Your name was Cire Masters, a shy but kind thirteen year old boy. You were always short and slender for your age with gentle blue eyes and longish dust blond hair. You were often mistaken for a girl, you had become used to it. You were athletic but not enough to join the football team as you hoped. It crushed you to hear the coach say you looked too feminine to be a football player. When you received the note to report to cheerleading practice, you feared it was just an attempt to add insult to injury.
"Might as well get this joke done and over with..." Sulking, you muttered.
Upon entering the gym, you were greeted by the cheer coach, Ms Sarah Stone who grinned upon seeing you approach. "Ah, Miss Cire." giggling, she said. "You are right on time."
"Ha Ha." Humorlessly, you said. "Have your laugh on the feminine boy."
Sarah sighed. "I heard about what the football coach said to you." Turning serious, she said. "My girls and I all agree that it was not right or fair that he treated you like that."
"Why did you want to see me?" Curious, you asked. "Do the girls need help with coming up with a new cheer?"
Sarah smiled. You had been helping the cheerleading squad come up with the most spectacular cheers which have won them championships throughout the state since you were only seven. The squad had often regarded you as one of them even though were were a boy.
"Something like that." Bemused, Sarah said. "The girls and I had a long talk and we have come up with a plan that will put you onto the footfall field."
"You want to make me a male cheerleader?" Wincing, you asked.
"Not quite." Grinning, Sarah said.
You turned hearing a number of girls giggling to find you were surrounded by the entire cheerleading squad from the Frenchmen to the Seniors. All of them were wearing their cheerleading uniforms. Among them was your twin sister, Emily.
"W-What's going on, sis?" Nervous, you demanded.
Emily smiled kindly. "You have always really been one of us, Cire." Calmly, she said. "You have done so much for us and now we want to do something for you."
"By making me dress up as a girl and a cheerleader?" Worried, you asked. "You know that if I am placed on the roster, I will have to dress up as a girl all the time."
"Everyone sees you as a girl anyway." Firmly but kindly, Sarah said. "That and I know you are safe around my girls due to that malpractice incident when you were ten."
You blushed terribly, turning to Emily. "You told them?!" Tearfully, you demanded.
"They figured it out on their own." Defensive, Emily said. "Being neuter does not make you any less of a person." She then smiled. "Besides, you are too cute to be a boy."
You blushed further at that. It was supposed to be a hernia operation only the surgeon got your papers mixed up with another patient with the same first and last name. As a result, you received a partial sex reassignment surgery as the nurses discovered the mistake half way through the procedure. The lawsuit that followed gave your family a fine settlement but it still left you looking more like a girl than a boy.
"What the coach did was wrong, Cire." Firmly, Sarah said. "Let us turn a curse into a blessing by putting you on the squad."
You looked around, hoping to find some avenue of escape but the girls all had you surrounded as Emily held up the cheer uniform in your size in one hand and a pair of white panties with a matching padded bra in the other...
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