Class 4b

You had managed to escape that creepy bathroom weirdo and made it into class, however instead of a lecture hall like you were expecting, you almost had to pick your jaw up off of the floor when you entered what could only be described as a swimming pool. The smell of chlorine filled the room and you almost did a double take when you saw your girlfriend stood talking to an elderly man in grey sweatpants and zip-up jacket besides the pool. She was stood awkwardly in a one piece swimsuit that barely contained her generous H cup breasts. Seeing you enter the room; a look of relief washed over her face as you walked over to join them, your own face holding a look of pure confusion.

"Excuse me sir, but is this class 4b? You see, we're both media students, so-"

"Yes this is class 4b, yes Alex you and Stacy are both supposed to be here as part of your contract. I'm guessing you didn't bring any swimming gear either?" He asked with a growing hint of annoyance in his voice, you could only shake your head, still in shock that this was actually happening. Sighing he pointed off in the direction of what you assumed to be the changing rooms. "Back there, there's at least one pair of spare trunks left, get changed into em' and then get back out here for your induction." Looking to your girlfriends reassuring face you resolved yourself and made off towards the back rooms, giving one last comforting smile of your own to your watching girlfriend before you disappeared into the men's changing room.

Looking throughout the room you spotted a metal cabinet with one of the drawers labeled 'spare swim gear' - opening it up you find what the instructor wanted you to wear. Holding it up you feel your stomach sink as you realize that it isn't swimming trunks at all, they're speedos! And perhaps a size too small to boot. Grimacing you strip down to your birthday suit and pull the damned thing on. They felt far too tight to be comfortable, the damned fabric having a stranglehold on your crown jewels as they sat nestled in confinement.

Looking into a mirror you audibly gulped as you saw the outline of your bulge was visible to all, it left very little in the way of imagination - you were practically laid bare for all the world to see. You'd never been particularly big, hell you'd been pretty self conscious about your size for all of your life - that was until you met Stacy; being with her made you feel like you were big enough, that your size might not be so much of a problem after all. With the confidence that at least your girlfriend accepted you; you decided for her sake that you would walk back out there despite how exposed you felt.

Deciding it was time to face the music, you marched on out of the changing rooms and headed back on over to the instructor and your girlfriend who were still besides the pool. Seeing you walking back to her, your girlfriend momentarily froze as she saw the state you were in. She gasped and covered her mouth as you walked over to her - your smile turning into a grin by the time you were at her side until you both burst out into laughter at the ridiculousness of the situation.

"Wow babe, I'm loving the new look!" She teased.

"Yeah I'm thinking it's more my style, maybe I'll start wearing one around the house, or maybe when I go and take a shower!" You joked back. The instructor cleared his throat as he walked over with a clipboard.

"Know how to swim?" He asked you.

"Yes."

"Do you need any help with accessibility?"

"No."

"Then all you need is a third, we do swim teams in three's here for safety reasons. Teams small enough that you can all see one another clearly, but large enough that if one person can't bail you out then the other still can." Just then you hear footsteps approaching from behind, only to turn and feel your stomach turn with you as you looked up at a familiar face.

"I'll buddy up with em' coach, ain't nobody drowning on my watch." Said the 6'4 African goddess that smirked down at you both. She had changed out of her gym clothes from before and was now wearing a swimming bra and baggy swim trunks that almost went down to her knees.

"Perfect timing Nova. Alex and Stacy, this is Nova, and Nova this is Alex and Stacy. You pair are in good hands here, Nova is our regional qualifier for the swim team." And with that the coach left you both unattended with the damned bathroom weirdo. You wanted to cause a fuss but at the same time your anxiety kept you from saying a word. What would making a scene do for you now? Her **** had long since passed; and besides your confession would only be heresy.

"Nice to meet you Nova!" Stacy held out her hand for the ripped athlete to take. Holding out her own hand, Nova pulled your girlfriends hand up to her mouth where she kissed the back of it tenderly.

"Nice to meet you too, Ivory." At this your girlfriend giggled and wrapped her arms around yours trying to get you to join in on the fun. Faking a laugh of your own you joined in and squeezed Stacy back, subconsciously pulling your girlfriend away from her in the meanwhile.

"Alright crackers, enough chit chat, into the pool both of you - we're gonna start with some lines."

"Come on babe, it's been ages since we've been swimming! This ought to be fun!" Pulling you over to the side of the pool your girlfriend dived in like you might see a professional do, turning back to beacon you in. "The waters nice and cool! Come on, what are you waiting for! Come and catch me!" And with that your girlfriend started to swim towards the opposite side of the pool. Feeling a little hesitant you went towards the edge of the water and were just about to ease yourself in when you felt a firm push from behind that sent you into the drink.

Splashing about unceremoniously you breached the surface and breathed in a gasp of air as you looked back to see Nova standing above you smirking down with a cheeky smile. Not wasting anymore time she jumped into the pool besides you sending splashes of water directly into your face.

"Race you to the end cracker, winner gets your girlfriends sweet ass~" And with that she torpedoed ahead, not being one to be outdone without a fight you too began flailing your arms back and forth, kicking up splashes of water from behind as you tried to keep up with her - yet all you could see were the pale black soles of her feet kicking eye watering chlorine suds right back at you. Reaching the end before even your girlfriend did - it was now a race between those two as they began the return journey without you.

Passing them you thought you heard someone say "loser" but with the sound of all the splashes you couldn't be sure. Finally reaching the end you could see your girlfriend was already back at the start talking to Nova on her own, and the pair looked to be having a nice chat with one another. Gritting your teeth you felt really jealous all of a sudden and began to kick harder to make it back to see what they were talking about. Finally reaching the pair as they both laughed about something Nova looked over to you.

