You get a sinking feeling in your stomach even before the next words come out of your sister's mouth.
"I think Jenny would love to see Chris cheer for her. Don't you think so, bro?" She looks at you as she says this. Her eyes seem dark and cold.
"N-no, you can't!" you stammer, but to no avail. Isabel hits a button, the skirt flipper pops up the skirt in the back and Sally smacks you on the rear with her paddle again. You start to reach for the skirt to pull it down, and involuntarily you put your hands forward, each for a chair and bend over it, exposing your pantied bottom to the girls."
"Chris", starts Sally, "I don't think you have a choice. Besides, I need an excuse to take down your cute little panties and paddle you bare." She giggles, as she says this but you know she means business.
"Okay, I'll go. Just let me up and don't spank me!" you say.
Your muscles relax. You stand and everything seems normal except that you're still wearing the cheerleader uniform with the robotic skirt flipper.
Isabel pokes you in the back. "Get going. Unless you want to go without panties...". To emphasize her point, she flips up both the front and back of the skirt.
Mortified, you follow Isabel to the front door. Sally is right behind you, giggling. The three of you head down the street. It's only a block down the street to Jenny's. It feels like miles as you walk down the street. Mercifully, Isabel at leaves you the tiniest bit of dignity by leaving the skirt hang.
As you approach Jenny's house, your legs stiffen and walk themselves up to Jenny's door. Your arm reaches out and you see your hand press the doorbell.
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