No sooner had she agreed to participate than was Janita made to engage in some ridiculous "cheerleading" activity. She rolled her eyes at how quickly the girls obeyed the coach and got into a pyramid - if she ever became so obedient in this stupid pursuit, she hoped that someone would slap her!

Shuddering a little at the coach's unpleasant touch on her shoulder, Janita took a few quick steps forward, just to get away. However, this made it look like she was eager to participate in the pyramid, and Janita paused, annoyed. The other girls were giggling and talking to each other, casting judging glances at the red-headed spellcaster.

Janita endeavored to be proper and dignified in everything she did - even when it was something ridiculous. If she was going to be forced to be a cheerleader, then she resolved to do it with grace and class. She moved slowly, making sure to keep her breasts subtly supported with one arm, so they wouldn't bounce more than necessary. Long hours studying rather than working out meant her body was soft and uncoordinated, so she looked rather awkward as she climbed on top of the two girls who made up the middle layer.

Still struggling to hold her breasts still with one hand, Janita slipped and grabbed wildly to steady herself. Unfortunately, she grabbed a handful of one of the girls' behinds underneath her skirt! Mortified, Janita didn't acknowledge her mistake, and got awkwardly to the top of the pyramid. She held the front of her shirt closed so as not to have her breasts hang out, and blushed furiously. She hoped this was over soon!

As the coach watched Janita slowly stumble her way up to the top of the pyramid, she had to wonder why Janita was so conservative for a woman of her features. "Janita! If you are going to try and cover up your breasts the entire time, we might as well not even go on practicing anymore today!" Crossing her arms the teacher once again felt like she was going to explode. This was all too much for a succubus to even play out. She was getting to the end of her rope, that she was.

The student that felt her butt grabed gasped slightly, moaning out as soon as she felt that ass. "Watch it Red! I know that was probably an accident, but do it again and there will be a few nasty rumors going around about you." She huffed, grunting as the student held her breath, the weight of everyone on her shoulders almost. Wiggling her behind, she blew a peice of hair away from her face that had fallen down near her nose. "Uncoordinated little..." She muttered.

Grail continued to just watch from the bleachers, disguised by the mosnter that was creating this illusion. Unfortunately for Janita, she was currently sitting on top of a pile of monsters, each of them varying in different ways. The succubus had her ass grabbed, she licked her lips, looking upwards past a wolfman to the student on top of the pyramid.

"Now, Janita...this is the moment of truth. Let go of all your fears, and let your breasts bounce freely. Show them to the auidence in the stage...and show yourself that you have some courage!" The couch shouted, rather excitedly.

Perching precariously on top of the pyramid, Janita was thankful for small mercies: at least there was no one else in the gym to watch her humiliation. She knew that the outfit she had been forced into would show off her generous butt to anyone watching from behind, and her tits were doing their best to escape the tight top any time she let them free. She felt like a fool - and a whore.

The cursed coach called out to her, commanding her to display herself as a sex object to the imaginary crowd in the gym. Janita glared, and heard the girls beneath her giggle. With an angry sigh, the red-head straightened up as best as she could and moved her arm away from her chest. Her breasts bobbled and bounced embarrassingly for a few moments as Janita made a few exaggeratedly cheerful movements.

"Ta-bloody-da!" She called down to the coach. "I did it! Are you happy now?" Not thinking, she grabbed a handful of the hair of the girl beneath her to steady herself as her balanced wavered.

"I've participated in your little show, and I would LIKE to get down off of this pile of sluts and get back to more serious studying!" Janita knew she was going a little far, but she felt that she had earned the right to speak her mind by following the coach's orders as far as she had.

The monster had her trapped, in a way, on top of all of those other students. Grinning he finally stood up from the rafters and began to slowly meander his way down to the gymnasium floor, still cloaked by that demon that was creating the illusion that she was ontop of a series of students with a rather uptight, horrible gym coach barking orders at her. It was an ingenious idea, in theory, but also, even though she thought she was on top of a pyramid of students, her actual body was standing still, not moving in the real world.

Grail did indeed get a good gander at her backside as he walked around her body, looking at her ass and then those generous tits. Licking his lips he resisted the urge to touch her body, to feel it with his own hands for a moment before he had an idea. He pulled his body behind her own, his hands reaching around to grasp onto her large orbs underneath her outfit, fingers curling around those large breasts. He knew she'd be oblivious to what he was doign to her, but even in the illusion, it would feel as if something was brushing against her breasts, against her nipples even as she steadied herself on those students.

