Lara The Cheer Captain by Mariax Chapter 2 On Thursday morning Shana knocked on Lara’s door. It opened and a smiling Lara came walking out while yelling behind her “I’m leaving!” “Have a good day, Sweetie.” Came from around the corner in a friendly and motherly tone while Lara pulled the door closed. Lara was wearing a nice white button up blouse that contrasted well with her black jeans. Shana immediately noticed the blouse was a little tighter than what Lara would normally wear. It was not completely transparent, but Shana could just barely make out Lara’s bra underneath it. For a normal girl it would be nothing special, but this was downright erotic compared to how Lara normally dressed. “I love your new blouse!” Shana commented while feeling the material. “Oh, yeah. My Mom got it for me.” Lara tugged on the bottom and Shana noticed it was not tucked in and just barely reached the waistline of her pants. “It’s a little short but it’s cute and it was a gift, so I decided to wear it.” Shana found herself getting a little excited at the idea of Lara giving peaks of her bra and stomach to other students throughout the day. This was exactly the kind of thing she was hoping to see from her friend. Lara needed this. “Well, it looks awesome. You should dress like this more often. My mom never buys me anything cute like that. Remember the ugly sweater she gave me last Christmas? I still have to wear it if I’m around her on cold days or it hurts her feelings.” Both girls laughed as they made their way to school and Lara began to get used to the bit of extra skin occasionally peeking out around her belly button. But as they approached the parking lot and began seeing more students her shyness began to win out again. A blush returned to her face, and she quickly made her way to her first period English class, where she could try to disappear into her seat. Shana rolled her eyes and followed. The two girls had a couple of classes together, English and History. In class Lara felt like every eye was on her. The truth was a few boys were checking her out and a few less physically blessed girls could not help but get a twinge of jealousy at the attention Lara garnered. To a high school boy even a peak of bra showing through a perfectly modest blouse can be exciting, especially when it is from such a beautiful and overly conservative girl. Lara was so tunnel visioned on the tiny bit of waist that occasionally showed that she had not noticed the shirt was slightly transparent in the light. If she knew it would have been too much for her to wear it to school. She was sure that every whisper and giggle she heard throughout the day was directed at her. Other than in her own mind, the first half of the day was completely ordinary. Lara met up with Shana at lunch time and was able to take her mind off her new shirt. She could be herself again. Shana casually complemented Lara on her outfit again before they got to talking about cheer and the new routine that Shana was struggling with. Lara agreed to help Shana run through it a few times and they walked outside by the stairs to practice for the last half of lunch. Not many people were around, but a few loners ate in the hallway and eyed the practicing girls. The routine was nothing overly complicated, but Shana never had the best sense of rhythm and kept missing her cues. It was a few simple steps ending with a hop into a high-V. After doing the motions a few times Lara felt some loosening of her bra, maybe a loose strap or something? She made a mental note to go check it in the washroom before her next class, but she made the horrible decision to run through the routine one more time with Shana. As the cheer captain, she felt it was her duty to help however she could. On the final high-V to end the routine Lara felt her bra snap in the back and her breasts droop down more than an inch. This did not go unnoticed by Shana or a couple of boys that had been slyly watching the show from their eating spot on the stairs. Lara yelped when the support for her ample breasts suddenly disappeared. She said a silent prayer that no one had noticed and began quickly walking towards the restroom. Shana, stifling a giggle, followed along to help. As the girls entered the restroom Lara’s face was beat red. “Oh my god, I can’t believe that happened.” Bemoaned Lara as she tried to feel at the back of her bra. “It’s no big deal, let me take a look.” Commanded Shana as she began pushing up the back of Lara’s blouse. “Shana! Stop!” Lara locked her elbows on her sides to keep the rest of her top from following the back. “Calm down. I’m checking the damage for you.” Shana playfully slapped Lara on the butt. Always one to back down when confronted, Lara relented and allowed Shana to pull up the back of her top and examine her damaged bra, holding her tongue about the inappropriate touching of her bottom. She nervously eyed the restroom door praying no one else would enter. Shana saw that one of Lara’s bra straps had snapped but the rest was still fine. An idea popped into her head and a grin spread across her face as she slipped her hand into the side pocket of her backpack and brought out a pair of scissors. “Your bra is in bad shape, girl. Let me see if I can help.” Shana pulled back on the bra and slipped the scissors over the backband, right next to the hook. She bit her lip in anticipation as she snipped the bra into uselessness. “Shana, what happened!?!” Lara was in a near panic as she felt all support from her bra disappear. “Sorry, this thing is done. I tried to help but it just snapped in half.” “Can’t you tie it or something?” “Are you kidding me? Your boobs have supersized in the past 6 months. This thing barely closed before, that’s probably why it snapped.” Shana held back her giggle at the blatant lie about the reason for the ruined bra. It was true that Lara had developed a great deal in the past 6 months. She went from a small C-cup to a full D-cup. She had still not updated