked. I knew why she did.

“At first I did, but I was 100 pounds at the time. After a while it became to hard to. So, I wound up telling. It was the first pep rally of the year.”

Mrs. Masterson nodded in agreement.

“I told the whole school. The roomer mill went crazy. The next week I got bullied. It stopped when I confronted one of them. At eight months pregnant I knocked out 2 teeth.

I didn't want to interrupt so I raised my hand.

“Yes, Allison. Do you have a question?” Mrs. Styles asked.

“Well, more of a admission.”

“OK, you may have the floor.” Mrs, Masterson said.

“I am pregnant. I am having a little girl. Her name is going to be Emilia.”

“Come on Allison” Shelby started. “Just because you heard the story from Mrs. Styles now your pregnant.”

“Shelby, I can tell you. My sister is pregnant.” Lynn confirmed.

“OH, Bull.” Shelby snorted.

“Shelby that will be enough. Allison is pregnant, her mother told me yesterday.” Mrs. Masterson stated.

Turning to me, “Really?” Shelby asked.

Smiling, “Yeah, I am.”

Lynn went over to talk to Mrs. Masterson and Miss Gormen.

“So, what happened?” Shelby asked.

“It was at cheer camp. One of the older boys talked me into having sex. Here I am pregnant.”

“He didn't use a condom or anything.”

“No, he did pull out before, ah, you know.”

Shelby nodded.

“I learned that even if that happens you can still get preggers.”

“Why don't you get an abortion?”

“Mom and Dad won't allow it.”

“So you are going to give her up for adoption?”

“Nope, I am going to raise my daughter.”

“Wow.”

We began seeing some others from the squad come in. It was about ten till eleven.

Putting down their stuff on the side lines. They began stretching out. By five till the whole squad was here, Stretching.

A precisely 1100 Lynn and the coaches and Mrs. Styles ended their discussion. As they came over to the squad. Lynn motioned for Shelby to join them. Lynn whispered in her ear for a bit. Shelby just nodded an understanding.

“Sorry for the late start, Your Captain had some ideas she wanted to check with me and Miss Gorman. To make sure was all right to do. We both are in agreement with what Lynn has planned. Lynn, you may have the floor.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Masterson and Miss. Gorman for agreeing with my ideas for the squad. I think it will make it better.”

Lynn stepped forward. “While I may just be a freshman here at Ridgemore high. And new to the Rangerettes. I have quite a bit of cheerleading experience. Me and my sister, Allison started with Cheer Select in Kalamazoo. We both got asked to tryout for the All American Cheer team.

As you saw at tryouts. The both of us are on the team. You also know Why I was placed as captain. And my sister asked to join as well.”

“Being that I am new to the Rangerettes. While Mrs. Masterson has told me that all of you have been a Rangerette before. Either JV or Varsity. The problem is that I don't know what cheer knowledge you possess.

“Mrs. Masterson has given me a list of routines that you did last year. What I want is for everyone to form up. I will have Shelby start the music. I want all of you to perform the routine. Don't worry if you are rusty. We will do them all. I want to learn what each of you are capable of doing so I can work on some routines. Each one getting more difficult. Thus making you put more effort into each and everyone.”

Lynn nodded at me. “My sister will be evaluating as well. First, Mrs. Masterson has brought a guest to address us. Mrs. Styles.”

Mrs. Styles stepped up in front of the squad. “Good Morning,Girls.” She began. “I am Cindy Styles. I am director of cheer operations for the Detroit Lions.”

I heard some girls “wow”

“I am also a former member of the All American Cheer team. I am also the one responsible for getting Mrs. Masterson into cheerleading. I became an AACT member just after my freshman year. I had been going to OH, Cheers in Columbus, Ohio for 5 years prior. I was on my junior high squads. I was also on the freshman squad of my high school.”

“I wound up changing schools, moving to Northville. I was put on the Varsity team as Captain. It was not because I was better than the others. I just knew more. The first thing you are taught while on AACT. You just know more and have practiced every single day, all day. For 6 weeks. Those of us who experienced the AACT. It is for those who live, eat, and breathe, cheer.

“You are taught that very thing. You are not any better than any other cheerleader. You just have more knowledge. As Lynn and Allison” Mrs. Styles motioned to Lynn and myself. “Can attest to. It is a huge commitment. I know myself that I practiced each and everyday. I would do tumbling runs in the dead of winter in our backyard. My mom has a video of me doing them in a torrential down pour.” Mrs. Styles smiled.

The girls giggled.

“That is the commitment that I made to be the best I could be and it lead me to the career I have now. Would I have done anything differently. Not at all. I wish all of you the best of luck in your future. I look forward to seeing some of you. At tryouts for the Lions cheer squad.”

Mrs. Masterson, Miss Gorman, Lynn and myself began applauding. The rest of the girls joined in almost immediately.

Lynn gave Mrs. Styles a hug. She began. “Thank you, Mrs. Styles. I can attest that those 6 weeks were the most grueling me and my sister have experienced in our lives so far. We also practice everyday. Mrs. Styles I would be honored to have you stay and assist us in our evaluation.”

Smiling, “I too would be honored.” Mrs. Styles accepted.

“Well, lets line up.” Lynn told the rest of the squad. The girls got up and moved into position. A couple girls moving slow like it was a bother for them to do it.

Lynn looked at Mrs. Masterson. Who nodded. “OK, let me tell you all somethings. Mrs. Masterson has given me complete rain, I can and will replace any of you who are not giving 1000 %. This is not going to be an easy way to earn a letter. It is like any other sport. Mrs. Masterson has said that I will have the final say if any of you letter in cheer-leading.”

The two girls who were lagging decided to hurry up and get into position. Lynn pulled a couple of legal pads out of her backpack. Handing me one. We stood on each side of the team. Mrs. Styles stood with Lynn.

“We will start with Alpha and progress through them.” Lynn signaled Shelby to start the music.

The group waited for the start point in the music. They began. I walked around, watching intently. I concentrated on movement and timing. I did notice that not everyone had the cheer smile. Each girl had a different expression on her face. While I do realize that this is just practice. I did also notice that most of the girls were just slightly off in their timing. Most people wouldn't catch the error.

I wrote down on my sheet. Smile, and timing. All in all from what I seen, the squad knew cheer. Lynn did the same, walked around the group intently watching everything. She watched foot and body placement.

Then there was Mrs. Styles. While I had no idea of her style. But she must have been in the program, to be on the AACT.

We watched through 5 routines. After the 5th one was finished. Lynn called for a stop.

“OK, lets take a break. We will discuss our notes.” Lynn says as we got together. Me, Lynn, Mrs. Masterson, Miss Gorman, Mrs. Styles, and Shelby

“Mrs. Styles what did you observe?” Lynn asked.

“I'll just say, Kim. You have a good squad of girls. They are quite good.”

“Thanks Cindy”

“Lynn started. “The big thing I saw was timing. While not to bad. Some are right on time others are ½ second off. Some may not even notice it. When you are in international competition, the little things can mean winning or losing.”

“Allison, what did you see?” Mrs. Masterson asked.

“Timing was one thing I also saw. The other was smiles. Everyone had a different expression.” I explained.

“Cindy?”

“That is what I saw, too.”

I let Lynn and Shelby discuss things with the coaches. I just sat by the bleachers.

After about fifteen minutes, Lynn addressed the rest of the squad. “OK, gather up.”

The girls sat down on front of Lynn and the coaches. “ All of you showed that you are indeed worthy of being on the Varsity squad.” Lynn started. “Only a couple of problems that needs attention. First is Smiles, It was noticed that each of you had a different expression. We are cheerleaders, we are supposed to be cheery. So we all need to smile.”

One girl raised her hand. “Isn't this just practice?” She asked.

“You are most definitely correct. But we should practice like it was in front of a stadium full of people. So, shouldn't we practice our smiles too.”

The girls all nodded in acknowledgment.

“Second, was timing. While our timing wasn't that bad. Just slightly off. But cheer is about coordination and timing. Lets line up in front here.” Lynn pointed to a line on the floor.

All the girls got up and stood on the line. “Everybody extend there right arm strait out. Just touching the girl to your rights shoulder. To give us some room to move. Once you get some room you can drop your arms.” Lynn walked to either end of the line. Sighting down it from each end. She kind of shook her head.

Stepping to the middle of the squad. “I can see what the problem is. I want everybody to line up the front of your shoe at the front edge of the line. This is called toeing the line. I will refer back to this time and again.”

I remembered it. I looked over my fellow cheerleaders. Most of the girls were about the same size. I wondered what each girls position was on the team.

I went over to Lynn and whispered in her ear. “We need to find out names and what positions they know or are?”

Lynn nodded, softly, “yeah, your are right.”

Addressing the squad. “I know all of your names on paper. But I need to match the name to a face. Also, I want to know what positions you know.” She pointed to the girl on the left end.

“Amy Shuler, all positions”

“Abbie Turlie, Base, flyer.

“Rebecca Smith, Spotter.

“Colleen VanHindine, Base, Spotter.”

“Caitlin Miller, all positions.”

“Penny Wendover, Spotter, base.”

“Cassidy Anders, Flyer, spotter.”

and the last girl, “Marsha Jeggers, Base.”

“Thank you, It actually looks like we have a well rounded squad.” I saw Lynn look at Mrs. Masterson. Who nodded. Lynn continued working with rest of the squad, for another hour.

“OK, that is all for this time. Since it is Friday, Lets plan on Monday same time.”

The girls grabbed there stuff and headed out.

I joined Lynn who was talking with Miss Gorman, Mrs. Styles and Mrs. Masterson.

“Lynn, that was great work that you worked on.” Miss Gorman complemented her.

“Thank you, Miss Gorman, It is an exercise we used to work on timing. I have a question. I know I am the only Freshman on the team, is everybody else. Juniors or Seniors?”

“All but Rebecca, she is a Sophomore. Does it matter?” Mrs. Masterson answered with a question.

“Oh, No Ma'am. You and Miss Gorman made the decision on who was on the squad. I am just a newbie here. Most of the juniors and seniors have their licenses?”

“I am almost sure of it. Do you have an idea?”

“Well instead of having either the parents or the girls wait. Maybe we can see who lives were and they could car pool to the practices. Would make sure everyone got to a practice and home safely. Of course we would have to make sure it was OK with their parents.” Suggested Lynn.

“We will consider it.”

Me, Shelby, and Lynn gathered our stuff, and took off. When we left the building, walking to Shelby's Jeep.

Lynn glanced at me, I knew what she was meaning. Something didn't feel right. I spotted a beat up gray pickup parked in the street. We piled in the Jeep. Shelby took us home. I did notice that the gray pickup was behind us.

Shelby pulled up at our house, We thanked her for the ride, telling her that we will see her on Monday for practice again.

The gray pickup drove past our street. Walking up to the house, Lynn dismissed the idea that the pick up was following us.

“Hi, Mom. We are home.” Lynn called.

“Hi, girls. How was your first practice.”

“Everything went smooth. We actually met a former member of the AACT.”

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I write my stories as a fantasy. While based on this world. Things in my story could stretch reality. However I write my stories from my mind. I reserve all rights to my work. Any form of duplication without my permission is forbidden. Please enjoy reading them as I have in writing them.

“Everything went smooth. We actually met a former member of the AACT.”

“Really, was she part of the program?”

“She was, she was like me and was pregnant.” I mentioned.

“Oh, Really.”

“Yeah, she is now director of Cheer operation for the Lions.” Lynn put her backpack and purse on the stairs.

“Now you both know that being in the program helps.” We nodded. “You girls hungry?” She asked.

“Yes,”Lynn responded.

“I am too, but I need to go. On the way home, I needed to go.”I answered as I headed to the downstairs bathroom. Finishing, as I went back to the kitchen, I talked to someone, “You have been a good girl, Emilia not bothering mommy too much.”

Of course as I walked into the kitchen, Lynn had to. “You do know that talking to yourself is a sign you are crazy.”

Responding. “No that is if you answer back. I think I have about maybe 2 -2 ½ years before I get answers.”

Mom made grilled cheese and tomato soup for the three of us. It made a little somebody happy.

Once lunch was finished. Me and Lynn did the dishes.

“Mom, I'm going to see if Paige can play.”

“Allison, Honey. She is most likely over her sisters.”

“That is right. Paige said she went over her sisters while her folks were at work. She lives on Briarwood. That is not that far, only a couple of blocks. Can I walk there, mom?”

Mom thought a couple minutes. “I don't see why not. You are more than capable of handling anything. Yes, you can.”

“thanks, mom. I should be able to get a ride home with Paige.”

I went to my room, made sure my sub compact sig 45 was ready in my purse. I also placed a small razor sharp knife in the special sheath inside my left shoe. Being what I was wearing, kind of hard to hide any other weapons.

I bounced down the stairs. Called. “OK, Mom. I am leaving now.” as I went out the door.

I walked along Bennet Ave. As normal I just walked along like any other 12 year old would do. Not a care in the world. How ever I was ready for anything. That old gray pickup was parked along the curb about 3 blocks down.

As I approached it I noticed one guy behind the wheel. I couldn't make out any features as the cab was tinted and it was parked in the shade. Maybe just some perv wanting to watch young girls.

I walked by it. I kept a watch for anything suspicious. The tailgate and topper were open.

I heard something to the left behind me. Just as I turned, a guy rushed me with a rag putting over my nose and mouth. I recognized it right away, chloroform.

With the procedure we have been desensitized to the affects of chloroform. However, we are trained to react to it as it did affect me. I struggled a few seconds then went limp.

I felt myself being lifted into the bed of the truck. The attacker climbed in with me closing up the back. He banged on the side. The truck started and we drove off. He moved me to an old mattress. It smelled disgusting. While my body was limp, I was still fully conscious, my eyes barely open. I saw and heard everything.

“We got a young one this time, earl.” The guy in the back called to the driver.

“Yeah, I bet she is still a virgin. I get to pop her cherry this time. You got the last one.”

