Locker room

After the casual practice winds down, everyone heads toward the locker rooms. Since the soccer team has been all-girls until today, there’s only one main locker room. No one seems bothered by it.

You follow the girls inside. The atmosphere is loud and playful. Most of them have zero shame jerseys and sports bras come off immediately, shorts and panties tossed onto benches. A dozen sweaty, athletic, half-naked and fully naked girls fill the room, chatting and laughing.

You start stripping down too. As your shorts drop, a couple of the girls openly stare.

“God damn, look at that ass,” one of them whistles.

“Nice cock,” another adds with a smirk. “Freshman’s packing.”

You laugh, shaking your head as you grab a towel. “This is straight-up sexual harassment, you know that, right?”

The girls burst out laughing. A few of them catcall you even louder. Claire looks on with a confused smile, not fully getting why everyone is acting so weird. Jackie is bright red but keeps stealing glances.

You shower quickly, as the girls sneak peeks, get dressed, and by the time you’re done every girl on the team has given you her number “for team stuff.” Some of the notes have very obvious extra hearts and flirty comments.

There is still time till next class so you casually walk back to the school building, as you do, you hear quick footsteps behind you.

“Jack! Wait!”

You turn around and see Jackie jogging to catch up, her red hair still slightly damp from the shower.

“Huh, if it isn’t my favorite redhead lover,” you tease with a grin. “Want to go again?”

“Yes!” she answers instantly, then immediately freezes. “W-wait, no! I mean— before that…” She stutters badly, her face turning tomato red. “I just wanted to walk back with you… maybe get to know each other more? If that’s okay…”

She’s fidgeting with the strap of her bag, looking equal parts embarrassed and hopeful. Even after the locker room full of naked girls, shy little Jackie is still the cutest one.