M-m-m-multi ass!

Based on the two chicks you just saw, if the rest of the people making noises in the gym were half as hot as they were, the coach would have to wait in line.

Still, based on the word "coach," and your assumption there was some kind of practice going on you'd be seeing the queen bee sooner or later if you stuck around long enough.

With your plan of action decided, you gathered up all of the clothes you had just looted and deposited them in a garbage can on your way out and strutted out into the gym.

It was even more beautiful than you had dreamed. Normally you'd have had some self control, but there was just under a dozen well sculpted women in tight clothing and they were all yours for the taking. Everywhere you looked there were long leg's, tight asses, and jiggling breasts.

Doing some leisurely laps around the gym while chatting were two blonde bombshells. The taller of the two had muddier looking hair, and a pair of tits that even a sports bra struggled to keep control over. The shorter one had platinum blonde hair and was far better proportioned, although that gave her a husky appearance, yet she was keeping pace with her friend without pause. Both had their hair tied back into ponytails.

Sitting in the middle of the gym was a small group of four Two olive skinned beauties, the lighter of the two with her brown hair in a pony tail, the slightly darker one sporting long corn rows, reaching to the middle of her shoulders. Another was platinum blonde with a layered pixie cut, and a cute carpet bombing of freckles reaching from one cheek to the other, and beside her a lightly tanned, raven hair girl with shoulder length hair and a pink headband holding up her bangs.

Finally, there was the last four girls in the gym. Tess, the tallest, most toned girl in the gym. Her curvy asian friend who was the second shortest girl in the gym, and there were also two new girls.

The first, sitting on the bottome step of the bleachers, was the textbook example of nerdy team manager. Tall and lanky, braces, thick framed glasses, ill fitting blue and white tracksuit that looked like it came out of her fathers wardrobe, long messy blonde hair that cascaded down to her waist. She didn't look much like a volleyball player at least, although she was nothing compared to the last girl, standing beside her.

The last girl was a goth, at least that's what you think she was going for with all the black. Black shoulder length hair tied into two pigtails with lacy black ribbon. Black mascara. Black eyeliner. Black lipstick. Black corset with black feathers bunched around her shoulderblades. Black pleated mini skirt. Black garter belt holding up black stockings. Black leather, high-heeled ankle boots.

You weren't a hundred percent sure on what she was aiming for though. In your opinion, her sexy funeral look was ruined by her glaring bright green eyes, her pink skin, and her pearly white teeth which she was constantly flashing as she kept up a conversation with the other three.