So, these sleaze balls have done this before. It is time for a end to it. I thought. The one in back with me stroked my hair. He had a nasty smell about him too. God I'll need a shower after I am finished here.

I waited for these perverts to stop. The truck made a few turns then seemed to be on a bumpy road. I could see a canopy of trees out the back window. I heard brush scraping down the side. It must be a trail of some kind. From the way the truck moved it made a 3 point turn. This must be the place. It backed up and lurched to a stop. The driver killed the engine.

The guy in the back with me. Picked me up and carried me to the back. The driver opened the tailgate. The guy placed me on the tailgate. The driver took me from there and carried me and laid me on a picnic table. It must be some park. When I was laid down I was able to move my head to look towards them. Still pretending to be out.

Quietly, “You are right, Pete. She is a young one, gonna be great taking this ones cherry.” He pawed my breasts, and rubbed my crotch.

“Uuuuuhhhhhh,” I pretended to be coming around.

“Get the gag, she coming around.” Earl called to Pete. Who was still by the truck.

When he turned to look at Pete, that is when I struck. Earl's crotch was about even with the top of the picnic table. So, with all my enhanced strength. I kicked him right in the family jewels. He doubled over in pain. With the knife hidden in my shoe. I gave Earl another smile 3”below his mouth. I sliced his throat.

He gurgled something than dropped to the ground.

“what was that, Earl.” Pete turned holding a gag and some zip ties. Seeing Earl on the ground. He dropped what he was holding. He ran towards me.

I faked being unsteady on my feet. As he rushed me that was a big mistake. I sidestepped his rush. Driving him to the ground, right into the pool of blood from Earl. Covered in dirty blood, He took a couple swings at me. Which I was able to dodge. He tried to tackle me, again I drove him to the ground once again. I jumped on his back. Grabbing his head, his chin in my left hand.

Just before I twisted his head, snapping his neck. “I'll let you in on a little secret, I am no longer a virgin, because I am pregnant.” with one quick motion I heard an audible crack. He slumped under me. Getting up, I checked myself for any blood residue. I was able to take care of these dirt balls without messing up anything. I searched both of the bodies. I didn't find much on Pete. But Earl had about $1000 in cash. Both had cell phones. I kept the best one. Along with the money. I checked the truck finding the keys in it.

'Thinking, I don't really know how far I was from home. I didn't want call mom to come get me. She would freak. I wound up driving the truck almost home. Parking it about 2 blocks from home.

Making sure I wiped down everything I touched. After getting out I just went merrily on my way back home.

“Hi, Mom” I walked into the house.

“Hi, Sweetie. I didn't expect you home until later.”

“I got lost.” I hid my face. “I wound up by my school.”

“You really got turned around.”

“Yeah, I found Brierwood on the way home. I figure it was to late and came home.”

“OK, you can try another day. With tomorrow being Saturday you can play with her all day.”

“Yeah,” I headed up stairs. First hitting the bathroom. Then to my room. Closing the door. I fired up my secure lap top. I was able to monitor any dispatch center in America. I pulled up Oakland County Sheriffs, and Bloomfield hills police. It monitored in real time. I could seen when someone types in any call.

As I watched the dispatches. I talked to my daughter. “Hows my little angel doing. Well we rid the world of two predators today. Just the two of us. You were just a good girl.”

I watched as the sheriffs dispatch screen began going nuts. 2 hikers at Rivers edge park found two men dead. One with his throat slashed.

“Interesting, Huh, Miss Emilia. Two guys dead. I guess they must have messed with the wrong person.” I giggled, smiling.

I watched for a while. Emt showed up. They called in the corner. Looks like a lot of people. I watched for about ½ hr. As soon as they reported that the media showed up. I shut down. I could see the rest on the news.

“Miss Emilia, you are being a pain.” I told my little girl as she was making me go once again. I can just imagine her in my womb giggling.

“What am I going to do with you, Miss Emilia Lauran Wilson.” I said as I headed down stairs.

“I'll take her.” I heard mom say.

“I know that, you and grandpa are going to spoil her so rotten.”

“We are not going to be THAT bad.”

“Sure, and I am the president.”

“Madam president, would you like something to drink?”

“Just some water would be great. Thanks. Mom.”

Mom handed me my glass of water. “Thank you, grandma.”

Mom sat in her normal chair. With a big smile on her face.

Getting comfy on the couch, “So, what is the big grin for?”

“I'm just happy with our family. Now I have 2 daughters and a granddaughter on the way. When 4 months ago, everything was going to hell with us.”

All of my stories are purely fictional, the some places are real, some are not. The names and personnel used in all my stories, are also fictional. They may be based on people I knew but, Any resemblance to anyone living, dead, or un-dead are purely coincidental.

I write my stories as a fantasy. While based on this world. Things in my story could stretch reality. However I write my stories from my mind. I reserve all rights to my work. Any form of duplication without my permission is forbidden. Please enjoy reading them as I have in writing them.

“I'm just happy with our family. Now I have 2 daughters and a granddaughter on the way. When 4 months ago, everything was going to hell with us.”

“Mom not that I am the least bit upset about it. I love what has happened to me. Getting changed into a girl. All my training, even getting pregnant. I think is great. Well except for the having to go pee all the time.” We both giggled at that. “Hope to solve that little problem in a few months.”

“Was I that bad to get me sent to the program?”

Mom took a breath, “Yes, CJ was. As much as we tried. He was going to be in jail before he was 16.”

“Mom,”my voice shaking. “I was 15.”

“The day after he joined the program. He was going to be arrested for grand theft. That was his third strike. He was going to jail for a while. We didn't want our only son to become a hardened criminal.”

“Mom, I didn't realize what was happening.”

Mom, began crying. “No, you knew perfectly well what you where doing.”

“How did you learn about the program?”

“Well, it was after you went to court, for the vandalism. Mrs. Kearman stopped me and your father in the hall. She told us a little about the program. She gave us her card. Told us to call her if we wanted to save our son.” She wiped her eyes.

“I was after you got caught for setting that dumpster on fired that burned down that old house. We called her and set up a meeting with her. At first we thought it was a bunch of crap changing a boy to a girl, down to the DNA. Everything changing. She showed us a video of the change happening. With vivid details. It was disturbing to watch, at first. She went into detail about every step of the process. The programming, everything. It took 3 months for me and your father to agree. Then the research that the program did on the three of us. We were qualified for him to go into the program. The day before he left.”

I listened intently to what mom was telling me.

“We got a call from Mrs. Kearman the night before telling us that you were leaving the next day. She also talked to us about Lynn. Mrs. Kearman told us what happened to her parents. That Lynn couldn't be placed with her Aunt or Uncle. Something about them not being qualified. If we didn't take her. Lynn would have been eliminated.”

“wow” escaped my thoughts.

“Yeah, it was then that Mrs. Kearman told us that both of you were on the AACT and what it entailed. We received reports daily about your and Lynn's progress. Then about finding out the Robyn was pregnant and it was yours. She told to us what the policy of the program was. Well here you are. Getting to be big as life in a few months.”

“Jezz, mom.”

Mom just laughed.

“parents,”

“Well, Miss Allison Megan Wilson. You better make sure you include yourself in the comment.” As she reached over a gently poked my baby belly. “You are one now.” She laughed harder.

“Thanks for reminding me. I had forgot. She hasn't caused me to go to the bathroom lately.”

Me and Mom just talked about different stuff. Both Lynn and Daddy got home at the same time.

Daddy came in with a smile on his face. “Alli, I have something for both you and the baby?”

“Oh, Daddy you didn't have to.”

“Yeah, we did, to make it official.” From behind his back he pulled a large letter E in pink. “ Now, Emilia officially has her own room.”

He headed upstairs, I guess to put it on Emily's door. I followed as daddy hung the pink E on the door replacing the question mark. I go back into my computer and sent a status report. About what happened and what I had to do. Our training was precise as I had learned in all the programs history no girl has ever been caught, let along even suspect.

Coming down he sat is his chair, turning on the news. The breaking news story was two men were found murdered by a bicyclist. At Rivers Edge park.

“I went by there on the way home. Bunch of cops all over. Even seen some in the woods.”

“Why would anybody kill a couple guys?” Lynn sat on the floor.

“Unless they were bad. Maybe a drug deal gone bad or something.” I just sat next to mom being indifferent. Yeah, I did it. Do I regret it. No, they were rapists, praying on young girls. I kept them from doing it to anyone else. Just what I was trained to do.

We watched the news until the weather. Daddy didn't bother with sports. As most of the teams in Detroit are pathetic.

“Hey, Its Friday night. Lets go out for dinner.” he asked.

“Yeah, sounds good.”

We headed out to Mom's Lincoln. As we were backing out of the driveway. I noticed a Red, White and Blue car pulling out of the Reid's. We pulled in front of the house.

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“Hey, Its Friday night. Lets go out for dinner.” he asked.

“Yeah, sounds good.”

We headed out to Mom's Lincoln. As we were backing out of the driveway. I noticed a Red, White and Blue car pulling out of the Reid's. We pulled in front of the house.

“Hey, Amber, Greg.” Daddy called out the window.

“Hi, Ira.”

“What's got you taking out your car tonight?”

“Friday is normally cruise and dinner night. Paige bugged me to take my pace car. Were are the 4 of you heading?” Mr. Reid asked.

“We are heading out to dinner too.” Mom told them.

“Hey, want to join us. We normally go up to Telegraph Rd. Cruise a little then chose some place to eat. Sometimes we run into one of our other girls, up there.”

“That sounds like fun, Daddy. Can we?” Lynn asked.

Then I pleaded, “Please, Daddy.”

“Well, OK. Lead the way.”

Daddy followed the Reid's in their Pace car. Turning on Nine mile. We turned right on Telegraph Rd. I kept a look out. I didn't see any cool cars cruising.

“If this is a cruising spot were are the cool cars.” I asked Lynn quietly.

“Maybe its at a different area.” She answered.

I just shrugged.

We drove through a part of Detroit. I was glad I had my SIG in my purse. I know that Lynn was armed too. One thing that is ingrained in us during the procedure. Is better to have it and not need it, then to need it and not have it.

After we past 6 mile a couple cool cars passed us.

The farther south on Telegraph we went, the more cool cars we saw. It was cool the looks and thumbs up that Mr. Reid got with his pace car. We passed Plymouth rd. The Hardees was full of cool cars.

As approached West Chicago, an older gray Buick (said on the back) passed us. It pulled up right next to Mr. Reid. Driving side by side. It looked like they were talking. I saw Mr. Reid wave the other car off. The gray Buick took off like a shot. Sounding like the exhaust dropped off. It was so cool. As the sun started to sink in the west. More and more cars came out.

We made a couple loops on Telegraph. Everyone was having fun. Even Daddy, driving mom's Continental. I saw him take moms hand. They smiled at each other.

On our third trip north. I saw a couple of Harley's pull next to Mr. Reid's Buick. Both bike were customized. One was completely done. Wild paint, everything. Both riders had a younger person riding with them. They exchanged words then the inside rider gave a thumbs up and they took off.

Mr, Reid pulled into the Outback steak house. We parked as Mr. Reid backed his car into a parking spot in the back. As me and my family got out of our Lincoln. I saw that gray Buick pull in. The driver gunned it a little. The whole car lurched sideways a little. It backed in next to Mr. Reid's pace car. Mr. Reid, Dr. Reid, and Paige got out. The people in the gray car got out too. The driver was a tall, beautiful lady. The passenger was too. Two girls got out too. They seemed a little younger than me.

Both girls ran to Mr. Reid, yelling. “Hi, grandpa.” He knelt down and gave both girls a hug.

Thinking to myself, That must be Kelsey as Paige said she was a lesbian. Our family walk over to were the Reid's were.

“Hi, Kelsey.” Mom greeted the driver. “Hi, Brook.”

“Hi, Jennifer” they both said. “Hi, Ira” They greeted dad.

“Whitley, Riley This is my friend, Allison. And her sister Lynn. They live next door.”
Paige introduced us to the young ladies.

“Hi, Allison. I am Whitley Reid.” One of the twins came over to me. She offered her hand. She did the same with Lynn.

“And you must be Riley.” offering my hand to the other twin. She shook it.

“Aunt Paige says you are going to Even's like she is?”

“Whitley, how many time do I have to tell you, both. You don't have to call me Aunt Paige. Just Paige is fine.”

Riley piped up. “Well Mommy is your sister and we call all mommy's sisters Aunt. We also call Momma's sister Aunt Meagan.”

“OK, I will talk to Kelsey about it.” She lead us over to were Mom and Dad, and Mr. and Dr. Reid were talking to Kelsey and Brook.

“Kelsey, Brook, This is Allison and Lynn. They are our neighbors too.”

We both shook their offered hand.

I kinda wondered why we were still waiting outside instead of going in the restaurant.

“Allison, Honey.” Mom started. “We are waiting on one of Mr. and Dr. Reid's other daughters and her family.”

I just nodded OK.

Less than a minute later. We heard a roar. Those two custom motorcycles came into the parking lot. The both pulled around in the empty spots next to Kelsey's car. They both walked their motorcycle back parking side by side. The really custom one seemed to let air out. It settled right down putting the lower frame on the ground. The other one just lowered the rear of the bike.

Each of the riders were helping their passengers off. And also take off their helmets. Once the helmets where off. They were twin girls. The rider of the way custom motorcycle pulled off her helmet and shook out her hair. She was about the same height at Kelsey. She was also beautiful. The other rider took off his helmet. He was tall about an inch taller than daddy. He is 6'1”.

Both girls did the same as Whitley and Riley, yelled. “Grandma, grandpa.” and ran to Mr. and Dr. Reid. Giving them a hug.

They were younger than Brook and Kelsey's girls.

“Marsha, Madison.” Paige called as the two girls came over to her. Giving Paige a hug too.

“Hi, Aunt Paige” They both giggled.

“Now you two, Somebody is telling them to do it.” Paige suggested.

Kelsey, Brook, and her sister. Broke out in giggles.

Dr. Reid introduced mom and dad to their daughter and son in law.

