Sky blue-skinned Spread Eagle (Ms. Eagle in superior term), the undisputed head of the cheerleading team, has been slowly pacing back and forth as she was watching her crowd of loyal league-bound squad of perfection-heavy cheerleaders. She had on a white and purple suit with black heels, and her dirty blonde hair tied into a Pom-Pom-shaped bun. Occasionally, she’d call in part of her squad for a private lecture on performance, and would sometimes turn a newbie into a pro just by pleasuring her for some odd reason on account of adding in fresh new talent at a moment’s notice. Indeed, the procedure worked, but at the same time, she’d act guilty and tired of being surrounded by so many nubile debutantes as well as professionals and athletes. Though, it was for a good cause of competition, and it led her and the squad into victory. Countless trophies and losses were held all throughout her tireless career, and theirs, but after a countless trail of wins, she’d think it fair to just retire and leave with a memorable record.

As soon as the squad entered the gym, the headmistress abruptly called them in to gather for a meeting, which would’ve came after a vigorous practice. However, there wouldn’t be much of a practice to pull off unless otherwise...

“I have some big news for you all: One - We have been a dominant squad the cheerleading world has ever witnessed!” the headmistress announced, receiving an applause from the squad afterwards.

As soon as the claps stopped, Eagle resumed. “Two! Because of that, we have no competition to tear down, nor do we need it. So on account of being on top, I decided in the now, in our best interest without boring ourselves to death every day, to leave competitive cheerleading for good!”

The squad cheered, despite having to not cheer again, which was okay on their part. Though some would still wish stay with the crew and some wish to just leave happily, others needed someone to follow, despite having personal matters in mind. (one matter in particular, no less...)

“Which leads me to number three: this ‘Mojo Kitsune’ I keep hearing about seemed to be your fuel, hasn’t it?” the head of the squad asked.

“Uh-huuuuhhhhh!” a familiar dark pink unicorn stood up. She had a medium traditional ponytails, and a glittery star on her right eye. “That stallion has been with too many worthless bitches surrounding him, and we can’t even get an inch of him without getting our asses kicked!”

“Yeah!” the rest of the squad shouted out.

The head cheerleader saw to it, and drove further the best part of the news. “Well, since you guys have been top squad for a long time, I figured you could use a new purpose. So, as a reward, I want you mares to do one thing and one thing only: Getting your hands on that stallion cock... and enjoy every fucking inch of it because you deserve it...”

The squad cheered, pride rushing through their veins after hearing of such a goal. It was then Ms. Eagle gave a chance for anyone in the squad to leave if they wish, which was far more of the generous thing for a cheer-head to do. A large portion of the squad stood up and exited the gym with a courtesy, leaving only a tolerable few - a round-about-six members still remaining.

Spread Eagle called the glittery-eyed unicorn. “...And I believe you, Ms. Rowdy Riot, should, do the honor of maybe leading our prestigious cheer army with a few words...”

The glittery-eyed nodded and stood up before walking by her superior and facing the squad. “Ladies, We has a hell of a fun being cheerleaders, thanks to our fearless leader, Ms. Eagle here. But now, there was a little something called ‘personal business’! And, I can say that, from the bottom of my heart, that we aren’t too satisfied, are we?”

The six members agreed before Rowdy continued. “So, before we leave today, let’s take this goal into consideration. In fact, let’s think of it as a way of gratitude. And to give back, we must meet that goal given to us - hunting down that super stud, cock and all!”

The six members stood up and huddled around Rowdy and psyched themselves up, while Ms. Eagle stood and watched, sporting a proud smile. Oddly enough, she’d hate seeing her hard work leave, but there would come a time when a fantasy of hers has to be fulfilled, and would require a stallion to do it.

***

“Ow!” I winced lightly as I just recently got my ass smacked by Dot Dash, who insisted on turning my body into a counter-weapon as well as my dick, which has been a primary weapon for as long as I was in this school. Dot led me down to the same gym where I had conquered the gym team as well as their coach, which was luckily empty. In fact, I realized that almost every gym was empty for quite some time, and not a mare in sight.

“You see, your think that handling thousands of mares fucking you to death would be easy, but even I could feel you lasting a little less than what they’d expect. So, I gotta turn you into full steel.”

“Well...,” I paused Dot. “That won’t be necessary.”

“Oh. And why?” she tilted her head.

I breathed deeply. “It’s best to at least tell you and my girlfriends this. Though, I’m kinda afraid of telling it at this moment right now...”

“Seriously? Well, tell me!” Dot grew a bit suspicious. Aside of beating around the bush, I told her about my random adventure in a Daring Do book during my study time in the library. Along with that, I also mentioned the secret of my possibly found destiny, but only as far as the relic in my chest and a trustworthy mare goes. Dot’s reaction wasn’t as bland after I heard her smile with a “hmph” from her mouth. She has gotten close to me as ran through my shirt, trying to see if what I said to her was correct.

“So, a book character placed a relic in your chest, huh?” she smirked. I nodded, letting her feel my chest.

“Then what happens next?” she asked. She lured herself close to me and aimed a mere two inches close to my lips, not even touching mine.

“That... I can’t say.” I murmured.

“Can’t... or won’t?” Dot boasted with impatience, placing her cane between her legs, and mine. Teasing my crotch to slight attention, she expected me to answer with my lips clashing to hers. Sure enough, our lips pressed each other’s slowly, sending silent moans and vibrations around us. I took a chance at tasting her lips before she went for the gusto, pinning me to the ground and grinding our bodies in a tempting motion. After kissing, both of us aimed for either of our clothing, our only to be interrupted by a burst of the door. In came a familiar French earth mare from Physiology class - Emily d’Amour.

“Mon Cher! Come with me quickly!” Emily screamed out.