"I- Uh. Oh, God..."

"I... Uh, oh god," you stammer, unable to focus as his rough hand touches your thighs. He simply grins, observing your reaction.

You feel like a mush under his touch, his hand caressing your skin as it slowly trails up towards your crotch.

Your mind feels scattered and disoriented. You came in here feeling confident, but now you're struggling to gather your thoughts. It doesn't even occur to you that he might find out that you're a guy cross-dressing as a slutty girl.

But then he pulls his hand away and stops. "You don't have to answer now, babe," he says, smacking your ass and causing you to let out a feminine yelp.

"Who's this girl?" you hear his teammates ask as you turn to the left to see them checking you out. Jason simply smiles. "She's mine, guys. No one touches her, okay?" They all laugh, and you can't help but blush. "Better be at the party, sexy," he says as he walks away with his teammates.

"Oh god, what is happening right now?" you say to yourself.

Jason mistook you for a girl and then groped you. Maybe you secretly wanted to be groped... He'll be at the party, right next to you, feeling you up. Shaking those thoughts out of your head, you head towards your locker.

Maybe your friends can understand what's going on right now.