“Allison, Lynn. This is one of my middle daughters, Keely and her husband, Pete Sutherland.” Mr. Reid told us.

“So how many do we have,” Keely counted. “ us four, Kelsey's four, The Wilson's four then Mom, dad, and Aunt Paige.”

“Keely, would you stop with the aunt stuff. What, I am only like not even 3 years older that Whitley and Riley.”

“Maybe,” Kelsey, Keely and Brook said in unison.

Mr. Sutherland, Mr. Reid and Daddy. Lead the way to the restaurant. Mr. Sutherland holding one of his daughters hands. Keely was hold her other daughters hand. Dr. Ried, Mom, Mrs. and Mrs. Reid and Mrs. Sutherland walked in a group. With Whitley and Riley. Then bringing up the rear, Me, Paige and Lynn.

Daddy held the door as we all filed into the restaurant. Mr. Reid told the hostess that there was 15 of us. We were told of about a 15 minute wait for our table. We went back outside to wait. Enjoying the Michigan summer evening.

Shortly they told us that our tables were ready. So we filed back into the restaurant. We followed the hostess. We were lead to a large table. We each found a seat. I sat between Lynn and Paige. Across from Mrs. Sutherland. We had a great meal. We learned about the Reid's. Like Paige has said. Her Sister Kelsey and Brook own 3 roller rinks. While Mrs. Sutherland is the one responsible for building the custom bikes her and her husband were riding. Both her and Mr. Sutherland build the bikes. They have a shop at one of Dr. Reid parent's Harley dealerships. They own 5. We all had a great time. After eating and after dinner talk we headed out.

Mr. and Mrs. Sutherland help their daughters with their helmets. They hopped on their motorcycles after giving there parents hugs. They took off. 'Then Kelsey, Brook, Whitley and Riley also took off. We said our good byes and headed for home.

Emily was being good she only made me use the bathroom once while at dinner. Of course that changed once we got home. I had to rush to get to the bathroom.

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I write my stories as a fantasy. While based on this world. Things in my story could stretch reality. However I write my stories from my mind. I reserve all rights to my work. Any form of duplication without my permission is forbidden. Please enjoy reading them as I have in writing them.

“You alright, princess?” daddy asked as I came out.

“Yeah, Daddy. Just your granddaughter is being a little stinker.”

“Just wanted to make sure. That my little girl was OK.”

Hugging him, “Thanks daddy.”

“What do you two have planned this weekend?”Mom asked.

“Not much” I offered. “Maybe hang out with Paige. Probably put in some practice time. Haven't had a true practice since we got home.”

“Allison is right. We haven't. I may have Shelby over she is wanting to know some of our moves.” Lynn did a couple of dance moves.

“I would like to watch. I want to see how my little girls perform.”

In unison, “Sure, Daddy.”

“I'm going to head up to do some work on some new routines” Lynn headed up to her room.

“I'm going to get changed.” I went up to my room. Changing into my Pjs. My dirty clothes went in the hamper.

Sitting in my rocker. I closed my eyes and slowly rocked. My hands on my belly. I quietly hummed a little tune. Just rocking my daughter to sleep. As I know I will be doing many times in the future.

I woke with a start, ready to fight. Then I realized it was Daddy. “Ali, you fell asleep in the rocker.” He was picking me up and putting me to bed. Daddy kissed my cheek. “Good night, Sweetheart.”

“Good night daddy” I got into comfortable spot for Emilia. Closed my eyes and drifted off into dream land.

Only waking up twice to use the bathroom. I woke to a dreary day. It seemed cold and miserable out. After using the bathroom again. I slipped on a pair of panties, yoga pants, my sports bra. That seemed to be getting a little snug on. A long sleeve t shirt rounded it out. I grabbed my sweat jacket. Slipping on my shoes and socks. I headed down stairs. Deciding to do my morning run before breakfast. Knowing full well that somebody will most likely get very cranky and upset at mommy.

As I passed our grandfather clock it struck 6:45. Nobody was up yet. I headed out. I just set a normal pace. The rain and cold didn't really bother me. I ran the south west block. As I turned down. The next block I notice that the truck that belonged to those dead rapists was still there. I didn't pay it a never mind.

Once I got back to the house. I did my cool down,walking to the corner and back. I quietly slipped back into the house.

As I turned after closing the door, “Allison Megan Wilson” it was daddy.

Turning, “Yes, Daddy” I smiled.

“Where have you been?”

“I went on my daily run.”

“OH,”

“Yeah, me and Lynn go everyday. I want to keep in shape. So it is easier to lose my baby weight after somebody joins the world.”

“OK, this time. Please just leave a note. I got worried when I looked in your room and saw you were gone. You may want to go and get changed you are leaving a puddle.”

Looking at the floor. “I guess I am. I'm going to shower, too.”

“OK, Sweetheart.”

I was soaked. All my clothes clung to me. I ran up to my room. I stripped down. I threw on my robe and hit the showers. It was nice to take a warm shower. Emilia seemed content, other than feeling her shift positions everything was fine with her. I can't wait till I get to hold you, my little one.

Finishing I dried off. Slipped on my rob. Headed to my room. Smiling as I passed the door with the big pink E on it. That is my daughters room. I slipped into my room. I decided that something frumpy would be comfy for today. As I had no plans on going out. Later me and Lynn may do some practicing, I hope the weather clears by then. Not that it bothers me. I just don't want to chance wiping out and hurting someone. I placed my hands on my baby belly.

“Yeah,” I softly talked to my daughter. “I wouldn't want to hurt my little angel.” She gave me a kick for that.

Giggling, “I love you to Emily.”

I put on some sweat pants a tank top. After getting something to eat. I decided to check on that murder that I saw yesterday. I logged into the secure site. I was able to view all the documents that were submitted in the case. There was multiple tire tracks so nothing to tell if one was the killers. They had a look out for one of the victims vehicle, and older Ford pickup. With plate, 51344.

I wonder how long it will be until they find it. Not that we get a lot of cops driving through the neighborhood. I guess we will see.

I turned on some music. Just laid on my bed. Just thinking. What will Emily look like. Robin, the old me,or the new me. I guess we will find out soon enough. Will I meet some new friends when I start school. Will I ever get a boyfriend or a girlfriend. I really haven't decided which I like better, boys or girls.

I picked up one of the baby books that Mom had put in my room. Even though she said. No book can tell you everything about being a parent. It is just some information.

Mostly I rocked my morning away. Around noon the weather started to clear up. It had stopped drizzling about 11. So maybe the back yard will dry enough for Lynn and I to do some cheer practicing.

I went to the kitchen and made myself a sandwich and poured a glass of milk. Just as I was eating my last bit. Lynn walked in.

“Wheres mine?” She teased.

“MMM, not sure, probably in the fridge.” I giggled.

As I walked past the living room. Mom and Daddy were watching a movie. I recognized
it as 'The Breakfast Club' I always like that movie. So I sat and watched it. Lynn came in with a sandwich and sat on the floor. Once finished she threw away her paper towel. Laying back down to also watch the movie.

Lynn laid on her stomach. I commented, “I wish I could do that?”

“Not my fault you couldn't keep it in your pants” She teased back.

I just gave her a raspberry. “Nah.”

Putting a pillow at my side, I leaned on the arm of the couch to watch. Next thing I know I am waking up. The grandfather clock showed 4:25. I had slept away the afternoon. I guess even with my ability to recharge quickly. I still need sleep, maybe it is a pregnancy thing. Mom,Dad, and Lynn were gone. Doing something else in the house.

I headed to the back porch. It was hot and humid out. With no wind. I stepped on to the yard. I walked around some, the grass felt nice and cool under my feet. It was dry enough not to wipe out and kill myself. I backed into back fence. I took off. After about 4 steps, I started with a cartwheel, which seamlessly went into handsprings. I finished with a tuck roll. All the time never losing my smile. I continued with some dance moves. Another run followed that with a series of back handsprings. Once that was finished, I would normally be lifted by Kaylie into a liberty were we stretched into a high leg lift. We leaned forward and held our legs straight up and down. Thankfully I am so flexible. As the old me would hurt myself, doing that.

I stood and started a open scissor ending in a perfect leg lift. Of course this would be when I am being held about 6 feet in the air. A reverse somersault dismount always wows the crowd. Especially all three of us doing it in perfect sync.

A couple of tosses, One I do a split toe touch, the second I do a leg over flip, the second we do about a half second apart, it makes it look like strobe action effect. Just as I was moving into the final run.

“Wow, Allison. That is so fantastic.” It was Daddy from the porch. Mom right beside him.

“Thanks, Daddy. That is just one of many that we know.”

“How is our little lady doing?” Mom asked.
“Not a peep out of her. She likes it when I exercise. I never hear anything from her when I run.”

“That is good.”

“I think she wants mommy to keep fit. While I carrying her.”

I heard a vehicle pull up in the driveway. Shortly a knock on the door. Mom went in to get it.
I heard Mom yell. “Lynn, Shelby is here.”

“God, Your mom wanted to wake the dead with that one.” Daddy said. Going back into the house.

I finished with some cool down stretching. I was tired, but soon recovered, before Lynn and Shelby came out.

“I was wondering were you had gotten off to.” Lynn walked out. “you going to practice with us?”

“I just got done. I'm going to go relax. Somebody is a little restless.” I lied. Putting my had on my belly.

“Well, OK. “ Lynn sounded a little pissed off. But hey shes the one who waited to practice.

About normal, I had to pee. So up to the bathroom I go. “Miss Emilia, I think one of the best things when you come out. Is going to be not having to go so much.”

She gave me a kick. Talking to her, “OH, you think that is funny. Young lady. I could ground you till you are 21. Would you like that?”

She gave me a kick again.

“Alright that is it. Miss Emilia Lauran Wilson. You are ground till you are 21.” I told Emily as I walked out of the bathroom. As I went down the stairs.

“My granddaughter is already grounded. I hope she isn't going to be like her father.” It was Daddy.

“Naw, She is going to be sweet like her mommy.”

“Yet, you are grounding her.” Daddy laughed.

“We'll see when she comes out if I keep up the grounding.” I giggled.

I went out on the back porch to watch, Lynn and Shelby. It seemed like Shelby was picking it up quickly.

Just then we heard sirens, and two cop cars went flying by. Only to stop close by. They must have found the rapists truck. Me, Lynn, and Shelby headed out the side gate to see what was going on.

Yep, there were the 2 cops and 3 sheriffs cars by that pick up.

“A lot of cops for one old parked truck.” I said.

“yeah,” Lynn said. “I saw that same truck outside the school yesterday. When we left cheer practice.”

“You are right. I remember it now.” I mentioned. “wonder what happened. Did it break down or something.”

“Who knows, but there is sure a lot of cops around it now. Maybe they found some drugs or pot or something.” Shelby added.

“You are probably right. That is why it was around school maybe trying to deal to some kids.”

“could be.” Lynn and Shelby returned to their practicing.

I was wondering why the treatment didn't revive me. I was beat. Maybe with the pregnancy hormones going rampant in my young body. It is affecting that.

I went up to my room. Turning on the radio, I just lay on my bed, my hands on my pregnant belly. I don't know if I was talking more to Emily or to myself.

“Not that I don't love my Emilia or my life now. I just hope that I can be a good mother to you. Raise you like a proper young lady. Can I be as good a mother as your grandma is. I know I will be able to protect us from just about anything. With the training and knowledge I posses. Is it enough to raise us correctly. Your grandma says there is no owners manual or instruction book on how to raise a child properly. You just have to do your best. Will I make mistakes as I raise you. Probably more that one. I hope to god that everything I do and teach you. Will make you a better person than I was.”

“I need to write everything down for you, my sweet daughter. I need to put down my story. Tell you, Miss Emilia Lauran Wilson about who your father was and how she is now. Yes, I completely accept that Charles James Wilson, your father was a bad kid. That he regrets everything he has done wrong. But If I hadn't done all those things I would never have become your mother. Which I wouldn't give up for all the money in the world.”

“Well I would be your father still and Robin would be your mom. She would be carrying you now. I would probably be an absentee father not wanting to have anything to do with you or Robin. I am thankful that I am able to be your mom. And that my dear sweet daughter of mine is the best feeling in the world.”

I wonder what she was doing inside me. Was she sucking her thumb, or getting ready to kick me. Probably the later, she is a little stinker.

I just laid back and held my daughter well my belly which is were my daughter is. Emily I cannot wait till I can hold you in my arms.

I wondered if the hormones that is obviously going crazy in my body. Affected the change that I received. I decided to ask. All of the graduates of the program have a couple emails that we can use to report things or ask questions.

I pulled up my email account. I typed in the email from memory. I typed my question.

I sent it. That email went bouncing all over the world. Until it got to Diamond peak.

All of my stories are purely fictional, the some places are real, some are not. The names and personnel used in all my stories, are also fictional. They may be based on people I knew but, Any resemblance to anyone living, dead, or un-dead are purely coincidental.

I write my stories as a fantasy. While based on this world. Things in my story could stretch reality. However I write my stories from my mind. I reserve all rights to my work. Any form of duplication without my permission is forbidden. Please enjoy reading them as I have in writing them.

Just before Allison went down for dinner. She received a response.

Allison, It is possible. There is so much that happens to the body we don't know about. That side effect could be one of them. I am sure once your daughter is born. The programming will take over again.

Dr.Sinclair

“Makes sense.” I told myself as I headed downstairs.

I checked in the back yard. Lynn and Shelby were sitting on the porch.

“You, guys all done.” I asked. They both nodded. “how'd it go?”

“Pretty good. She is getting the hang of the runs.” Lynn was breathing heavy. But I know she wasn't tired in the least. I could tell that Shelby was out of breath. Both her hands were grass stained.

“We are working on a routine for our first game.”

“ When is our first game?”

“Friday after first day of school?”Shelby mentioned.

“That is in two weeks, do you think you will have something ready and practiced by then.” I asked.

“We hope to by tomorrow,”

“You going to start with something new on Mondays practice”

“We sure will.”