In the illusion, the gym teacher would arch a brow and cross her arms. "Sluts? Now Janita...that is not a very nice thing to say at all." The student who's hair was pulled let out a deep yelp, crying a bit before she whimpered when her hair was let go. An obscenity was muttered by the victim of the hair pulling, and just as the teacher was about to order the troops to dismantle, the door to the gym was thrown open, and from the outside marched what seemed to be a football squad, all decked out in pads save for the helme that wasn't worn, all men.

"What is going on here!? This is my practice session!" The coach shouted while the rest of the women would be still there, kneeling in front with Janita on top while the football team would come and sit down on the bleachers, grinning now. "We've just come to watch the practic teach..."

Janita yelped out loud as she felt something stroke and rub her breasts under her thin cheerleading top. "What the bloody hell was that?" she asked out loud, getting a few strange looks from the other girls. Against her will, her nipples began to harden and poke through the material of the top, forming obvious tents in the fabric. She looked suspiciously at the other girls, but it was clear that none of them could have touched her. What was going on?

Her invisible harasser was forgotten the instant a number of MEN entered the gym! She was so startled that she almost toppled to the floor! What were they doing here? They wanted to WATCH? She would not let herself be seen like this! That would be degrading and humiliating!

While the coach argued with the group of men, Janita tried to begin climbing down as fast as she could. Unfortunately, the other girls weren't letting her down! Janita's bountiful breasts bobbled and jiggled, completely unrestrained, as she forgot herself, trying to gain footing to get off the pyramid. "Let me down, now!" she hissed to the girls beneath her.

The pyramid inside of her mind would almost topple over as she forcibly began to get off of it. The girls under her body would groan and yelp out at the large chest student's sudden nearvousness, and she nearly brought the whole thing down before she finally managed to climb down and onto the ground. As she descended, however, the sensations to her breasts would continue to come in wave after wave. Outside of her mind the lizardman had stripped her of her clothing for the most part, enjoying those large breasts now with his tongue and mouth, sucking on her nipples hard and massaging her breasts. The pleasure from her body would indeed effect her mind, even though she'd have little to no way of knowing what was going on.

Grail's hand slid down her body as she stood there in a trance, groaning a bit as his fingers ran down her stomach and betweeen her legs, slowly starting to stroke that area that was covered up by that underwear she had on. The skirt stayed on, but his fingers still had easy access to that hole if he so desired. Pushing her underwear to the side, the demon began to stroke her pussy lips, rubbing one finger over her slit and rubbign against that little love button of a clit.

The men and coach starred at the young girl, wondering why she was starting to get so nearvous all of a sudden, but they all seemed to be enjoying it.

Janita stumbled as she got to the ground, falling in an awkward heap that exposed her behind to the watching men. They hooted and hollered, and she angrilly got to her feet and held her skirt down. She felt very strange! Her body felt like it was on fire!

She adjusted her clothes frantically, again and again. It felt like something was touching her breasts...and between her legs!

She was panting now, and acting very nervously. She had no idea what was happening! With a shriek, she felt - very clearly - as something touched her hyper-sensitive clitoris! Her hands flew to her crotch and she grabbed herself, before blushing in complete humiliation and struggling to regain her composure.

Suddenly it dawned on her...it must be the clothes! She must be allergic to the material!

"I - I have to go! Now!" Janita blurted out, stumbling awkwardly towards the door to the locker room.

Grail could see inside of the illusion just fine, in fact, he was getting idea after idea of what to do to this big titted little slut. He grinned, watching as the several illusionary men would hoof it over towards the locker room doors before Janita could get to them, blocking the young woman's way as they stood there, grinning at her. "Where are you going sugar? Seems the party is just beginning." They all began to laugh while the rest of the female squad would block off all the other entrances, while the two teachers stood there, seemingly doing nothing at all.

In the real world, her body was just like a puppet for Grail, he continued to slowly stroke up and down her body, finally removing the entire outfit from her person. He chucked her outfit over to the side near the benches as he played around with her body, kneelign down in front of her and spreading her legs.

In the illusion, her body would almost begin to act on it's own. Her legs began to part against her will, while it seemed that her cheerleading outfit was trying to fly right off of her body. The neck part of the outfit seemingly would not want to stay tied, and soon the front part of her cheerleading uniform was falling foward, threatning to expose her breasts completely. Her skirt as well would be starting to slide down her body, against her will...