Sam fumed as he went into the office. He sat down in the chair and looked over at the Principal before sinking low into his seat.
The Principal, Mr. Frank Adams, was a huge man. Easily 6'6" and built like a rock, the former football star turned educator could bend Sam into a pretzel without trying. Mr. Adams looked across his desk before pushing a button on his intercom. "Miss Stone to the Principal's office please," he said before turning his attention to Sam.
"So Samantha, you actually decided to attend school today," Mr. Adams said in a deep voice. "I think you're a perfect candidate for Miss Stone's rehabilitation program. I'll fill out all the appropriate paperwork while you and Elizabeth have a little chat."
A few moments later the door opened. "You wanted to see me, Mr. Adams?" a very sexy female voice said from behind Sam. Sam turned around to see who was speaking and his jaw about dropped to the floor.
Miss Elizabeth Stone was a knockout! Standing 5'3", with a figure that could stop traffic and DD's that you could land a plane on, the diminuitive redhead was the envy of all the girls in school and the wetdream of all the boys. The Cheer coach was dressed in athletic warmups and had a whistle around her neck, with her hair back in an athletic pony-tail.
"Samantha here is a natural fit for your cheer rehabilitation program. I'll take care of all the paperwork. You won't give Miss Stone any problem, will you Samantha? I'd hate to have to take care of any discipline personally."
Sam shook his head, fearful of what Mr. Adams could do to him if angered. Miss Stone smiled and looked at Sam. "Come along, Samantha. We'll get you to the locker room right away. Some of my girls are there now and can help you get started."
Sam tried not to drool at the thought of Miss Stone in a locker room, and quickly followed the Cheer Coach. A few minutes later they entered the locker room and Sam saw about ten Cheerleaders sitting on some benches. All of them had killer figures and were dressed in their uniforms. "One new one for our program, girls. Why don't you get her into position for me?" said Miss Stone.
"Yes, Miss Stone!" the Cheerleaders chorused as the grabbed Sam and quickly bent him over the benches by force. Sam struggled but couldn't get free of that many people determined to hold him down, girls or no. Suddenly Sam felt his pants being pulled down, and felt a stinging sensation in each of his butt cheeks. "Ouch!" Sam let out in surprise. "That's a hormone booster to help your boyish figure," he heard Miss Stone say. "One of my former girls is a doctor and she helped work it up for me, you'll be all tits and ass in no time!"
Sam struggled but then felt an ankle bracelet being secured around his leg and he heard Miss Stone from behind him again. "This is from another of my former girls, she's now with the local police department. This will let us monitor your location at all times and only I have the key for it. We'll take it off when you graduate and are a proper submissive Cheerleader intent on supporting her school, it's athletes, and it's faculty."
"Now, I'm going to get you broken in and in the right mindset myself. Heads or Tails girls?" he heard Miss Stone ask as one of the Cheerleaders flipped a coin in the air. |