Just to tease, Lynn. As she knows that I learn new routines fast. “Awe great. Not only do I have to remember all the AACT routines now new ones here.”

“You poor baby.” She stuck her tongue out at me.

I just turned and went back inside. It smelt like dinner was ready. Just as I turned into the dinning room.

“GIRLS, Dinner is ready!” Mom hollered, almost right in front of my face.

“Gee, Mom. You don't have to yell. We are here.”

“Sorry, Honey. I didn't know you were there.”

“Yeah, both us girls are here.”

“It was girls,not just you.”

“Gosh, Grandma. You don't even include your granddaughter.”

“Allison Meagan Wilson, You know I love my granddaughter. But you know what I mean.”

“Yes, Mommy. I do.”

With 5 place settings It seemed like Shelby was eating with us.

It was a great dinner. Emily was happy. I help mom with the dishes when we finished. Lynn and Shelby continued working on the new routine. Daddy worked on something in the basement.

Once dishes were done and put away. I did some reading in the living room. Mom came in and sat in her normal chair.

“You had better relax while you can. Miss Allison. Once a little lady comes into the world. That changes. After she eats, trying to get a burp out of her. then it is her bath time. Then trying to get her to sleep. Once she is asleep. You will have to try and get the stuff you need done, done. Without waking her up. If you do. Then it is trying to get her back to sleep. Her waking up and crying as soon as you put her down.”

“Yeah, I realize that Mommy. I am ready. I did the deed and got Robin pregnant. But I would never give it up.”

“You say that now. You just wait, Missy.”

“Mom, I am a responsible young lady.”

“Now, you are.” Mom giggled.

“Nawh” I stuck my tongue out at her.

“Alli, I am so thankfully that we got you straightened around. The very thought of you going away for a long time. Just scared the hell out of both me and your father. I didn't want that for my child.”

“Mommy, I realize that now. I may not have made it out. Thankfully I am now a cultured and proper young woman.”

“Yeah, one that is 12 and pregnant.”

Giving an exaggerated exhale. “I just hope I am not this bad to Emily?” Shaking my head.

Mom just giggled.

“What's so funny?” Daddy came up from the basement.

“Your youngest daughter.” Mom pointed at me.

“What has she done now?”

“I was just telling mommy that I am now a cultured, responsible, and proper young woman. I had to remind her that she is also 12 and pregnant.”

both Mom and Dad laughed.

Rolling my eyes, “Parents” I headed for the bathroom. Talking to my daughter, “ Emily, I will ask you to forgive your grandparents. They are just weird.”

As I turned into the bathroom, I heard, Daddy. “Remember you are one too now Alli.”

“Yes, Daddy.” I closed the door.

I did my business. I returned to the couch. I didn't even get a chance to sit down.

Daddy starts, “So, my granddaughter is already grounded. Huh.”

I just glared at mom. “Yep, till she is 21.”

“I here by take her off of her grounding.” Daddy said.

Shaking my head, “Doesn't work. I am the parent so I make the rules. For my child.”

“But, I am her grandfather. I get to spoil her rotten and then give her back to you. That includes taking her off of her grounding.”

“OK, fine,” I joked. Looking down at my belly. “You are only grounded till you are 18.” all three of us laughed.

I heard the phone upstairs ring its special ring. It was the program. I hurried upstairs. The phone was put in my room.

“Hello,” I answered.

A computer voice came on, “Bravo, gulf, one four, tango. Code in.”

“Zebra, four, eight, nine, nine, one, Quebec. Enable” I answered.

A woman's voice came on the line. “Knight to king seven.” She stated.

Responding, “Rook to Queen four, check mate.” saying the final counter sign.

“Good Afternoon, Allison.” The lady started.

“Good Afternoon, Central.”

“This is a full team activation.”

“Competition?” I quarried.

“negative,”

“departure,”

“Tomorrow, 1300hrs.”

“duration?”

“one week.”

“Location if available.”

“Disneyland”

Being it is a non competition team activation. I asked. “Event”

“International Cheer-leading symposium.”

“Roger, Equipment?”

“Standard, competition.”

“threat?”

“Highly probable.” Meaning that one of the team could be kidnapped.

“confirm mission”

““Conformation, Echo, Lima, nine, three, two.” I gave the conformation for both me and Lynn.

“Copy,” the line went dead.

Cool, Disneyland. I thought. I had better tell Lynn.

I headed down to stairs.

“Was that central?” Daddy asked.

“Yeah, full team activation. We're going to Disneyland.”

“Can you drop us off back at Willow Run, Tomorrow at 9.”

“Yeah,”

I went out the back door. Lynn was showing Shelby the start of a run.

“Lynn, I just got a call from coach Scott. They want us to attend a Cheer-leading symposium this week. The whole team.”

“Really, Last symposium we attended. Sucked it was in Scotland. Rained all the time we were there. Where to this time?”

“Disneyland” .

“Cool, Disneyland. This is the first time we have been there.”

“You are so lucky.”Shelby told us.

As I went back into the house. I heard Lynn telling Shelby to start the new training routine. I also heard her make a call to Coach Masterson.

She came in, still talking. “Yes, Coach I know. I will put my mom on.” She went into the living room.

“ Mom, Coach Masterson wants to talk to you.” Lynn handed mom her phone.

“Hi, Kim. Yes. They both have to. I know it is short notice. It happens sometimes.”

“Yes, both the girls and I heard you say that it was mandatory to attend all practices.”

“Well, Since you won't be flexible about their commitment to the AACT, I guess they will just quit the Rangerettes. I'm sure I can find a cheer studio, where they would be welcome.” Mom winked at us.

“OK, I will a wait your call back.” She hung up and handed Lynn her phone back.

Turning to us, Mom started. “Girls don't worry. I am sure that Coach will yield. You two are the best thing to happen to Ridgemore Cheer-leading. That I am sure of.”

“I hope you are right.” Lynn sounding upset.

“Lynn McKenzie Wilson, You made the commitment to the All American Cheerleading Team. You are on one of the worlds best cheer team. Do you want to quit the team just to be on your schools squad. You have a chance at a good career with the AACT back ground. You, Hell both of you were chosen because of your dedication to the sport.

“I remember,” Mom laid it on thick. “Both of you not sleeping for two days waiting to hear if you made the team. Jumping out of your skin every time the phone rang. I couldn't talk more than a minute to anyone. All I would hear from both of you. Mom, Hurry up they might call.”

Shelby giggled. “You guys were bad.”

Mom just nodded. “ they sure were.”

“I wasn't, it was all, Lynn” I exclaimed.

“Oh, No No No dear little sister. You were defiantly the worse.”

“Was not!”

“Was too.”

“Uh, Uh.”

“Uh, Huh.”

“OK, Enough ladies. You both were and that is the end of that,” Mom stopped our argument.

I just stood there shaking my head.

Lynn put her hand to her ear and close to my head. “MMM, Shhhh. I hear something rattling around in there.”

“Oh, Shut up.”

Just then the house phone rang. I ran over to get it. Just to have it snatched out of my hand by Lynn. Damn her long legs.”

“Hello.”

“Yes, coach she is here.” Lynn held out the phone. “mom, Coach Materson.”

Mom took the phone. Just as daddy came up from working on something in the basement.

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“Hello.”

“Yes, coach she is here.” Lynn held out the phone. “Mom, Coach Masterson.”

Mom took the phone. Just as daddy came up from working on something in the basement.

“What is all the ruckus up here.” Daddy said.

At the same exact time, I pointed at Lynn and she pointed at me. And said, “It's her fault.”

“ Sure, Kim. I understand. They will be back at practice. A week from tomorrow.”

“I'll tell them, Bye.” Mom hung up.

Daddy's like what's going on?

Mom held up a finger for daddy to wait a moment.

“Girls, Coach Masterson talked to the other coach's and they agreed to let you have the time off for your AACT trips. She says to have fun.”

Looking at daddy. “I was mentioning how the girls were when they were waiting on the call from the AACT. Not sleeping, nobody could talk on the phone.”

Nodding, “Yep, they were bad. CJ went to his friends. Just to get away from them.” Daddy came up behind me and hugged me. I just smiled.

“Do you blame us?” Lynn added. “It was the greatest thing to ever happen to Me and Allison. Well up until now for her.” She just gave a cheesy smile.

I knew what she meant. Me having my baby.

The clock struck 8.

“Hey I gotta go. See ya when you guys get back. I'll make sure we practice the new stuff.” Shelby left.

Lynn looked at me, “We had better get packed.”

I nodded. Then followed her upstairs.

“Standard competition equipment. Week long.” I told her.

“OK.” I turned into my room and Lynn went to hers.

I pulled out my gear bag. I began pulling out my clothes. Panties, bras, socks, a couple pairs of shoes, My bikini. I packed mostly shorts and competition t shirts. I did pull out a nice dress to pack. My casual AACT uniform and pulled my competition uniform from the closet. Hanging it on the hook next to the door.

After using the bathroom. I made sure I packed my hair ribbons, my make up went next. Good thing they didn't want us to show up with it. If we need it for when we land we can do it on the plane. Also change into our casual uniform too, if the need arises.

I checked my Sig in my purse. All ready to go. I put in three boxes of ammo. I also grabbed my 1911 with ammo, a couple knives. My slim one always goes with me like the sig. Everywhere but on the competition mat.

I grabbed some travel size toothpaste, Quite a few hair ribbons so I will have enough. My toothbrush will wait till after I am finished tomorrow morning. Being that we won't need makeup until we get there. I'll pack it. All my sundries went in my make up case. Which also had secret compartments. As all my luggage was provided by the program as was Lynn's.

In our luggage, we can have complete arsenal that no one would find or detect. My pink gear bag with the AACT logo. Was ready to go I just needed to clip my make up case to it. Then I am ready to go.

“What are you taking?” My sister came in.

“Clothes, shoes, my bikini”

“You are such a smart ass.”

Smiling, “Damn right I am,”

She just gave me a raspberry.

“Fine, just my carry and my 1911. plus a couple knives.”

“How many is a couple?” She asked.

With a sly little smirk. “five”

Giggling, “Seven” she held up 7 fingers.

I giggled too.

We both went down stairs to be with our parents for the rest of the evening. We watched a movie. Then after the early news we both said our good nights, took care of our personal business. Then headed to bed. Little miss Emily was being a good girl. Maybe trying to get into Mommy's good graces. So I will lessen her grounding. It maybe working. Probably will go away completely once I am able to hold her. Can't wait.

I drifted off to sleep thinking about being able to hold my daughter for the first time.

“Allison, Allison, Wake up honey.” I was gently shaken.

“HUH” I moaned.

“Time to get up.” It was mom.

“UH, OK Momma.”

“I woke you a little earlier than Lynn so you can get a shower.”

“Thanks, Mom.” I grabbed my robe and hit the shower.

I was half way through when I heard a bang on the door. Then Lynn yell. “It's Monday I am supposed to shower first.”

“Then talk to mom, She woke me up early so I can take it.”

“Fine, Just hurry up.”

“Oh, Take my time. Gee thanks Sis.”

“UH.”

It only took 5 more minutes to finish. I put on my body lotion. Dried off. Wrapped my hair in a towel.

“Lynn, I'm done.” I called as I disappeared into my room.

“About time.” She slammed the bathroom door.

Oh, Well. I sat down at my make up table and did my hair. Fixing it proper for the All American Cheer team.

Thankfully I don't need to do my make up. I would have to redo it at least twice.

I gathered my stuff. Grabbed my purse. Put my gear bag also over my shoulder. Picked up my uniform and headed downstairs. I hung my uniform on the coat hook in the hall. Grabbed breakfast. Just something light I thought as I will sitting most all day. But then again my metabolism was altered in the program so I can eat anything and not gain any. Well that was as it would have been. Then again I am preggers and am eating for two. I had a normal meal as to not get Miss Emilia upset. I relaxed and drank my apple juice as Lynn came down similar to me. Shorts and a AACT tank top. We will both wear our pink jackets.

Lynn sat down and ate as I moved to the living room. To wait. Quarter to 7 both mom and dad told us we were ready to go. We piled into Mom's Lincoln and took off.

The farther we got from home the more traffic was building heading into the city. Twenty after 8 we pulled into the willow run airport. We followed the signs for the visiting aircraft parking area. In front of one of the hangers was a large plane. Only markings were the tail number and the leasing company information.

Another car was parked there. I noticed some girls milling around the bottom of the stairs, 5 of them.

“OK, here we are girls. Just let us know when we need to come pick you up. Have fun.” Daddy said.

Mom however got out and gave us both a hug. “Be careful girls. We love you both.”

“I love you too. We both called to mom. As we hurried to the plane. We first put our uniforms and other stuff away. Our uniforms were all hung on a clothes rack. Our bags were kept behind our seats. There were about 30 or so seats in this plane. It gave us room to move around. Our seats actually converted into beds.

I was looking around when I heard, “Well Hello, Girls.?”

We turned to see who it was. It was Mrs. Styles.

“Hi, Mrs. Styles, Why are you here?”

“I am a chaperon, I am going too.”

“You are still active?” I asked.

“I sure am.”

“Oh, Cool.”

“OK, girls take a seat we will be leaving soon.” Coach Knopp called.

Mrs. Styles went with the other coaches and support people. Me and Lynn found a seat. Buckling our belts. The hostess closed the door. I just relaxed. The plane started up.

We headed for the wild blue yonder. Once we were able to move around. I went to talk with my friends. I stopped and talked with Molly and Charli who were the other fliers. I told them about both me and Lynn getting on the school varsity team. They had also gotten on their junior high squad.

“So how is the little one doing?” Molly asked.

“She is fine, sometimes she can be a pain.” I put my hand on my belly. We talked until Dr. Higgins came over.

“Allison, can I see you for a minute?”

“Sure, Dr.” I walked with him.

We walked over to an empty seat. “Have a seat.”He said.

“So how is the pregnancy going so far.”

“Fine, nothing to compare it too, Emily can be a pain sometimes. She kicks me and lays on my bladder sometimes. Other than that. Glad to be over morning sickness.”

