Day 2 - Michelle knows the truth

You wake up in your cabin with your usual erection. The memory of masturbating with your coach last night is more embarrassing than hot, but your morning wood doesn't care.

You sneak to the bathroom and take care of it, stressing over what will happen. Michelle was nice about this yesterday, but you worry about what she will do now. Will she still want to coach you? Are you going to be in trouble for keeping the secret?

The other girls wake up, and you all go out to do an early morning run. After that is yoga, and your worry is so strong that you don't get distracted or turned on by the girls doing poses in their workout clothes.

At breakfast, Michelle gets up from her spot at the coach table beside the big, muscled Russian coach, and comes to sit with you.

"How are you?" she asks.

"I'm OK."

"I know you're worried. I wish I could tell you everything would be OK, but I don't know." She sighs and takes a big bite of a bagel. "Look at me. Stress eating."

You always thought her plump body was cute. Now that you have seen her naked, and you know how big her boobs really are... you start to get hard remembering the sight of her with that shiny oil on her. And the sticky, wet noises of her two fingers rubbing her damp clit.

You drink some orange juice.

"I have to talk to the lady who runs this place," Michelle says.

"Why?"

"To make sure this is OK."

You feel dread. You don't blame Michelle for doing the right thing, but you don't want to be kicked out.

Michelle squeezes your hand and tries to make you feel better, but it doesn't help. You don't touch your breakfast.

Next you have to sit in a lecture on offensive strategy. Only twenty minutes into it, Michelle comes to get you. You miserably follow her out of the room.

"She wants to see you," she tells you.

You and Michelle leave that building and go to the office. The receptionist sends you to a room where a cute secretary at the desk tells you to go right into another office.

Inside, a well-dressed woman sits behind a desk. She is older than Michelle, about forty, but in great shape. She has a nice figure, and lustrous, blonde hair.

"Hi, there." She invites you in and gets up, coming over to shake hands with Michelle. "Riley. I've been watch you, you know?"

"You have?" Lots of people have. You don't feel like a star most of the time, but you really are good at soccer.

"Of course. Michelle tells me we have a situation."

"I guess so. I'm sorry for keeping it secret." What else is there to say?

"May I see?"

You are surprised, and you look at Michelle, who nods.

"Um, OK." You point at your groin. "Really?"

Annette nods. "I know it's embarrassing," she says.

You pull your shorts down just enough to show her.

"OK. That is real." She looks very surprised.

"I'm a girl," you say quickly.

Annette looks suspicious. "Can I see that too?"

"I've seen. She's telling the truth," Michelle says on your behalf.

"Please," Annette says.

You show her your penis again, and this time you pull it up so she can see between your legs. She comes a little closer for a better look, and you smell her perfume. Her blouse is giving you some cleavage to look at. Her breasts are as big as Michelle's.

"That looks real too. Oh!" Annette looks surprised. Your cock has started to grow.

You quickly stuff it back in your shorts, but your embarrassment makes it worse. Your cock grows to full size, and the large tent from it is obvious. You cover it with your hands.

"Wow. That must be really hard to live with," Annette says nicely.

"Am I in trouble?" you ask.

"No. I've heard rumors that are a couple other girls like you here," Annette says and perches on the edge of her desk. "As long as you have lady parts too I don't want to make it into a big thing. But we have to find a way to deal with this." She points at your crotch. "You can't spend the next six weeks hiding in a bathroom stall. You're here to become a better athlete."

"I do it first thing every day," you say, blushing.

Annette looks impressed. "Looks like that isn't good enough. Unfortunately, I have meetings today, so we have to do this later. I want you two to brainstorm. We need a game plan."