Cheer practice ran late and I missed the late bus. Great. I’d have to wait for mom to get off work and pick me up. With all this extra time, I figure sitting there sweaty would do me no good so I decided to shower.
I text mom to pick me up on her way home from work and walk into the locker room. I strip down, pulling my tight shorts around my bubble butt, and pulling my shirt off and unhooking my bra, letting my C Cup boobs hang free. I go to the showers and turn on the water, entering the brisk water, I use the soap provided in the dispenser on the wall and rub my body with it, hugging my curves and caressing my skin gently. All of a sudden, I hear a few voices, male voices. My error dawns on me, while I was texting mom I walked into the wrong locker room, and varsity football just let out, so now my naked freshman self is stuck here with a bunch of older jocks.
I continue showering, praying none of them will go shower themselves.