“That is good to hear. Let me have a listen.”

I lifted my tank top to show my belly. He placed a stethoscope on a couple places.

“Well, Her heart rate is good. You are starting to get a firm abdomen. You should start showing within the next 2 weeks.”

Giving a huge smile. I thanked him and returned to my seat. As we were landing somewhere in Wisconsin to pick up a couple more girls. I just read the latest copy of Teen Cheer magazine. Always a few good articles in there. I have a subscription to it as do all the members of the team. Lynn also subscribes to Cheer. The parent mag to Teen Cheer. It is mostly collage and pro teams cheer-leading. After two more stops, we had the whole team. And we were heading to California.

I talked with some other girls. About an hour out. Coach Scott stood up to address us.

“Well girls, we are an hour out. So go ahead and get your game face on.” She continued. As we worked on our makeup. “We are going to land at Santa Monica airport. A company bus will meet us and take us to our hotel at Disneyland. There has been reports of a human trafficking ring operating in the LA area. Over a dozen girls ages 6-18 have gone missing. We know our mission. When one of us are taken, wait to eliminate the threat. Until you have met with other captives. See if you can take out the whole ring, if you can. Everybody understand.”

A choirs of Yes, Mrs. Scott, was heard. We continued with our make up. We had all finished before we even got told we were landing.

We landed and was directed to the terminal. We stopped and the plane shut down. Stairs were brought out. We grabbed our luggage and uniforms and headed for the bus.

When I saw the bus. It looked like a pile. But being it was a company bus. Looks were deceiving. I was designed that way. It looked that it would break down any second. Leave us stranded at any number of places, all great for getting abducted.

With a literal bang we took off. Slowly heading on to I-10 then struggling to get back up to speed once we merged onto the 405. We started getting into traffic. I heard the bus driver say he knew a short cut. Getting onto Manchester Ave. We lurched our way along.

After a couple of big bangs coming from the back of the bus. We felt the engine stop. We were able to get to the side of the road. Right in front of a gas station and a porn shop. Perfect for getting abducted. Coach Knopp talked to the bus driver. Then he discussed something with the other adults.

“Well girls.” Coach Scott started. “looks like we are here for a while. They have no other buses available. And it will be at least a hour before we get a mechanic to come take a look at it. Hopefully fix it.”

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Coach Patterson, stood. “I suggest getting comfy, we may be here for a bit.”

The whole squad, moaned.

“What was that?”

There was just silence.

“I thought so.”

“Coach?” It was Kaylie.

“Yes, Kaylie” Coach Scott answered.

“Couldn't we get out. Without the bus running it will get hot in here. The windows will only do so much. We can go to the store and get something to drink.”

Coach Scott turned to the others. After a minute or two. “We don't see anything wrong with that. Just don't go alone. OK.”

A choirs of “Yes, Coach” was heard. All ten of us filed off the bus. Purses in hand heading to the store. The three of us flyers stayed together. Charli, Molly and I ventured into the store. Lynn hung out with some of the other girls.

I could feel the eyes on me from the creeps standing in front of the porn shop. One grabbing his crotch yelling I got something for you girls. Me like a couple girls in front of us moved our hand towards our purse. Knowing full well what they wanted to do. Just like I did. Give him a reason to grab his crotch.

The three of us just skipped ahead. Not a care, just in our own world. Just the way we wanted to project. We truly were totally aware of everything going on around us. We looked around the store. Typical convenience store. Like some places in Detroit the clerk was behind bullet proof glass. I purchased a Gatorade while the other two bought Pepsi's.

We were standing in what little shade the building gave. Talking with Charli and Molly. We were the closest to the back of the building.

“What was that? Molly asked. As she turned to look.

“What?” Charli added.

“Sounds like a puppy?”

Softly, “that old ruse. These guys must be amateurs?”

“Well lets take the bait.” Charli stated. She gave slight nod to one of the other girls, who just smiled.

Molly, Charli and I walked behind the store. We saw what looked like a little dog under the front tires of a gray panel van. Charli gave me a sideways glance.

As saying, “It should have free candy painted on it.”

I gave a small snicker.

“Hey, Looks girls. It is a puppy maybe it is trapped.”Molly offered.

The three of us rushed up to were the “puppy” was. we could tell at first sight it wasn't real. As we go past the side door it opened and three guys jumped out and grabbed us. Putting chloroformed rags over our mouths. We pretended to black out.

All three of us went limp in the arms of our captors. We were roughly dragged into the van, hoods put over our heads,our hands taped together. Thrown on a bare mattress, together. We were taught, when we are placed together. Try and get close together. Charli was first to be thrown, then me then Molly.

When I landed. I made sure I used the momentum to bring myself close to Charli. As did Molly. We were able to communicate silently. We felt the van start and we took off. We drove for a little over an hour. We did get stuck in traffic. We heard the driver curse in an Russian accent.

Just before we stopped we heard one of them say, that we should be waking up soon. So we should be able to be escorted to the room not have to be carried. As soon as the van stopped and backed up. Lurching to a stop. We began to pretend to wake up.

“Whaaaaa happpppppen” I heard Molly say.

“I cccccaaan't see.” I called.

“Me either.” Charli pretended to be the most awake of us. At this time. She started crying.

Moving my head, “Hey, there's something on our heads.” I attempted to pull off.

“Neyett.” I was poked with a gun. “don't”

I stopped and began crying too. As did Molly.

“who are you?” Molly sniffled. What do you want?”

In a heavy Russian accent, “Your new masters. You do what we say, you will not be hurt.”

“What d ya mean?” I said in my scared voice.

Someone grabbed my hair and pulled me out of the van. I sobbed harder. I so wanted to spin and take out this assholes knee. Make him walk like a flamingo. But we had our orders. Wait, for the higher ups.

All three of us were pushed forward. I knew that both Molly and Charli knew when the next shove would happen. As did I. Our training enhanced our senses. I was shoved, nearly getting slammed against a wall. I stopped my nose being tickled by it. I pretended to hit it.

“Ouch” I yelled.

For that I was jabbed in the ribs. “Tikily.......... Quiet.”

We were taken into a building to the lower level. Through a couple of door. Then shoved into another room and the hood ripped off at the same time. All three of us landed in a pile on the floor. Charli was on the top of the pile she ran to the closed door. Pounding on it. Let us go she yelled.

A scared voice came from the darkness. “Save your breath. It does no good.”

“You do it too much they will come and slap you around.” Another voice said.

My eyes adjusting to what little light was in the room. I noticed a couple of girls on the bottom of a bunk bed. The room had 2 bunk beds, a sink, and a toilet. A mirror next to the door we were shoved in. Nothing else.

“Hi, I am Susie, this is Wendy and Connie.” I softly said, giving our alias. “Where are we?”

“Hell” One girl offered.

“I 'm Haylee, and this is Zoe.”

“How long have you been here.”

“What day is it?” Haylee asked.

“Monday” Molly told them.

“5 days.”

“Has it been just you two here?”

“No, we have had 6 other girls come and go.”

“6 others. Where did they go?”

“Don't know just some big guy in a mask comes in grabs them puts a hood on their head drags them out.”

I figured that the mirror was a two way mirror. My back to it I signaled Molly and Charli to check it.

“god, your hair is so messed up.”Charli told Molly.

Molly went to the mirror and checked her hair. “Your right it is a mess.” She turned and gave a slight nod. Letting us know that it is indeed a two way mirror. They can watch what we are doing.

I sat on the bunk were Haylee and Zoe were hiding. “That mirror is two way. They can see us through it.” I said quietly.

Molly nodded ever so slightly to me. I started crying hysterically, “I wanna go home. I want my mom and dad.”

I made sure I was the center of attention. As Molly pretended to curl up in the corner by the side of the window. Hugging her knees. She placed her ear to the wall, listening to anything that was out there.
As I had my crying fit I watched Molly. She moved her two finger indicating walking. The held up four fingers. Meaning there were at least four people outside the room. Then she indicated a female and one. Meaning one female also. Molly indicated for me to be quiet. I stopped and sniffled. She moved her hand as talking.

I fell to the bed. Charli came over to comfort me. She rubbed my back with her right hand. While she had her left down by my side. Passing on what Molly was signaling.

Charli signaled me that all but one had left. “Hey are you going to be alright.”

“No but I am alright. For now.”

Charli moved over to Molly. Kneeling down, “Hey come on. Get off this nasty floor.” She pulled Molly to her feet and guided her to where I was.

We kind of huddled together. Haylee and Zoe wondered what was happening.

We discussed what Molly heard. “It was 4 men and a woman. They wondered why we had on our make up. Then realized we were cheerleaders.”

“They are not to bright are they?” I mentioned. “It is on each of our tops and on Connie's butt.”

“The woman sound familiar” Molly continued. “She was saying being we are athletic we should bring top dollar.”

“So this is a child trafficking ring.”

“She asked if the big boss is going to come and check the new girls. One of the guys says that normally he doesn't but being we picked up 3 Cheerleaders he would be down. To check us out. Seems like he has a thing for cheerleaders.”

“Oh, goody.” Charli rubbed her hands together. “I just love when the boss is also a perv. So much more fun.”

“Sure is.” Molly agreed. So did I.

“What do you guys mean?” Haylee shyly questioned.

We looked at each other. Nodded. Molly began. “We are specially trained for situations such as this.”

“So you are here to rescue us.” Zoe asked.

“We are hear to eliminate the threat to young ladies.”

“When we make our move,we will try and find information on where other girls were sold too. Take them out too.”

All of the sudden a bang came to the door. A large tray was slid through a latched opening. A voice with a Russian accent, “Eat”

“I was wondering how we were going to be fed.” I got up and picked up the tray. The food on the tray looked eatable. My enhanced smell picked up on something that wasn't right.

I set it on the other bottom bunk. Looking at Molly and Charli. Gave a slight nod. Indicating something in the food was drugged. The three of us. Went over to the food. Picked up two of the five plates. The smell didn't come from the plates of food. We set a plate down for Zoe and Haylee.

When I returned to get a plate for myself. I also grabbed a cup of milk. The smell was coming from the milk.

Setting my plate back on the tray. “Don't these people know about being lactose intolerant.” As I poured it down the drain.

Molly did the same. Saying it looked like it was whole milk and she only drinks skim 1% milk.

Then Charli started teasing Molly about here then have my milk its good for you. Charli shoved the cup in Molly's face, She pushed it away, the cup slipped out of her hands into the toilet.

“See what you made me do?”

“I'm sorry.”

Charli smiled and nodded.

By the time we had gotten rid of the drugged milk. Haylee and Zoe had came out of the corner. And began eating. Just as Zoe lifted her cup to take a drink.

Very quietly, I told her. “You had better not drink that they have drugged it.”

“What?” She began shaking.

“Stop, listen to me. You need to pretend that nothing is wrong. Put the cup down.”

“UH, ooookkkkkkk.”

“You two need to listen to us.” Molly started. Very quietly. As she ate. “The rest of the food is alright. We are your best chance on getting out of here.”

“Just relax. We have everything thought out.”

“I hope you are right. Because I wanna go home.”

We relaxed, and ate. It was in silence but Molly, Charli, and I had the gray matter working overtime. As we ate we talked using hand signals. We need to get someone by the mirror again. To listen, then figure out just how many are out there.

The three of us got into a heated conversation. With Molly accusing me of causing all this.

Charli, taking her side.

I just up and hollered at them. “Fine then leave me alone.”I moved to the corner by the mirror, I just hugged my legs to my chest. With a sad expression. I leaned my left ear to the wall.

I heard like someone was pacing. His foot falls were not that heavy. Meaning that he didn't weight that much. Another approached the mirror. His foot steps heavy and kind of clumsy sounding.

“Where is the other one?” The second one asked. A heavy Russian accent.

“She had a fight with the her friends and then moved. She is sitting right down here in the corner. You can barely see her.”

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I listened some more. I counted 10 different foot falls. At least one woman. I heard the high heels. Molly was correct she did sound familiar.

I sat there for almost an hour. By the sound of it one guy got caught jerking off. I'll bite that little fellow off. If he get that thing near me.

All the time I relayed the information I learned, to Molly and Charli. I heard a door close and a couple guys running.

One Guy covering his ass. Every other word was sorry. To this new guy. His foot falls sounded different. The rest of the people outside seemed to treat him like he was the authority. So this must be the boss. The perv who has a thing for cheerleaders. We'll give him a demonstration he'll never forget.

I signaled to Molly that she needed to call me back.

“Suzie, We are sorry. Come on back over here.” Charli called.

“Only if Wendy says she is sorry.” I pouted.

I could tell it was hard for both of them to keep a straight face.

“OK, Suzie. I am sorry.”

Getting up. “That is better.” I joined them on the bed.

I told then what I heard. Lastly that the boss was here. Charli just gave a Cheshire cat smile.

Barely above a whisper, “So, I wonder when the fun will begin.”

There was another knock, someone said, “Tray” Molly picked up the food tray and placed it on the floor by the door.

We heard the latch and a gorilla looking hand and arm pulled it away.

There was a single glass block window high up between the beds. It at least let us know whither or not is was day or night.

About an half hour later. The door opened, two guys in masks came.

“You three come with us.” they ordered. Pointing at us. “Somebody wants to meet you.”

Hoods were put on our heads, and we were lead out. We went about 30 ft to an elevator. We were shoved in and it began to move.

I figure with the speed of the elevator we were on the fifth floor.

There seemed to be a padding under our feet. It must be carpeting. Plush at that. We were taken down a couple halls. Then stopped and we heard a door open.

“About time, the boss isn't used to waiting.”

“We had to wait till one finished using the toilet.”

'Yes, I thought. you would too if you had miss Emily pushing on your bladder.'

“ Ok, you may leave.” the lady told the two guys.

“You sure.” One of our escorts asked.

“Just wait down the hall. I can more than handle these three.”

They both grunted and left, closing the door.

