Cheetah arrived at the studio, just as the sun was starting to rise. She was a little tired from staying up last night, readying herself. Her long legs had to be shaved smooth, her bikini line waxed, and most importantly, her pussy shaved. She had to this one as she had been caught by the camera before with legs wide apart, and pubic hair hanging out of her leotard. Never again, she still gets ribbed about it now and then. As she had to change into her workout clothes in the studio, she left home without to much on. She just put on a white g-string teddy, with underwire cups to hold her 34dd breasts, with a little dress over the top. She ate a bowl of cereal, then sorted through the clothes basket looking for a pair of shimmer tights. The tights were now a necessity since her little pubic hair experience, Cheet not taking any chances. She found her tights, grabbed her shoes and socks and headed out the door. It was very windy outside as she made her way to the car, tights, shoes and socks in one hand, car keys and lunchbox in the other. A group of young boys, about 13-14 years old, were hanging around the carpark, skateboarding, as Cheeta walked past. One of the boys let out a wolf whistle as she walked past. Cheeta just ignored them. As she struggled with her car keys, a gust of wind blew up, blowing her dress up over her shoulders, exposing her g-string teddy. Suddenly the boys went quiet. She had a quick glance as she backed the car out the driveway, to see the skatboarders with their mouths wide open in disbeleif. She smiled and waved to them as she drove off, teasing them, she had her revenge.

She hopped out of her car, giving the security guard a big panty shot as she fumbled with her shoes and lunchbox. Insde she went, to find Effie, Wendy & June already in their leotards and ready to go. All three girls had shimmer tights on, with a shiny nylon lycra leotard over the top. Cheeta went to the dressing room, and picked up her leotard, she had the same type of leotard. It was a turtle neck g-string with a zip down the back, and a cutout around the stomach, and between the breasts. Due to the large nature of her breasts, she always tried to wear a bra, or a sports bra/top, under her leotard where possible. With the cutout between the breasts, she couldn't wear one under this leotard. Her leotard was white at the top/front, with fluro green bottom/front, fluro blue bottom/back, and fluro pink top/back. Great she thought sarcasticly, my nipples will really stand out in this one. Anyway she had to wear it. Michelle poked her head out from behind the change screen to say hello. Cheeta could she her figure from behind the screen. She was very tall, with extremly long legs, fairly big breasts, and a well toned body. Cheeta slipped off her dress, picked up her leotard, but as she grabbed her tights, they got caught on a nail on the chair, ripping them. "Shit" she said. Michelle stuck her head out once again, to see what was wrong. Cheeta held up her tights, with a big rip in them. "No problem" Michelle said, "i've got a spare pair here". Cheeta walked over to the change screen, expecting Michelle to have her leotard on by now, but she walked in to find Michelle still putting her tights on. Michelle didn't flinch, she pulled her tights up to her mid-thighs, and stood up to get Cheeta her tights. Cheeta could see her completely shaved pussy, as Michelle worked her tights up her long legs. Pulling them right up, she stood straight in front of Cheeta with the seam of her tights splitting her mound in two, with her breasts hanging uncovered in front of her. Michelle turned around and asked Cheeta to adjust the seam in her tights, so it was in the middle of her firm arse. Cheeta obliged, her hands tingling, her heart racing. She had never touched another woman like this before. She tugged ans pulled on the tights to move them into position, being careful at first not to touch Michelle's body, but then not being able not to run her hands over Michelle's tight covered, rock hard behind. When she had the tights in position, she gave Michelle's arse cheek a gentle kiss. Cheeta kneeled there, bewildered by what made her do that. Michelle had a smile from ear to ear, as she reached out, grabbed her spare pair of tights, and handed them to Cheeta. As Cheeta still kneeled there lost, Michelle slipped into her leotard, did up the zip, and turned to Cheeta.

She held out her hand, helping Cheeta up off her knees. Michelle reached out and grabbed the straps on Cheeta's g-string teddy, sliding them over her shoulders, down her arms. She gave the straps a quick flick, and out popped Cheeta's large breasts. Michelle went down on her knees, sliding Cheeta's teddy down her legs and off. She motioned to Cheeta to sit on the stool, while Michelle put her tights on. Over her feet, up her calves, to the mid thighs, Michelle slid the tights on Cheeta's legs. Cheetah stood up so Michelle could pull the tights all the way up. Michelle pulled them all the way up, so they were parting Cheeta's big mound. She fiddled with the seam untill it was in the middle all the way round. Michelle hopped up and ran over and grabbed Cheeta's leotard. The lycra felt so smooth and silky in her hands. She held the leotard as Cheeta slipped one leg in, then the other one, then Michelle pulled the leotard up over Cheeta's body, sneakily sliding her little finger over Cheeta's nipples as she went over them. Cheeta slipped her arms in and Michelle did the rear zip up. They headed out and started to warm up.

part 1, to be continued