all her bras, so several of them were left to strain against her sizeable chest. Most 17-year-old girls would kill to have a rack like Lara Kinshaw, but to her it just brought unwanted attention and made cheering painful without the proper support. “What am I gonna do? I can’t go without one, everyone will notice.” Lara was nearing hysterics just picturing her uncontained chest swaying for all the perverts in their school. “You’re over-reacting. I go without a bra all the time. No one will be able to tell.” Lara bit her tongue before mentioning that it would be much more noticeable on her than on Shana. She knew her best friend was a little sensitive about her modest bust. “I can’t do it.” “Just give it a try and we’ll see how it looks.” Shana began rolling Lara’s shirt up her body and slapped her on the bottom again when Lara locked her arms in place to keep her shirt down. Lara jumped away from Shana and pulled her blouse back down. “Okay, okay. I’ll do it in the stall.” Lara quickly threw herself in a stall and locked it. Shana found herself jumping up and down in excitement at Lara’s predicament as the bell rang. That meant they both had to be in their next class in 3 minutes. “Hurry up, Lara. We gotta get to class!” Lara slowly unbuttoned, removed her new blouse, and hung it on the stall door. Her bra slipped off completely, only hanging onto her right arm as soon as she did. In frustration she ripped the bra off and threw it on the ground. It was a good, sturdy bra. Plain old nude colored, like most of her underwear. She barely owned anything fancy or “cute”. Underwear was simply meant to be practical and hygienic. Knowing that she only had maybe 2 minutes to get to class she quickly put on her shirt and grabbed the bra off the ground. Her next class was halfway across the school so she would already have to jog to make it in time. Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves, she opened the stall and took a step out. Shana stood in front of Lara as she exited and was taking a selfie while making a silly duck face. Lara appreciated the silly gesture to momentarily take her mind off how horribly inadequate her state of dress was. She laughed at Shana and tossed her bra in the garbage bin. No reason to keep it. She was about to check her appearance in the mirror when Shana threw her backpack in her arms and pulled her out the door saying they were late. In a state of confusion and discomfort Lara threw her backpack over her shoulder and began trotting to her next class. Shana could not believe she got that picture of Lara while pretending to take a selfie. She had the flash on and everything. In normal light it was relatively obvious that Lara had removed her bra. If you looked at her chest you could clearly see two small dark circles over her breasts. With the flash from the phone camera, it became completely sheer. Shana stared in amazement at the borderline topless picture of Lara she now had on her phone as she walked slowly to class. Unlike Lara, Shana did not care if she was a couple of minutes late for class. She just wished she was in the same class as Lara. She wanted to be there when the boys noticed. Shana felt herself moistening between her legs at the thought. This picture would have to be her consolation prize. She could not wait to see Lara after class. Lara was glad that the hallway was mostly empty as she made her way to class. She could feel her chest moving with every step she took. Walking slowly and carefully was not an option as the bell was going to ring any second. She knew a couple of people had seen her but hoped they did not notice anything. At the exact instant the bell rang she opened the door to her calculus class and walked in. The whole class was staring at her. If Lara knew the show she was putting on for the class at that moment she would have fainted. Her nervousness, mixed with jogging across the whole school, had created a thin layer of perspiration around her body. Most importantly, her breasts. The very breasts now staring at her entire math class through a moist blouse, currently stuck to every curve like cling-wrap. Her nipples puckered and hardened at the sudden attention. Lara, assuming that at worst people might be able to tell from the way her chest moved that she was braless, quickly made her way to her seat at the back of the class. Every eye followed her the entire way. Mr. Pelter, the math teacher, seemed to be the only one in the room unaware of the ongoing show. He was still at his desk checking through his lesson plan. After sitting for a moment Lara finally looked down to check herself and noticed her hard nipples poking into the thin blouse. Luckily, she had dried enough that she never knew the full details of what her class had seen. She still crossed her arms over her breasts and made a promise to herself to carry her books or something in front of her chest for the remainder of the day. When Lara approached Shana at the end of the day, she was holding back tears about how humiliating her math class had been. Shana decided not to mention the rumors she had heard about Lara’s class. It took no time at all for it to spread across the whole school that Lara had no bra and a see-through shirt in her math class. The current reigning opinions were that she lost a bet or that the whole thing was made up. Lara had a reputation as a good girl. She was a straight A student who had been on less than five dates in her entire high school career. No one had ever even seen her in a bikini. Why would she be running around showing off her tits in math class? Shana decided not to push the issue about Lara holding her textbook over her breasts for the entire walk home. She had her wonderful photograph to fall back on, after all. There would always be other days when she could push the envelope with Lara. Shana decided it was time to game plan. After the rush she got from setting Lara up today, she knew she had to do it again and do it even bigger.