"Nice of you to finally join us Alex, any longer and we'd have to send out the lifeboats." Nova chuckled with your girlfriend joining in with a giggle. Feeling a little sour you merely hummed out an annoyed response.

"Alright no need to be a sore loser Alex, as punishment for being such a big baby you can go dive at the other end of the pool there, your goal is to touch the bottom of the pool with at least two fingers." Then with a wicked look on her face she looked over to Stacy. "Can you manage two fingers? Or do you like a challenge?" She grinned at your girlfriend.

"Me? Sure I like a challenge!" She responded innocently. Laughing Nova rest a gentle hand on the small of her back.

"Hear that Alex? Your girlfriend can manage more than two fingers, I guess you're all out of luck then!" You didn't like the way she was touching your girlfriend, and you certainly didn't like the way she was talking to you. What exactly was she trying to imply anyway?

"Don't be so mean to him! He can handle more than two fingers as well!" Stacy piped up in your defense, sending Nova into a laughing fit.

"Go on then Mr. boyfriend, lets see what you're made of!" Nova goaded you on through her mirth.

"No I don't like the way you're speaking to me, and I don't like the way you're touching her. What's your problem Nova?" Finally having enough you confronted the woman on her bullshit, however Nova gave you the most over the top shocked and innocent look you'd ever seen.

"What? Me? I was only playing around bro, it's all in good fun. And besides in my culture skinship is really important when making new friends. What's the matter anyways? We're both girls, dude. Why are you acting so insecure?" She asked, flipping the script on you all of a sudden.

"Alex she was just joking, come on lets not get nasty. Why don't we all just get along? I thought we were having fun." Your girlfriend tried to be an intermediary between you both and looked a little sad that you had spoiled the fun times that she was having. Feeling a little guilty for that you figured maybe you had indeed just overreacted?

"Sorry Nova, I guess I took it the wrong way." You offered her, a little embarrassed that you had confronted her so brazenly only to be shot down in an instant.

"Ain't no worries lil bro, s'all good." She said with a confident grin, even when you were apologizing she was antagonizing you. How could your girlfriend not see this? Instead she even looked happy that you had apologized.

"How about I go first and take the initiative? I'll be back before you know it!" And with a small farewell kiss your girlfriend waded until she submerged herself and began swimming to the end of the pool again, leaving you alone with Nova who now rested against the edge of the pool with her arms resting along the perimeter.

"She's got a nice ass, huh? How'd a loser like you nab a prize like her." Her eyes never left your girlfriends buoyant ass as she kicked back and forth towards the end of the pool.

"Loser..?" You asked her incredulously. "I'm not a loser!" You complained, outraged that she'd even dare to say it so boldly.

"Look bro, I call a fish a fish. I folded you like a deck chair in the shitter without even trying and I coulda lapped you thrice over had I really wanted to. You're a loser is what you are, your girlfriend on the other hand." She left the rest unsaid but her small mischievous grin said it all really.

"And what? You think being athletic makes you a winne-"

"Yes." She finished for you, however now it was your turn to laugh at her.

"Then why is she dating me? Maybe you're too much of a loser to know why." You finished with a smirk of your own.

"Maybe because she doesn't know what she's missing out on, did that ever cross your mind?" Hearing her say that you realized that you were her first and only boyfriend, maybe she was right... No, no more self pitying. You had promised to better your self esteem.

"Keep yapping, I'm plenty enough for her." You finished, just then your girlfriend surfaced looking pleased with herself for assumedly having reached the bottom. Smiling you waved back at her.

"Looking at what you're packing down there I could think of one, two or three things she might want more of~" And with that it was her turn to make off to where your girlfriend was. Not wanting to leave those two alone again, you set off after her; paddling as fast as you could manage. However if she was a fast swimmer before; this time around she had absolutely pierced through the water, reaching the end of the long pool in only 6 seconds - shocking both you and your girlfriend, the latter seen complimenting your new worst enemy upon arrival.

Gritting your teeth you thrashed through the water to get over to them in time but it felt like every thrust of your leg and every arch of your arm was like swimming through quick sand in comparison to her speeds. You could see between each breach of air that the two were conversing jovially just as before, without you. The thought saddened you that you were being left out, angered you that your girlfriend was being so friendly with someone that you now hated, self conscious of your body after her words and now beginning to doubt your prior confidence. Finally you make it to them and realize that Nova had began to dive just before you arrived. Without even acknowledging your girlfriend, you took a deep breath of air and dove down after her. She hadn't won yet!

Diving down after her you opened your eyes and began to realize just how deep the 'deep end' really was. You could see Nova's strong legs kicking downwards towards the bottom of the pool and swam vigorously behind her in pursuit. The deeper you got you realized you were gaining on her; only to see that she was now planted on the bottom of the pool, seated in a cross legged pose and looking up at you with a shit eating grin. Angrily you pushed on, you could still make it to the surface before she did! Then just as your fingers touched the floor of the pool - Nova grabbed a hold of your hand again just like before.

Pulling and thrashing didn't help you as you remained in her grasp - things started to get a little hazy as all of the air bubbles that you were previously holding in were now being released as you tried to shout for help. Pulling you to her now, she wrapped herself around your body and constricted you like a pythons prey. Face to face you could only watch helplessly as she wiggled her pinky finger back and forth in front of you as her knee drove itself into your squashed genitalia, rubbing it from side to side as the air evacuated your lungs. Breathing in water now you felt that this was the end, your vision was going black and an odd peaceful feeling enveloped your body.