"This is stupid!" fumed Aria Campolina. The star track and field athlete was not dressed in her usual athletic gear. She was dressed in a red and white cheerleader uniform and gesturing angrily with a pom pom.

Head cheerleader Megan smirked. "Make stupid bets, win stupid prizes."

"This isn't me winning!" yelled Aria.

"Oh, that's right." Megan smirked even harder. "I won. Sounds to me like you're the stupid one."

Aria shot Megan a death glare. But there wasn't a lot that she could do about it. Just on her own, Aria may not have been the type to honor a stupid bet. But she'd carried on so loudly when she was placing the bet that the rest of the track and field team got involved.

It really was a stupid bet. Whoever broke the of the bet first lost. Aria couldn't say dork or nerd or dweeb. None of the cheerleaders could, like, say like. In the valley girl sense. And Megan was a smart gambler. She didn't place bets if she didn't have an ace up her sleeve. Just a little bit of knowledge that Aria didn't have. That bookish girl Ellen Taliaferro tended to wander over during cheer practice.

"Ugh, who invited the nerd?" slipped out unbidden. And five minutes into the bet, Aria had lost.

"That didn't count! That's not fair!" Aria had protested.

"Booo!" had counter-protested the track and field team. "Big, tough Aria is going to try to back out?"

"AAAAAAARGGGH!" conceded Aria.

And that was how the horse wound up dressed as a cheerleader. Honor-bound to attend a week's worth of practices to the great amusement of the cheerleaders and the track and field team.

(And the great interest of Ellen who kept coming to watch the cheerleader practice but took great pains to stay out of sight of Aria who might well have attempted to throw something at her if she saw her there.)

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Sometimes restrictions are the muse for commission choices. Scottyartz was doing stream pics, single character and sfw. I have pictures of Aria in a racing context already so I wanted something different. A fun single character image that would sort of tell a story before I got in and told a story with words.

I don't how much musing I went through to get to the idea of Aria being forced to dress up as a cheerleader. But it seemed a very funny idea once I got there. She's the sort of ultra-competitive athlete that would look down on cheerleaders to some extent. And pride goeth before having to dress up in a cheerleader outfit and ing their routines and looking foolish because you didn't rehearse.

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Aria Campolina owned by me
Art by  scottytheman