The bags were pulled off. A cheap cheerleader uniform was thrust into our hands. “Put these on. No panties.” The lady said. We could barely see the woman in the darkened room.

We began to turn around. And she says. “don't. Stay facing me. You ain't got anything I ain't got.”

God, her voice sounds so familiar.

“The procedure sure turned you boys into cute girls. I see that you are not starting to show, Allison.”

“Ms. Clark?” We all whispered.

“In the flesh.” She moved forward so we could see her better.

Damn, if it wasn't Ms. Clark.

“What are you doing here?” Molly asked.

“I'm undercover. In a minute or two I will be giving you to the big boss. You need to show him a GOOD time. Make it his last. This guy has beat 3 trials. He needs to go, Red four two is authorized”

We all recognized the red 42 is the termination code.

“We will comply.”

“This sleaze ball likes young cheerleaders. That is why this was arranged. We knew if he had the chance to take a cherry from a young cheerleader. He wouldn't pass it up. Well that is excluding our mother to be.”

“Yes, Ms. Clark.” we all said.

“OK, follow me.” Ms. Clark lead the way out of the room. Through another door into what seemed like a huge bedroom. It was quite elegant. On the huge bed was a scrawny man. Stroking his dick. It was big.

“Sir, I have brought the cheerleaders for you. Dressed as ordered.”

“Thank you Miss, Yeh. I will call when I am done.”

“Yes, Sir.” Ms. Clark left.

We acted like we didn't know what to do. He wore a mask. He was still playing with his big cock.

“Come on girls. Don't pretend not to know what to do.”

We each got a wicked smile. And slowly moved towards the bed. Charli went to the left side, Molly the right. I went up the middle. We each crawled on to the bed.

This sleaze stopped his stroking. Letting Molly take over. Then I joined then charli. The three of us, began licking his hard cock. This was driving him insane with pleasure. He grabbed both Charli and Molly's legs pulling them so he could fondle each of them.

As they continued to give him oral pleasure. On one of the licks up his shaft. Molly told me to go.

Sliding off the bed. I sexually walked up towards him. His eyes locked on to my body. As I lifted my short skirt. And rubbed my pussy. He looked like a puppy dog drooling over a bone.

He went to move his hand and reach for me. I just pushed it back and shook my head. He resumed playing with Molly's crotch. As I got to the head of the bed. I took my wet finger from my pussy and offered to him. He greedily licked and sucked my fingers.

I climbed into the bed, I straddled his chest. I lifted my skirt and played with my pussy. Just teasing him. I would move my hand as if to offer him some of my juices. But quickly pulled it away putting it in my own mouth. After doing that a couple times. I gave him the old school girl pout. My index finger in my mouth.

I grabbed the head board and planted my crotch right on his nose and mouth. I let him lick a little. He did OK. Heather has been the best so far.

As I faked my heavy breathing, I was able to get a one, two, and three, Now.

Charli and Molly moved to trap his arms, under them. Using their whole body weight to trap them. I just put covered his nose and mouth with my crotch. I too put my whole body weight to close off his breathing.

A few seconds later he started to panic. I just clamped my thighs around his head. As he thrashed about. Molly and Charli both use a pressure point on his arms to keep them still. He thrashed about. I just kept his head trapped between my legs.

He bucked and thrashed trying to get free of our attack. Finally he went still. Reaching down behind me I checked for a pulse. There was none. Getting off I straightened the cheap cheerleader costume. Charli and Molly did the same. We searched the room as we waited for Ms. Clark to return. We found a coupe 9mm pistols. One in each nightstand. A huge wad of cash.

We heard a creak. Me and Molly turned, a 9mm in our hand.

Ms. Clark looked out.

“This phase is complete.” Charli told her. Ms. Clark motioned for us to come.

In the dressing room. We changed back into the cloths we had on before.

Softly, “The two goons who brought you up are at the end of the hall.” She produced two pistols one she gave to Charli. “Now, you need to act scared,upset hurt. While I lead you down the hall. Place your hands behind your back. Once we get close take them out.”

We all nodded our understanding.

Ms. Clark opened the door to the hall. “Come on you three. You can rest in the room. MOVE, NOW.”

The two goons, turned at the sound of her voice. They gave a sly chuckle. Almost saying,I bet the boss really tired them out.

The three of us walked in front of Ms, Clark. When we were about 5 feet from them. I gave Molly a sideways glance and a nod. We both pulled the 9mms out and gave each guy a 158gn brain tumor.

As we passed them. We were sure they were dead, there was blood leaking from the hole in each of their foreheads.

As we turned the corner towards the elevator. Another guy came from the other side of the floor. Molly put a hole in his forehead as he reached for his gun.

“That should be it for this floor. All the other guards. Will be in the basement.” Ms. Clark said.

“We accomplished our mission. Is taking out the guards an additional mission.” Charli questioned.

“It is part of the original mission, eliminate everyone involved.” Ms. Clark pushed the elevator call button.

The four of us were ready when the doors opened. The carriage that opened was empty.

Getting in, Ms.Clark used a badge to allow the elevator to go all the way to the basement. Non stop.

Again we took up positions inside the elevator. Again ready for anything. The door opened to an empty hall. Slowly we moved down the hall. At each branch. We made sure no one was there or eliminated the threat. With Ms. Clark's help we found 6 other girls. Ages from about 4 to 18.

We also found a room for perverts. It was a bedroom made up for a girl. Pink canopy bed. Books, toys. From the outside we were able to see in. it had a camera filming an older guy who was in the process of molesting a girl about 8. the girl was crying and telling the guy to stop. He told her to shut up. And continued. When she cried even more he up and slapped her.

Saying, “Mary, you are my property now I will do what I want to you.”

“My name is Beth, not Mary.” The girl cried.

“Your name is Mary from now on.” She struggled under his grip.

Ms. Clark motioned for us to follow her. “follow my lead.”

Ms. Clark knocked on a door. A gruff voice, “What?” it was the door to the room.

Ms. Clark opened the door, “Sir, we just got in some new girls and wonder if you would care for any of them.”

This old pervert turned with is pants down. Looking at us. “Fuck no, I like them younger.”

“That is what we thought.” Molly put a bullet in his perverted brain. The girl screamed as they guy slumped over her. It took all four of us to get the fat fucker off of the young girl. We calmed her down.

The final 5 goons were taken care of. One had heard the shots and came around the corner. Gun drawn. In a lightening fast move. Molly kicked the gun from his hand. Then on the return. She knocked him down. I gave him a 158gn brain tumor as he tried to get up. Another pervert was also taken care of. Ms. Clark. Pulled out a cell phone. And dialed.

“Yes, I was driving by 24753 Philmore and heard shots fired. Sounded like they came from the basement.”

“Yes, it was quite a few that I heard. Yes, My name is Marcy Miller.” she dropped the phone.

We told the girls that they were safe and the police would be there shortly to get them back to their parents.

We left the building and made it to Ms. Clark's car. We had just pulled onto the side street when 3 cop cars came around the corner. Nearly taking out us in the process. They turned down the alley.

As we turned on the main street. 4 cop cars had pulled upfront. Ms. Clark pulled out another cell phone.

“Delta, Mike, three, seven, five. Central mission 35 alpha complete. 17 eliminated. 10 rescued. Operatives, bravo one four, tango one nine, and Echo zero five. Functioned perfectly. Out.”

Ms. Clark took us to the hotel by Disneyland. Dropping us off. She told us she would complete the report.

As we walked in Mrs. Styles was waiting for us.

“Miss, Wilson, Miss Evers, and Miss Rorcheski it is about time you showed up. All the other girls are in their rooms. You three will room together, room 541.” She gave us our key card.

“Since you are the last ones I will take you to your room.” We followed Mrs.Styles to the elevator.

Once the door was closed. “How was the mission?”

“Complete, 17 Red four twos. 10 rescued. Went like clock work.” Molly briefed her.

“That is what I like to hear. Good job ladies.”

Upon reaching our floor, We followed her to our room. Our uniforms and luggage were already there.

As Mrs. Styles turned to leave. “Mrs. Styles. Which room is my sister in?”

“Allison, your sister is in 546.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Styles.”

Molly did a front handspring to land on the first bed.

“We got dibs on the second bed.” I called.

“Allison, Do you have a mouse in your pocket?” Charli asked.

“No, a baby in the belly.”

“OK, you two can have the other bed.” Molly told us.

Looking in the mirror. My makeup was ruined. But I still was cute. “God, that bag on my head really messed up my makeup.”

I clean my face and fixed my makeup. Then went down to let Lynn know I was OK.

I bounced down the hallway. Not a worry in the world. I stopped in front of 546 and knocked.

Lynn was the one who opened the door. “ Allison, your back. What happened?”

I went in and told Lynn and Heather the story of what happened. From the fake puppy to the food to taking out the boss then the goons and perverts.

The rest of the week we attended classes,and gave demonstrations. We did our complete show routine a couple of times during the week. About 4 each evening we got a chance to take the monorail to Disneyland. It was great. We had to wear our casual uniforms while at the park. We girls were told to wear our shorts. We had a great time. All that week Disneyland was full of cheerleaders. There were squads from all over the world. Everywhere you looked at the park you saw a cheerleader. Our last day was Friday. We got back on the bus, this time a better one. Then flew home.

We got back on the plane heading home. Me, Molly, and Charli were briefed. The mission we were on was huge. We were able to get information on not only buyers but sellers from all over the country. On Saturday, a huge raid was scheduled on homes and businesses where these people operated or lived.

By the time we landed back at Willow run. We were beat. Mrs. Styles was able to drop us off at home. We walked in the door at 1:35 am. Mom and Dad were still up. I gave them a hug and a kiss. Then dragged my happy pregnant ass up stairs. Used the bathroom and went to bed.

Little miss Emilia was a good girl and let mommy sleep in a little. Not getting to upset if I didn't eat by 8am. She let me go until 8:30 before she got me up. First to use the bathroom, then she was hungry. So I headed down to the kitchen. Daddy was sitting at the table drinking his morning coffee.

“Good Morning, Daddy.”As I passed him to search for breakfast.

“Good Morning, Princess. Surprising you are up already. Being what time you and your sister got in last night.”

“Blame your granddaughter. She is the one who is complaining about being hungry.”

Daddy laughed. “Just wait Alli. You think it is bad now, just wait til she is born.”

“Mommy already told me to expect that. I wasn't as bad as she says was I?”

“True, you were worse.”

“Daddy! I wasn't that bad was I?” I poured a bowl of cereal.

“No, you were a good baby. The trouble began when you got older.”

“I'm sorry, I put you and Mom through all my bull. I am much happier now. Well, both of us.” I rubbed my belly. Noticing it starting to get hard.

“I'm grateful to have two wonderful and beautiful daughters?”

I gave daddy a kiss on the cheek as I walked past with my bowl.”Thank you, daddy.”

“Your welcome, Princess.” He turned back to his coffee and his paper.

Being it was a beautiful sunny day. I sat on the front porch to eat my breakfast. It was nice and peaceful. A cool breeze moved the trees in the front yard. I propped my feet on the railings, and leaned back. Slowly eating. I waved as Paige and her parents drove by in her dad's Denali.

I heard the screen door open. “Here you are?” Lynn said.

“Yep, your niece wanted to eat. I wanted some peace and quiet.”

“Enjoy it while you can. Allison.”

“Jez, have you been talking to mom and dad?”

All Lynn did was smile, then went back inside.

Finishing my breakfast or should I say our breakfast. I took my bowl and washed it.

“Lynn, says that you talked to Dr. Higgins. Did he have any restrictions for you.”

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“He didn't say anything. So I am going to say, nothing right now.”

“Good, let's take our run.”

I changed into some athletic gear. Me and Lynn did the block across the street. As normal just at a leisurely pace.

Since we finally have our other shower, there wasn't a mad run to see who got to shower first. Lynn was able to use the new shower. Which I wanted to. Oh, well. Next time, but at least I didn't have to wait. Daddy had said they put in a on-demand water heater so didn't have to worry about Lynn using up all the hot water.

Drying off I got dressed. Today I wore a maroon top with White skirt. As I put on my bra it was really tight. Looks like I will have to shop for a new one. The skirt had a decorative belt with it. I could barely fasten it. Once fastened somebody had a fit. So, I had to take it off.

Am I showing, I didn't think so. But when I stood in profile in the mirror on the back of my door told me other wise. It wasn't really much but it was their none the less. My baby belly was starting to show.

With a smile, I rubbed my belly. “Well, Miss Emily you are getting big. Soon enough you will be joining the world.” And with that I got a kick.

“Miss Emilia Laurain Wilson you think that is funny huh. No matter what grandpa says. I could still ground you till you are 18. How would you like that Missy?”

She must have decided that she didn't want to be grounded and she calmed down. So I left the belt off and grabbed a pair of sandals and headed down stairs.

“Hi, Alli, Good Morning.”

“Good morning Momma. Can we go to the store today. I am needing a new bra.”

“What is wrong with the bras you have?”

“They are to small.” I pulled down the front of my shirt to show my boobs were barely fitting. “See.”

Mom stepped over and looked. “Well it does look like you are needing a new one.”

“Yeah, and this too.” I pulled both sides of my shirt to tighten it across my belly. I turned side ways.

“Oh, My baby's baby bump is starting.” Mom said and rubbed my belly.

“How about we finally go to the maternity store?” Mom asked. I have been trying to avoid that place.

“Yeah, I guess so.”

“Allison, We can get there as soon as they open. So, we shouldn't have many other customers.”

Again, “I guess.”

“Let me get dressed and we can go.” Mom headed to her room to get ready.

I sat on the porch again, enjoying the weather. As I waited. Mom came out ready. I had already grabbed my purse. We took off for the mall.

“Allison, why are you not wanting to go to the maternity store.”

I kind of swept my hands over myself. “What do you see?”

“My 11 year old daughter.”

“You hit the nail on the head. I am 11. Eleven year old girls are not usually some of the females that get pregnant. I just don't want to be harassed, about it.”

“So what. It is your father, mine and your choice that you are keeping the baby. You were tricked into having sex. It happened.”

