Starting from Scratch Ep. 089: WIDE RECEIVER

She felt badly but knew babying him would be no better than seeing his reaction to Dakota and Robin. Best to leave him be. Even worse, looking out at Roman's disgust over Corey Samson fumbling the ball and Brody Turnbull swiping it for their touchdown she knew he was pissed at the world right now. Horton-Dexter's season had been counting on this win. It was getting slimmer by the day.
Josie knew by the looks of the benched players that not even her bare bottom peeking out could cheer them up. Maybe it was time to just be Mom.

With halftime fast approaching Roman pulled Samson before he could fuck it up any further. Regretting putting in Samson a second round to begin with, he sent the boy grumbling to the team bleachers. Looking over in sadness Corey saw Sable McKellen pouting at him. Finding her trying to make him smile didn't do any good, he simply shook his head feeling useless. Ego had ended his reign.

Switching positions Roman pulled Toby Mellon over and made him Quarterback. Sad that he trusted Mellon more than his other possibilities Toby felt invincible dancing about. Like Corey had with Sable, Toby looked around at the Horton-Dexter side and for some inexplicable reason zeroed in on nerdy girl Megan Love with her fingers curling in the chain link fence.

Waving at him without reason he looked smug and waved back until he spotted her dumbass boyfriend Dirk flipping him off over her shoulder. She was totally unaware. Dirk now prowling rather than seated in the stands felt threatened for some odd reason and didn't understand why. He knew Toby could beat his ass so that was the end of his strategy. It didn't matter Meg was Dirk's girl, right? Turning in step before Meg could see him he walked right into a pudgy but cute Sandy Martin, face right into her tits, she being two inches taller than him. Even more in his sudden pivot she had gone up on her toes to embrace impact.

"Fuck! Don't scare me like that." He told her drawing away from her monster breasts. Settling his heartrate he chuckled. "Nice moves earlier playing cheerleader." A compliment? Really? She smiled brightly. "Thanks!" Nodding he walked away. It was a beginning she thought. Maybe her crush would someday bear fruit. For now...melons and Mellon's in your face Dirk.

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Piper Cherry had her own frustrations going on. Trying to keep her squad focused now that their itching was down to minor irritations she stressed over Mace losing his hold over Rotten earlier and the whole Travis chicken leg mounting. After bitching her nephew out in front of the girl responsible for the itching powder incident she felt bad over it. She knew bringing Rotten was probably not her smartest move but lesson learned. Puppy was banned from any further games after tonight. Unless he looked at her with pathetic eyes. Piper was such a sucker.

"Alright Ladies! We have to do some serious damage control here. With Angus out of commission our boys need us to up our own game. First up let's do that routine I showed you during Dundeetention." Dundee in detention! The girls laughed over her jokes in trying to cheer them up. "Everyone get in formation lets fly by the seat of our...we make them wear the pants." She wagged her tongue as if panting. More giggles sent the girls into formation. "Face the field Ladies! We don't need our own bleachers to see the Swallower Swoop!"

"That what we're calling it?" Octavia laughed.

"Yep!" With Marcella VanCamp's band keeping the lull busy the squad got ready to soar. "Everyone remember the chant?" A verbal confirmation on the down low recited Piper thought a moment. "Hang on let's switch it up." Minor tweet...tweak the birds got into formation.

Those cheerleaders not aware of the detentionary tale filled in the group paired up and took to the thigh...sky. You get the idea. Robin Banks, Tawny Martin, Deanna Sweeney, and Priscilla Vincent went up on their hands, their legs poised straight up in the air. Shirts rolling clear down to their tits exposed all but their breasts as the material clung to their under boobage. With their Wing girls standing behind them in the form of Tina, Lily, Octavia, and finally Sable whom was filled in shortly before by Tawny grabbed their inner thighs to steady the Swallowers while their legs stretched wide in a mid air splits. Supporters moving closer outstretched their own arms over the leg span to continue stabilization. Chins resting right over itchy twats the chant began.

"BIRDSEYE VIEW, WE SEE YOU. BIRDS EYE, VIEW WE SEE YOU. OVERHEAD SOARING FREE! SWOOPING DOWN LOOK AT ME! INTO BATTLE, READY TO FIGHT! JOIN US! JOIN US! FLIGHT IS MIGHT!"

In their guided soar legs and piloting dive bombers tilted the wingspan from side to side. The momentum was noticed immediately as the Badger Boys pointed out the Swallowers with 80% of their gorgeous bodies nude, their pilots chins down over their wet cunts. Sable with Tawny found her face wanting to tilt lower as Tawny glared up at her winking. She laughed at the odd arrangement but just couldn't. The other girls were less shy. Mouths went directly over their partners pussy lips and licked a clit. That was more than Piper expected and she simply smiled shaking her head.

"That's my babies!"

"HOLY FUCK!" Billy Bronx told the player next to him. "I wanna go flyin'."

"We win this game our flies are gonna go flyin' Bronxy." Brody Turnbull chuckled, ready to play. "Eyes on the game Guys." Easier said than won...done. Another chant rallying the still in flight girls whom were visually blocked by their pilots from their own stands wailed a new tune.

"FLY WITH US! TRY NOT TO BUST! KAMIKAZEE CUZ WE'RE NUTS! DIVE RIGHT IN DEAD ON TARGET! BOOM! BOOM! DEARLY DEEEEEPARTED!" This led to both teams to take notice as chins lifted from over their nests, pussy's parted, tongues had gone deep. Literally everyone other than the bad visibility on the Horton-Dexter side saw the dipping tongues. The teams were all lifeless at the moment in awe of what they had seen, or obscene, whichever came first. Marquette's team rallying a roar of "HELL YEAH!" attracted the attention of the Badgerls and Maya Trinidad.

"Oooo! Blondie wants to play dirty. I can play by those rules Falcon." Gathering her girls to plot their counter attack Maya devised a cheer on the fly. Fur! Whispering her strategy amongst them all, only Jolene Waco found it unadvisable. She just wasn't as slutty as her squad. Shaking her head Jolene stormed off leaving Maya with a disappointed frown. They could do it without her. Harsh words after the game on both women would be inevitable.

"BADGERLS GROWL!"

A loud roar of eight beauties including Maya replacing Jolene synchronized a snarl at their opponents.

"EIGHT BIRDS IN A HAND ISN'T WORTH TWO IN A BUSH! WE'RE STILL IN THE LEAD AND WE"RE GONNA KICK YOUR TUSH. EYES ON THE GOAL NOT A SWALLOW! IT'S TIME YOU GOT A LOOK AT US."

Turning around the girls bent over and drew their G-strings down to moon the Swallows team. Jaws dropping at seeing Maya Trinidad's perfect bronze bottom her clam leading the chowder Toby Mellon became flustered as he readied to call out his hike. Both teams were stammering as to which squad was hotter. A Ref blowing his whistle ordered the squads to behave. For now!

All four Ref's in attendance congregated to talk about punishing someone. All it took was two of them to say things like, "Are you gay? Those bitches are hot as fuck. Let it ride!" Another chuckling, "Second childhood here Guys. I say let them do what they want." Jerry Duggan the senior of the four had to mull it over. A snapped look at Maya blowing him a kiss he melted. A secondary look at Piper Cherry making a sucking dick hand motion with her tongue pushing out her cheek Jerry caved.

Game on Boys!

Jerry huffed loudly at his partners in crime, "This is for the birds."

"Badgerls! Badgerls! What we gonna do?" Ref Troy Ballantine chuckled.

"Fuck 'em!"

Halftime WAS just around the corner.