Act natural

"Well," Emily said, changing into her gym clothes, "if awareness is off then Coach shouldn't care, right?"

"I guess not, but I still can't do the exercises in a skirt, everyone will see my underwear!" Riley said.

She shrugged. "Maybe they won't notice? Sorry, I'm kinda preoccupied with my own situation here."

"Can't you just turn off the customization?"

She paused. "That- yeah, that works."

Emily picked up her phone again, flipping to Riley's profile. She tapped Skirts Only to toggle it off, only for another animation of Jane to pop up and wag a finger at her with a smirk. The option grayed out, and tapping it again only cause a buzzer sound to play. She turned the screen to face her and Faye, frowning sympathetically.

"Or not, I guess. Sorry, Riley..."

She just sighed as Emily turned off awareness instead. "It's fine, let's just hope for the best."

"C'mon, let's go already, maybe Coach will cut you some slack today," Faye said, urging them out of the locker room.

The three of them entered the gym, Riley still instinctively strutting like a supermodel. The class had already started their stretches, and they hurried to line up in the back.

Coach Lin called out to them, "Kennedy, why aren't you in uniform?"

Riley and Emily froze, looking at each other with wide eyes. Faye just patted her shoulder as she kept walking. Riley cleared her throat.

"S-sorry Coach, I, uh, forgot my shorts today."

He frowned. "What are you talking about? Enough joking around, just get that skirt off and form up, you girls are already late."

She paled, looking at the assembled students. A few boys were grinning and nudging each other but most of the glances being sent her way seemed more curious or annoyed, while others were staring hungrily at Emily instead.

"While we're young, Kennedy."

Blushing and shaking, Riley slowly stripped off her skirt and held it in front of her thong. Coach Lin nodded towards the front of the room, and she hesitantly dropped her skirt there before quickly moving to line up beside her friends, ass swaying. The class resumed their warm-up like nothing had happened. Riley was thankful to be at the back of the room as she bent and stretched, though she could tell Emily was sneaking peeks at her bare legs and butt.

After they finished, Coach Lin announced that they would be playing volleyball today. Riley covered herself again as the class scrambled to get the nets set up and bring out the balls, Faye hovering protectively near Emily when the boys started trying to cop a feel as they passed. It was teams of four, so they ended up partnering with a sneering brunette named Zoe.

"Don't bother covering yourself, we've all seen it and I'm not gonna lose just 'cause you're suddenly feeling shy."

She let out an eep, and clutched herself tighter. "D-don't you think it's weird that I'm bottomless?"

Faye turned to give her an odd look, while the girl scoffed and rolled her eyes. "You know how anal Coach is about the dress code, there's no way he'd let you wear a skirt for PE. Dunno why the hell you decided to wear a thong today, though. Now let's play already, it's your serve."

She picked up the ball and tossed it at Riley, who caught it by instinct. Her face warmed as her underwear was exposed, but she **** herself to serve the ball and start the game. She was conscious of her butt jiggling as she jumped around the court, and whenever they rotated positions such that Emily was behind her she could practically feel her gaze glued to the bare cheeks hanging out of her thong. Between the two of them being constantly distracted the other team easily pulled ahead in points. Zoe began to get visibly agitated, especially once a couple of their opponents started taunting them for their poor performance.

"Come on!" Zoe growled, "What are you doing!"

"Hey, calm down," Faye said, "it's just a game."

"And we'd be winning if that fucking dyke would quit ogling her ass!" she snapped, jabbing a finger at Emily before whirling to face Riley. "Why the fuck are you wearing such slutty underwear anyways, are you getting off on this or something?"

Riley flinched, tugging the hem of her shirt down as far as she could.

Faye got up in her face, glaring hard. "Hey, back off."

"Or what, bitch?" She shoved her.

"Knock it off over there," Coach Lin called sternly, "or you'll both be running laps instead."

That got her to settle down a bit, though she held a stormy expression for the rest of the period. When they ended up losing the match by a wide margin, she shoved past them as she went to get a drink of water. Emily went to put the ball away in the storage room as the rest of them took down their net and laid it down by the bleachers with the rest. Riley grabbed her skirt and scurried off to the locker room, Faye close behind her. The two of them showered quickly, getting dressed before waiting around by the lockers. As the bell rang for the start of the break the other girls gradually filtered out, Zoe shooting them one final glare as she went.

"Hey, where's Emily?" Faye asked once the locker room was empty.

"Is she, um, you know...?" Riley blushed, nodding towards the showers.

"I don't hear the water running. Did you see her come in?"

Right on cue, the door swung open. They both turned to look, gasping at what they saw.