"Holy shit, dude!" one of the giant face said. "You did it. You shrunk them! All eight of them. And you got all of them!"
"You sure got all of them? And nobody can trace them to us?" a second giant face said.
"Dude, relax," the third face said. "Everything is under control. Promise."
When the first voice started talking, his voice made the glass vibrate. Probably not enough that the giants would notice, but it definitely made all the cheerleaders lose their footing.
The giants didn't notice. But when they stepped away from the aquarium, the shaking stopped and all the cheerleaders got to their feet. They gathered in a corner, whispering (as if the giants could hear them).
"What? What happened to us?" Courtney asked. She was the newest member of the squad, In any other setting, the shapely Courtney, with her brown eyes and very shapely body would have been considered super hot. On the squad, though, among other super hotties, she just came off as average. But she was anything but average.
"I'm not sure, but that's the Sinatra club," Tara replied. Tara was the Amazonian co-captain of the squad, with long red hair, sparkling green and a pair of Double D breasts that defied gravity.
"Shit!" Darla, the only black cheerleader on the squad, was the one who said it, but they were all thinking it. The Sinatra club was three of the nerdiest science geeks in the school. The called themselves the Sinatra club because they all had blue eyes. They were obsessed with the school's cheerleading squad, and were always trying to get peeks at them. Even after the cheerleaders had had their boyfriends kick their asses over and over, the Sinatra club still was obsessed the cheerleader.
And now, somehow, the Sinatra club had managed to capture all the cheerleaders and shrunk them as well! What were they going to do?
The girls didn't have long to wait, as the Sinatra club came back to view their captives.
"I say we start with Courtney." That suggestion came from Frank, the one who was worried about if they were going to get caught. "She'll probably put up the least fight."
Courtney shrank in on herself, as Tara stepped in between her and the giant faces. That just made the three nerds laugh.
"I say we start with Darla. See how that brown sugar tastes." That was Albert, the one who said that he had taken care of everything.
"Fuck you, you white pieces of shit," Darla shouted, flipping all three nerds off. That got all three nerds laughing.
"Now, I say we start with Lisa," That suggestion was made by Tom, the final nerd. Lisa was a statuesque blond, who was a bit on the shy side. "Let's find out if she's a real blonde." Lisa turned pale and huddled together with another cheerleader.
After a brief discussion, the Sinatra club decided to start off with
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