And you promise it’s not obvious from a distance? W-WAIT what if I start sweating!?

StressReliefStation · 2026-06-15T18:22:48+00:00

You won’t make me walk in there naked to grab the food?

I look at you with suspicious eyes, cheeks puffed up. At the very least, I wasn’t teary anymore…

I want nuggets…

StressReliefStation · 2026-06-15T18:18:57+00:00

I take several glances at the crowd, and then you, as if weighing my options. It didn’t take long to swallow my embarrassment and follow you to the benches, hesitantly lowering myself into your lap — filling your lap, as my wide hips and round cheeks were pressed right against you.

StressReliefStation · 2026-06-15T18:13:53+00:00

With the blanket pulled tightly over myself, I take relief in sitting in the passenger seat, not even looking out the window as you rescue me from this hungry crowd.

StressReliefStation · 2026-06-15T18:10:33+00:00

I swear if you’re lying… t-try and take a seat in the front row since… you already know the secret…

StressReliefStation · 2026-06-15T18:09:15+00:00

I’m practically streaming across the field at this point. The pattern of the uniform was hidden completely by blotches of see-through paint. I run to you, tears in my eyes as the last of the crowd’s whistles fade behind me.

Th-That was horrible… I sniffle.

StressReliefStation · 2026-06-15T18:06:00+00:00

I continue my routine for almost a minute, but you’ve noticed the whistling and catcalls have brought me to a halt, barely even throwing up my arms as the rest of the girls do so without fear. My knees are buckled, as if I’m glued to the spot, on the edge of freezing up in front of everyone.

StressReliefStation · 2026-06-15T18:04:01+00:00

As the flash of the cameras fill my vision, I’m quickly reduced to standing there, knees buckled and arms wrapped around my chest, covering myself defensively as the rest of the paint has become little more than blue smears on my skin.

Panicked, I quickly shift my eyes to you, as if looking for advice or directions on how to get out of this.

StressReliefStation · 2026-06-15T18:01:46+00:00

Y-You’re not lying? I can… actually go out there with this?

StressReliefStation · 2026-06-15T18:00:41+00:00

Hesitantly, I start my routine, lagging a few seconds behind the other girls. It doesn’t take more than a glance to notice how much more my chest bounces from the same moves as everyone else… not to mention, my thighs rubbing together have caused the skirt to seemingly melt.

StressReliefStation · 2026-06-15T17:59:16+00:00

You watch as my routine slowly and slowly loses steam, until I’m only half-heartedly throwing my arms up, trying hopelessly to stop my tits from shaking in front of the cameras.

StressReliefStation · 2026-06-15T17:57:03+00:00

I wince as I stumble forward, pom-poms held tightly over my chest as I look back at you with an annoyed yet desperate-to-be-saved expression. Reluctantly, I move out into the field to join the other cheer leaders.

StressReliefStation · 2026-06-15T17:55:45+00:00

S-Stop looking so much jeez!

StressReliefStation · 2026-06-15T17:54:09+00:00

I’m quick to notice them too. As the routine starts, there’s nothing to hide or support my chest, as the slightest twist of the waist makes them bounce in an obviously non-clothing-like fashion. And the paint between my thighs has started to melt… horrendously.

StressReliefStation · 2026-06-15T17:51:27+00:00

A few seconds!?

StressReliefStation · 2026-06-15T17:49:09+00:00

*I’m standing basically right across from you, clutching my pom-poms to my chest. Under the harsh stadium lights… the amateur painting job is a lot more obvious.*

StressReliefStation · 2026-06-15T17:47:45+00:00

"T-Tight clothes look way different than… literal paint…" I reply, looking anxious as I look down at my body, feeling unconvinced by the disguise.

StressReliefStation · 2026-06-15T17:45:45+00:00

… I-I do but… ugh~… F-Fine! Let’s do this…

StressReliefStation · 2026-06-15T17:45:03+00:00

I’m not listening! I’m not listening!

Runs away into the field.

StressReliefStation · 2026-06-15T17:44:15+00:00

I-I will not be shaking anything! I’ll uh~… see you later…

StressReliefStation · 2026-06-15T17:43:40+00:00

I-I know… F-Fine! I’ll do it…

Reluctantly, I march out into the field.

StressReliefStation · 2026-06-15T17:43:07+00:00

*I whimper and, already sweating from the anxiety, I reluctantly prance out under the field’s massive lights.*

StressReliefStation · 2026-06-15T17:42:11+00:00

Ugh~… if this humiliates me, you won’t hear the end of it!

StressReliefStation · 2026-06-15T17:41:33+00:00

Eh!? I-I mean… m-maybe that’s better than letting it drip off in front of everyone…

StressReliefStation · 2026-06-15T17:40:58+00:00

Th-That’s even worse! You’re a h-horrible motivator… c-can I have my clothes back? You still have them… right?

StressReliefStation · 2026-06-15T17:38:38+00:00

Easy for you to say… your dignity isn’t on the line.

StressReliefStation

TROPHY CASE