“Yeah, you are right almost. It was the programs choice that I become preggers.”

“True.”

Mom pulled into the Twelve Oaks Mall parking lot. I was quite full for being just before they opened. But we were able to get a close parking spot. We strolled into the mall and straight for the maternity store. As we approached They were just opening the security shutters.

We waited a little as two ladies pulled a couple things out for display. We followed them back inside.

“Good Morning, Ladies. How may we help you?”

“We are just looking around a little.” I beat mom to the answer.

There were a lot of cute baby things. Things that would look adorable on Miss Emily. We wound up over in the maternity clothes section. Mom was looking at the bras. I think looking for my current size.

One of the sales ladies came over. “Can I help you find your size?”

“26A” Mom told her.

“Ma'am, I am sorry to say, you do look like a C cup. 36C.”

“OH, I am not the one having the baby, it is my daughter. Ali” She called me over.

“Yeah, Mom.” I stepped up to her. My cheer smile on my face.

“What size bra are you wearing.”

“I think it is a 28A. Anyway it is too small.”

“Sorry, Ma'am. But you are pregnant?” the sales lady asked skeptically.

With a shy smile. “Yeah, I am. Her name is Emily.”

“May I ask. How old are you?”

“I'm eleven. Be twelve in a month.” I answered with confidence.

The sales lady gave mom a strange look. I knew what that meant How did I get pregnant.

“She was at cheer camp and an older boy talked her into having intercourse.” Mom told her.

“I understand, Let's get you set up with what you need. I don't keep the smaller sizes on the floor but let me grab one from the back.”

“Thank you.” We both acknowledged.

A couple minutes later the sales lady returned. With a couple of bras.”

“Please come with me. I will get you sized properly.” Me and Mom followed the lady to a backroom.

“Go ahead and remove your top.” She grabbed a measuring tape.

She measured me right under my breasts. She had me take off my bra. It actually felt good. That bra was too small. The lady took another measurement.

Doing some calculations. “Your are currently a 30B. No wonder it is uncomfortable.” She went through the bras she had gotten.

“AH, here we are. A 30B.” She handed it to me.

I slipped it on. I actually had room to breathe. It fit perfect. Then again my other bras did too just after I became a girl. “It is perfect. I can breathe now.” The bra wasn't just a boring plain one. It was a pretty white with lace.

“Do you have two more in her sized?” Mom inquired.

“Let me check?” She left as mom clipped off the tag and handed me my top.

She returned to the room. “I actually have 3 more in her size. But these are nursing bras. Are you going to breast feed?”

I wasn't sure, I haven't been asked that. “I guess so. Unless I am told I can't.”

Mom just gave me a big smile.

“These have a snap and can expose your breasts without any trouble.”

One was white, one pink and the last one a lighter pink. I looked at mom.

“We will take them. Here is the tag for the one she has on.”

“Anything else?”

“Mom, can we look around. There might be somethings that Emily can't live without.”

“Oh, things that Emily can't live without. Huh.” Mom inquired.

“Well.” I just smiled.

“Ladies, take your time. I'll have these items at the counter.” The sales girl told us.

So, that is what me and mom did. Some shopping for my daughter. We found all kinds of pretty things for her. Grandma was worse though. She picked up a lot more.

When we checked out we had 5 bags. Mostly what mom brought. We finished and headed home.

After mom parked her car in the garage. We carried Emily's new stuff into the house.

Daddy was reading the Sunday paper. Looking up. “What you'd buy out the store?” He teased.

Not missing a beat, “Yep, sure did, they deliver the rest tomorrow.” Mom teased back.

Daddy just rolled his eyes and shook his head. Going back to reading the paper.

We took all the things up to my daughters room. Where I put everything away. Nice and neat.

Once finished. I took my new bras to my room. Also putting them away in the proper drawer. I guess the pregnancy hormones really affected the procedure as I was beat. I wound up falling asleep in the rocker.

I was awoken by a flash, Mom was standing by my door. Holding her phone. “That is such a sweet picture.” She showed it to me. It looked like I was staring at the ceiling with both my hands on my baby belly.

“we'll have to show that to Emily when she gets older.” Mom commented. I just smiled. The cat nap I took helped.

The rest of Sunday went by as normal. I helped Lynn with some cheer routine planning. Shelby had to go to her grandparents so she wasn't able to come over. We worked with a dry erase board. Xs, Os and lines all over to erase them and start over. We had already worked up some routines for the side lines at the games, just basic stuff.

We worked until dinner. We did work a little after dinner. But soon, just called it and went in to relax. Lynn and I both got changed into our Pjs. We wound up watching a chick flick on cable. Daddy even watched it.

As normal we watched the news and went to bed after the weather. The national part of the news talked about a child sex slave ring that was eliminated. The news reporting that it was a large group of highly trained mercenaries.

I couldn't help but giggle. When I heard that. When it was only three tween girls who actually did it.

“Something you want to add, Allison?” Daddy asked.

“I think it is great what happened to those sleaze balls.” I responded.

“Yeah,” Lynn added.

“Well they should have left them to the authorities.” Daddy stated.

“”Why? Then some high priced lawyer can get them off with probation. Then going back to doing the same thing to girls. No they got what they deserved.”

It looked like Daddy was going to ask another question. But he didn't. I think the parents are briefed on not asking to many questions. Especially about the program.

Once the weather was over I headed up to bed. But as normal Emily told me I had to go potty first. Which I did and brushed my teeth. Crawling into bed I was out for the count.

The alarm I had set for 8 am went off. I sleepily headed to the bathroom. By the time I was done. I had gotten my energy. The little miss I was carrying in my belly. Didn't act like she was starved. So I put on a running skirt, Panties, a sports bra, and tank top. I could hear Lynn, she seemed to be doing the same. I met her on the front porch, We stretched and headed out. We did the block north of us across Bennet St.

We had the usual boys watching us. Walking down to the Reid's driveway to cool down, once we got back. Lynn had told me that Cheer practice is at 11 today. Shelby would be here to pick us up at 10:30. We hit the shower, dressed in Black yoga shorts, a sports bra, and Disneyland Cheer tank top. Luckily my sports bras just held me a little more secure.

Mom had made me and Lynn breakfast, pancakes, bacon, and juice. Which made my daughter happy. We both finished in plenty of time to do the breakfast dishes for mom.

For the remainder of the time until Shelby showed up, we broke out the white board again. Going over some of the ideas we worked on yesterday. Some basic side line cheers, something to get the crowd going. Since that is our job as cheerleaders.

Right at 10:30 Shelby showed up. We grabbed our purses, the white board, and markers. The three of us. Well 4 of us, headed to school. Shelby pulled in just after Mrs. Masterson arrived. Grabbing out stuff we caught up with her going into the school.

“Good Morning, Mrs. Masterson.”

“Oh, good Morning, girls. How was your trip, Allison and Lynn?”

Lynn answered, “It was good. It was a lot of performances.”

“Yeah, but we got to visit Disneyland after we were done.” I said as we followed Mrs. Masterson to the gym.

“Lets get set up.” Mrs. Masterson looked around. “Wait a minute. On second thought. Let's practice outside today, Hang tight.” She went to her office.

Mrs. Masterson returned with a piece of paper and some tape. We followed her out to the football stadium. She had taped a note to the door saying cheer practice was out at the stadium.

Me, Lynn, Mrs. Masterson and Shelby went over the routines We had worked on. Mrs. Masterson was quite impressed.

The white board helped Lynn explain the different routines. Where each person was, what they are doing, and when.

The rest of the squad showed up. Shelby let us know what they worked on when we were gone last week. Proper stretching, getting the different positions that we are going to use.

When I showed the scorpion stretch. It surprised a couple girls with my flexibility. My scorpion was perfectly straight up and down. Other than Lynn only Cassidy, Amy and Shelby could do it half as well.

I glanced at Lynn She knew what I was indicating. She gave a unseen nod. The whole squad needed to work on their flexibility.

“OK, looks like we need to work on our flexibility.” Lynn told everyone. She directed them on how to do it. I followed suit. Doing a sitting toe touch, laying my pregnant belly flat on my legs. I opened my legs more and more until they were straight out to the side of my body. Again I lay my belly on my legs. Again some of the girls gasped at my ability.

“It took me 4 months of daily stretching to get this flexible.” I commented smiling. Closing my legs, I arched my back, doing a back walk over to get up.

Lynn mouthed, show off. I just held my cheer smile.

We finished by working on some cheers for the team and a few basic moves.

“Good practice today, girls. Let's do it again tomorrow.” Coach Masterson called. “Unless it rains, we'll have it out here again. Lynn, and Allsion, If you will meet me in the gym, your uniforms are in”

Mrs. Masterson gave us our uniforms. Cardinal red and white, Big R on the shell. Red and white alternating pleats in the skirt.

We gathered up all our stuff. Everyone heading for the parking lot. I was walking with Rebecca. Lynn, Shelby, and Cassidy together.

Shelby drove us home. Shelby and Lynn went to Lynn's room, working on routines I would guess. Of course, being pregnant I had to use the bathroom. Luckily, it wasn't to far, and not bumpy. One or two more bumps, I would have made an embarrassing mess in Shelby's jeep. I made it just in time.

I grabbed one of the baby books, that Mom got me. I sat on the front porch swing reading just enjoying the day. Miss Emilia was moving some. Nothing to uncomfortable.

“My sweet little Emilia Lauran Wilson. You have been such a good girl for mommy. It won't be long before you join this world and I will be able to hold my precious little girl.”

Setting the book beside me. I just slowly swung. Like I was swinging my little girl to sleep. We both fell asleep.

I woke with the sun on my face. With a little lady in my belly telling me she was hungry and she was making mommy need to go. I barely made it to the downstairs bathroom and sat down with the dam burst. That was the closest I have gotten to wetting myself. Once finished, I hit the kitchen. Made myself a sandwich, some carrots, and a glass of milk. I was able to solve both problems.

I joined Lynn and Shelby to see what they came up with. A few good routines. We talked about the regional championship event, that happens towards the end of the school year.

The whole team has been talking and hoped I would be back to school after having Emily. So I could participate too. Being she is due in April I should be. As long as I get clearance from Dr. Reid.

Tuesday flew by. Wednesday was our first day of school. The bus picked us up on the corner of Rosedale and Bennet. It was one block over. Lynn being in High school her bus stop was at the end of our street. Paige came by and we walked to the bus together. There were already 4 kids there. A couple more showed up after us. Paige told me that the bus picks up Riley and Whitley at the next stop. The bus stopped at precisely 7:42. Paige was thrilled that we both had Mrs. G. So I waited with her. After the bell rang and they let us in. She showed me to our classroom.

Being her bubbly self. Paige introduced both of us to Mrs. G.

Mrs. Granjor took me aside. “Is what the principal told me, true? Are you Pregnant?

“Yes, Ma'am. I am pregnant. I am having a little girl. Her name is Emilia Lauran.”

“OK, I just wanted to check. If you have any problems you come talk to me.”

“Yes, Ma'am”

“Go ahead and have a seat.”

I took a seat next to Paige. Our friends Ashlee and Cloe sat by us. We talked up a storm.

Mrs. G started the class after the last bell. She took attendance then we listened to the announcements. Mrs. G told us to listen as they might wind up on a test.

Mrs. G made her own announcements, going over the classroom rules. As she finished. She added. “We have a special young lady in our class this year.”

I thought she was going to tell that I was expecting.

She continued. “Yes, Allison Wilson is very special. She is the youngest member of the Ridgemore Rangerettes varsity Cheer-leading team ever. She and her older sister are also on the prestigious All American Cheer team. She will be wearing her cheerleading uniform on the days when they are required to wear it. Mostly for games. Like this Friday.”

Mrs. G looked over at me, she signaled me to stand up. Which I did. I heard a couple comments about being too small, and such. I didn't worry about them.

Mrs G continued. “And yes she may be missing some parts of the class. It has been cleared by Mrs. Sublinsky. Allison does know that any schoolwork she misses will need to made up. She may be away for either Ridgemore or The All American Cheer team.”

We continued through out the day. We didn't do much as it was just the first day. Me and Paige mostly hung out together. Along with Ashlee and Cloe. Riley and Whitley found us during lunch. They are liking their class. We just goofed around like girls do.

As part of my training I check the surrounding area. To see what is going on around me. I did notice that there were some other girls that were hanging around one set of swings.

“Paige,” I spoke softly. “What's with the girls by the swings?”

“Oh, you mean the my shit don't stink club. For snobs only.”

“Huh,?”

“Those are the rich bitches who flaunt that their family has money. You don't want to have anything to do with them.”

“Ah, Why?”

“Well, if you don't wear the high end stuff. Have money falling out of your ass. You can't get the time of day from them.” Paige was bitter towards them.

Nodding that I understood. While I will heed Paige's warning. I will make my own assessment. When I was CJ I hung around both crowds. The preppies and jocks and the burnouts. With Robin being on the preppies side, and me being a burnout. I had friends on both sides.

We finished lunch recess, and went back to class. With more of the same in the afternoon. This week when school gets out. I won't ride the bus back home. Because right after we get out. Lynn and Shelby will be picking me up for cheer-leading practice. The squad is getting much better. I think we will be good by Friday's game.

I told Paige what was happening. She understood. While the buses were loading after school. I waited by the teacher parking lot. I saw Paige wave as she passed on our bus.

As I waited, I saw three of the snobs walking towards me. I didn't think nothing about it. As I could easily take them out, bare handed.

They walked right up to me. “I think it is so cool you being a varsity cheerleader.”
One stated.

Trying to not be antisocial. “Yeah, it is. My older sister is the captain of the squad.”

“That is totally cool. God, were are my manors. I am Pamela Frankel,This is Jody Rocknee, and Gabbie Dupree.”

“Hi” being nice. As always, I kept my guard up. We talked for a couple minutes, before Shelby and Lynn showed to pick me up.

“Hi, Allison.” Shelby said as I climbed in the back.

