Gym class: Woo- fun stuff. I had gym with- guess who? Guess, guess!
No seriously, guess because I have no idea who half of these people were.
I just new Tereya was in my gym class, and we had swimming. Oh… SWIMMING… And she had a TWO PIECE…
Please tell me that I don’t sound like a horny high school boy right now?
…No?
Hey!
I am NOT a horny-high-school-YURI!
…That often… Okay sorry. Just the though of seeing her in a two piece sends me off the deep end.
Hee-he. Get it?
Okay sorry, I’ll stop.
Really though. It makes me excited for swimming- despite the fact that I can’t… Not very well anyway… And yeah, being a dog, that’s uh… the ONLY swimming technique I know and can do correctly. Regular strokes almost drown me, and if I’m in water above my head, I freak and end up drowning myself.
Not Fun.
So yeah. Gym locker rooms, woo! Girls stripping out of clothing to reveal pretty panties and matching bra sets. I always feel awkward in the girls gym locker room. My face always heats and I feel awkward about changing in front of other girls- like my body has some weird dieses that I don’t want anyone to see.
I went down there a bit late because I was talking to the coach, so before I even opened the door, my face heated thinking of all of the girls that weren’t just changing- they were STRIPPING. As in, like, ASS NAKED. I melted. If I seriously was a guy, I’d totally have to skip gym to relieve myself. I gulped and opened the door.
…I wanted to slam it and run out. The first thing I see is Tereya in nothing but her skirt, and in the midst of taking off her bra. I couldn’t do that though, so I just awkwardly walked to my locker, looking like I had a fever because of my red face. “Gha, Trish, I can’t get this off, can you help me?” The girl named “Trish” (Which was probably short for something) was a frog. (You can usually tell because of the freckles on their face, sometimes on the rest of their body, and bright green hair that was the color of Lilly pads.) She walked over to Tereya. Her fingers touched a small amount of naked skin as she undid her bra, which fell off her shoulders in such a manner… Hnnn…
I buried my face in my locker for a minute, feigning getting my things. I clumsily went over to a stall, dropping things along the way. My face was hot. “Hey, Mutt!” Tereya called me. I turned around, face still red. “You okay?” She laughed, as she stripped of her skirt to reveal faint pink panties. Trish was also stripping next to her, not saying much. Frogs were more of less “one-worders”. I nodded and wiped around. She sauntered over to me, hips swaying more that needed and her tail curled around her hip.
“I didn’t know you changed in the stalls. Doesn’t seem like you.” She said, dainty fingers touching my shoulder.
“You honestly don’t know shit about me.” I spat. (Although it didn’t come out as harsh as I wanted it to.)
She giggled, obviously amused. “You feel awkward in the locker rooms, don’t you?” She whispered in my ear, silently noting the fact that I was a closet yuri. I rounded my shoulder to get her fingers off of me. She giggled and whispered again, “So you’d feel awkward if I stripped of my underwear behind you right now. Oohh, poor puppy fantasizing about naughty things, nee?” I whipped around to face her, face red from embarrassment and anger. She giggled and evil, high-pitched laugh and left me alone to pick a stall to strip in.
I felt like it was a waste of money to go out and but bathing suits, so I usually used the school one. (I know your like, where the HELL did she get a bathing suit from -school one or not- when she didn’t even know she had gym? Well, some students don’t get their schedule chance in time, so the school as bathing suits reserved for that purpose, which I just go and use anyway.)
It was indigo and had a white strip over the chest for your name to be written on. It was a one piece that seemed like a dress- besides the fact that it stopped WAY to short and had built in bottoms in it. (They were kind of like mini-shorts.) I quickly stripped, just to as quickly, if not faster, put the bathing suit on. I took a hair tie out of the pocket of my jeans that were on the small bench in the stall and put my hair up.
I came out and quickly shoved everything into the compact locker and shut it, leaving my towel by my bag.
I hurried out to the pool, as much as I dreaded getting into it. Tereya was already out there sitting on the bleachers with her towel around her waist, giggling with a different girl about girly things that makes girls giggle. Stuff of that sort.
I sat at the opposite end and just waited for everyone else to come out so we could get this over with.
Perks: I got to see lots of lovely sights
Downfall: I hate swimming, and Tereya was going to watch me embarrass myself.
I sighed, which for some reason, the girl behind me nudge me with her knees. “Hn?” I tipped my head back to look at her. She was a wolf, a.k.a., Ookami. “Hm? Oh, I’m sorry.” She said, realizing she must of nudged me. “No biggie.” I said simply, turning my attention back to the dreaded mass of water.
“…Did you know that there going to MAKE us take the swimming test?” She asked suddenly. “Huh? But that’s unfair!” I pouted, turning to my side to talk to the girl better. “I know right! I like water and all, but what if we drown?” I nodded. “I’m alright as long as my feel touch the floor, otherwise I freak. They can’t really MAKE us, can they?”
“If I drown and almost die, I’m SO suing.” She said, which got me to laugh. “If we do it at the same time, think we have better chances of winning?”
“CAN we sue the same people at the same time?” We both laughed. “Names Oura Ookamineruka. You call just call me Oura. I’m a junior, class 4-A.”
“Urusai, sophomore, class 2-D. Yoroshiku.” I said, nodding. She flashed me a smile with a set of nice, white, canine incisors. I had to admit I was a bit jealous of them. Her hair was the same color as her ears and tail, a light grey, almost white looking. Her hair was so fluffy, you couldn’t even see her ears because they blended in besides the pink undertone. She had a single part that was braded, and her eyes were aquatic and at the same time, electric. A fitting combo for someone such as herself.
Oura’s faded grey tail flicked, and her right ear twitched. “Coach’s coming.” She said, and stood stick straight like she was in a Nazi training camp, and coach was Hitler. I laughed. “Sshh. I know some people like ‘em straight out of the concentration camp, but oddly enough, I found out coach likes ‘em girly.” I laughed. “Seriously?” She lost her pose and nodded. “Weird right? For a muscular guy like him? I was even starting to think the guy was one of those types that is in love with himself.” I burst into fit of laughter- only because I could see it. Coach in the mirror eyeing down himself, posing and getting himself turned on.
“Oh my gods, can’t you just see him in the mirror, extra muscled up-”
“Posing and getting turned on!” We both were laughing so hard we were clutching our stomachs and so loud everyone was staring and deathly silent.
I felt someone smack the back of my head. “Will you shut up already?” Tereya hissed. “Coach is waiting for you two to shut up so we can start!”
“Hey!” Oura said, standing up. “What makes you think you have the right to go hitting people like that?!” She growled.
“Oura, sit, it’s fine.” I said, monotone, but keeping an eye on Tereya the entire time.
“Alright, if you two are done,” Coach started. We both covered our mouths and snickered, both probably imagining the same thing.
“Now I need you all to do warm ups, so pick a partner.”
Oura wrapped her arms around me like I was her new screw buddy, and made a big show of putting her leg over mine, and laughed. I gripped for her, imitating a b rated movie’s version of lust, and laughed too.
It was cool. We just, clicked.
We laughed again and got up to stretch and do warm ups. There was more space at the end of the pool (by the deep end… Hhnm… >.
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