“How was your first day?” Lynn asked as we headed to the high school.

“As well as can be expected. Didn't do much of anything. Like most first days”

“Same with us. Learned where our classes were. Only had about half hour in each class.”Lynn mentioned.

“Its the same way once you start at Cooper.”

We gabbed the rest of the way to Ridgemore. Shelby parked by the stadium. I could see that while the rest of the squad was there. The Football team was practicing too.

Using the restroom. I had to pee and then I changed. Yoga pants and tank, pants having cheer across the butt. The pants a little tight, I hope that Emily doesn't get too upset about it.

Joining the rest of the squad. Again we worked on stretching, then on to what Lynn and Shelby worked on for Fridays game. Mrs. Masterson and Miss Gorman making sure everything was correct.

While on a water break I noticed that most of the football players were watching us. I mentioned it to Lynn and Shelby.

“It usually happens at the first couple practices. It seems that they size us up and decide which one they want to ask out.” Shelby told us.

“Sound like an auction.” I commented. “Maybe we need to show off a little.”

Leaning to whisper in my ear, “Your an evil little bitch aren't you.” Lynn said. As she got a sly smile.

“Guess I take after my big sister.”

Both me and Lynn lined up on the grass strip between the stands and the track.

Almost silently, Lynn counted down. 4.....3.....2....1....go.

We both took off. After about 5 steps, starting with a cartwheel into back handsprings, finishing with a full tucked roll. Giving a little bounce when we landed. We both nodded to one another. Our return run was about the same but with an axis twist roll at the end. A very difficult stunt but being it is engraved in our brain, it is second nature.

“Thank you, ladies.” Mrs. Masterson started. “I just hope we all can learn that before the regional meet in the spring.”

“We'll try our best to teach it to everyone.” Lynn added.

Looking at the football team, they were staring with their mouths hanging open. The coach had to call twice before they heard him. We loved it. We practiced for another ½ hour.

Thursday was a normal school day. Again Lynn and Shelby picked me up. Again we practiced our cheers, and chants for the pep rally and game. We also went over our performance for both. We were moving as one.

Just before we left Coach Masterson went over what was happening Tomorrow. “OK, We meet at the South Gym at 12:30. All the teachers have been informed of whom is on the cheer squads. Should be no problem, leaving. The pep rally starts at 2. The game is at 5. Remember the make up, and hair style requirement. Allison you will have a school district vehicle pick you up at 12:15. And bring you to the high school. Anyone have any questions?”

“OK, Rangerettes I will see all of you tomorrow at 12:30, dismissed.” Coach Masterson finished.

Shelby dropped us off. Walking in the door. “Hi, Momma.” we both said.

“Hi, girls. How was school and practice?” She asked.

“Good, I think we are ready for the pep rally and game tomorrow.” Lynn told mom. I scooted by and had to use the bathroom. Since school started we have used cheer practice as our daily exercise. So after using the potty I stripped down and took a shower. Letting the water spray on my ever hardening baby belly.

Finishing, I coated my body with moisturizer and patted myself dry. I wrapped one towel around my petite body and another wrapping my hair. Padding to my room. I heard the downstairs shower going. Must be Lynn. Dropping my dirty laundry in the hamper, along with both towels. I slipped on a pair of sleep shorts and a tank top. Wasn't planning on going out, any. Since dinner is in a couple minutes.

As I headed downstairs, I saw daddy cross the landing. “Hi, Daddy.”

“How are my girls?” He asked.

“I'm doing great. Miss Emily has also been a good girl.”

“Is she still grounded?” Daddy teased.

“I've lessened it again. Now she is only grounded till she is 16.”

Daddy laughed. “Ali, you are something else.”

I just smiled. Watched the news till dinner was ready. Once dinner was over. Me and Lynn cleared the table and loaded the dishwasher. I sat on the front porch swing as I finished doing some reading for class. I slowly swung as I read. Unlike when I was in 6th grade as CJ. I remembered everything I read. I believe it is part of the program, and I enjoyed what I read.

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I write my stories as a fantasy. While based on this world. Things in my story could stretch reality. However I write my stories from my mind. I reserve all rights to my work. Any form of duplication without my permission is forbidden. Please enjoy reading them as I have in writing them.

School bed time came too soon. I used the bathroom and brushed my teeth. Finding a spot where Miss Emilia was happy, seemed to be getting harder. Taking me longer each night. Lately, Miss Emily was telling mommy that no matter what position I laid in. She wasn't happy about it.

I drifted off to sleep eventually. Thanks to the program. It mostly was a restorative sleep. The uncertainty of a females pregnant body. Nothing is the same. Only getting up a 3:10 to use the bathroom. Then right back to bed.

Little over 3 hours later, my alarm went off. Breakfast was after a trip to the bathroom. As Emily grows I swear my bladder shrinks.

After a good breakfast. Which made Emily happy. I headed back to my room. Pulling out my Ridgemore Rangers cheer uniform. Laid it on my bed. Pulling out my uniform panties and sports bra, both in dark red. Slipping both on. My shell came next then my skirt.

I sat at my makeup table. Putting on the appropriate eye shadow, blush, and lip stick. Like all the other cheerleaders had to wear. Finally I brushed out my long hair, putting it up in a tight ponytail. Grabbing my shoes, socks and purse. I headed downstairs.

As I sat at the table I slipped on my shoes and socks. Lynn came down. I looked like a younger version of her. Hair, make up and uniform the same. However, my hair was just a little lighter than Lynn's was.

“Girls, you both look Beautiful. Let me get a picture of our two ladies.” Mom grabbed her phone and took a picture of us. “I have to send it to Dad.”

“Mom we need to go. We'll see you later.”

Me and Lynn headed out. We were quickly joined by Paige.

“Wow, you guys look cool.” She said.

Lynn went to her bus stop and me and Paige went to ours. While we waited we just gabbed like girls do.

We were joined by 4 other girls and a couple boys from our neighborhood. We all knew each other. None of us ever had a problem with the others. I saw Lynn's bus go by. Usually we see our bus turn onto Bennet about 4 blocks down. Nothing different today.

The bus pulled up and all of us piled in. Paige and I took our normal seat. About 4 rows from the back. The next stop we were joined by Riley and Whitley. Also somebody new. A boy, something about this kid reminded me of CJ. Someone starting to run with the wrong crowd. A bully, he came up making the littler kids next to us move.

Plopping down in the seat. He seemed older than us. Maybe he flunked or was held back.

“Hey, Sweetheart. Why don't you come over and cheer me up?” He ogled me.

While I thought about different ways I could take him down a notch or 4. “No thanks. I am fine right here.”

“What are you just wanting to be a cheerleader?”

“FYI, I am a member of the Ridgemore Varsity Cheer squad. I am also a member of the All American Cheer Team.”

“Either way you look fine in the short skirt. Lets see what is under it.” He reached over and tried to lift my skirt.

It only got about 6” from me and I slapped his hand away. “I don't think so.”

“What is your problem, You show off when you dance or what ever you do at games. Why not now?”

This time Paige pipped up. “We are young ladies and don't do such things.”

“You're just a couple of stuck up bitches.” He commented and slid over towards the window.

Softly, “What ever.” Paige and I giggled. We talked the rest of the way to school. Which wasn't that far.

As the bus pulled in the bus drive to drop us off. We knew to wait till the bus driver opened the door for us to move. The bully moved to sit on the edge of the seat ready to jump in line.

Once the others began exiting the bus. I grabbed my purse and stood ready to join the line. The bully tried it again to lift my skirt. This time in a flash. My left thumb and forefinger, clamped onto his right hand. I twisted it towards the outside of his body.

I just held it there for a moment. I told him. “This is only a sample of what I can do. I can protect myself if needed. I wouldn't try anything with me or any other girl. If you do and I will find out if you do. Things will not go to well with you. Got it.”

He nodded, I released his hand. I just casually walked off the bus. With my friends.

Once at the door to wait for the bell. Paige put her arm around me. “Girl, you really put him in his place.”

“I don't like bullies, and perverts. He was both.”

Just then the bell rang and we filed into the school and to our class. It was a normal day. I ate a normal lunch. Then headed to the playground for about 20 minutes until I had to be out front to get picked up. Me, Paige, and some others just hung around the monkey bars.

I notice the bully, Which I learned his name was Chad. Was talking to some other boys. It looked like he was telling them about what happened on the bus. He pointed at me. All the other guys with him started laughing. He kept pointing at me.

I just stared him down. I think I could win any staring contest. He must have gotten the hint. He stopped and headed to one of the slides. I held my stare while he moved. I didn't stop until he hid behind the slide. I checked the time and headed to the classroom. I just skipped down the hall. Stepping into Mrs. Gs room I grabbed my purse. On the way to the main entrance. Little miss Emilia told me.

“OH, No you don't Mommy. I am going to push on your bladder, so you have to go.”

So I stopped at the girls room as I left. Relieved I skipped the rest of the way to the front door. I stopped at the office to let them know I was going to the pep rally.

A minute or two later a white Ford Focus pulled up. It had Farmington School district on the door.

I skipped out to the curb and opened the door. An older lady was driving. “Allison?” I was asked.

“That is me.” got in, and buckled up.

On the way to the high school. The lady started, “Allison, I am Mrs. Burns. It seems like I will be picking you up for all the Football games. I have never heard of an elementary student being on a varsity team.”

“I was asked to join the Varsity squad by Mrs. Masterson. With me and my older sister having so much experience in cheering. That is why my sister was named captain of the squad. She is only a freshman.”

“Really, How much experience do you have?”

“7 years, the last two. Me and my sister have been on the All American Cheerleading team.”

“Wow, All American. Have you had any trouble with any other girls on the team, being you are an elementary student on the varsity team?”

“A couple are upset about it, but that was the coaches idea. In the case of cheer captain it is the girl with the most experience. That is why my sister got it. We are both dedicated to the sport. Mom says we eat and breath Cheer.”

“Have you looked into the future aspects as a cheerleader. Any careers in cheerleading?”

“Some of the girls that have been on the All American team have gone into management. The director of cheer operations for the Lions was on the All American team. Mrs. Styles. She is a friend of Mrs. Mastersons She was the one who got Mrs. Masterson into Cheer.”

“Here we are.” We pulled in front of the high school.

“Thank you, Mrs. Burns. Have a good day. I will see you next time.” I got out and headed to Mrs. Mastersons office. First I stopped at the office.

I had to stand on my tiptoes to see over the counter.

“How can I help you, Young lady.” I was asked by a lady with Mrs. Tate on the name plate.

“I am here for the Pep Rally. Allison Wilson, I am member of the Varsity Cheer squad.”

“Oh, Alright. Do you know where her office is?”

“Yes, Ma'am I do.”

“I will let her know you are on your way.”

“Thank you.” I headed toward the gym. Classes were still in session, so the halls were pretty much empty. I just walked down with my head held high. With not a care in the world. I did pass a couple kids out in the hall studying.

I said Hi as I passed. I heard the ruckus from the gym, as I got closer. At the first gym door. There was a major game of dodge ball going with the guys. I went in the second door. Which was the girls side. They were doing some gymnastics. 5 long mats were rolled out. There was a line at each one. Mrs. Masterson was with one set. Mrs. Vargas was at another. 3 student rounded out the rest, those three girls wore leotards they must be experienced in gymnastics. I would venture a guess.

I walked the edge of the gym to were Mrs. Masterson was. She must have noticed me, because she held out her hand for me to wait. I did as she asked.

She let a couple more girls do a tumbling pass. Then she came over to me.

“Good Morning, Allison. Just about perfect timing. Would you mind giving a demonstration would you.”

“Mrs. Masterson, I would be happy to.”

“Just a little of the run you did with your sister, last practice.”

“Sure,”

“OK, Girls. If you will gather around this mat.”Mrs. Masterson called. We waited for most of the class to stand by the mat.

“I want to introduce, Allison Wilson. As you can see. She is dressed as one of our varsity cheerleaders. The reason is that Allison is a member of the varsity squad. So the rumor mill is correct, Allison is in the 6th grade. She was asked to join after a unanimous decision by the 6 cheer coaches. Allison if you will demonstrate.”

I knew that was my clue to start my run. Do to space, I did only 2 back handsprings, finishing with a twisting axle. On the way back I started with a back tuck roll, into a full areal leg over. Again finishing with a twisting axle. All having my cheer smile on. About ¾ of the class cheered.

“Oh, the main reason that Allison and her sister, Lynn. Who was chosen for cheer captain. Were asked to join our cheer squad, both of them are on the prestigious All American Cheerleading Team. Where the best of the best cheerleaders from across the country.”

All the time after my run while Mrs. Masterson talked. I waited in ready position with my smile on.

“Thank you Allison for that demonstration. Girls you can hit the showers.”

The gaggle of girls headed to the locker room. I followed Mrs. Masterson to her office. Which was right next to the showers.

“Allison, you can wait here. I need to monitor the girls.”

“Thanks, Mrs. Masterson.” I sat in one of the chairs in her office.

The locker room had a dull roar to it. All the girls talking.

I heard a snap. Then, “ouch”

Mrs. Masterson call. “Angie, that is not what a towel is for.”

As I waited. I enjoyed the parade of naked girls coming and going from the shower. Maybe I am leaning towards liking girls.

I felt a dull pain in my belly. Miss Emilia gave me a kick. Turning my back to the parade. I talked softly to my daughter. “Miss Emily, I know you are their. Momma loves you.”

My stinker of a daughter, gave me a kick again. “Emilia Lauran Wilson, are you wanting to get in trouble again. I can put your grounding back up till you are 21 again. I can do that as I am your mother.”

Then a voice from behind me. “So, my niece is acting up again, Huh.” Turing to see Lynn standing at the door.

Nodding, “Yep, she sure is. Working on getting her grounding back up to 21, again.”

“Well, Mom and Dad are going to take her off of it. You know”

“Doesn't matter, I am her mother and what I say goes.”

“Well grandma and grandpa will argue that.” Lynn giggled.

“I know that, too.” I joined her in her giggles.