Normal class, so far...

Luckily your next class is gym so it will be relatively easy. You make your way towards the gymnasium and just as you approach it the bell rings. You're relieved you don't have to hide from hall monitors anymore but you're also nervous now that all the students will see you.

Your fears are proven fruitless as most of the students ignore you just as they did when you were a boy. You notice the occasional glance from male students checking you out but that actually makes you feel good. You squeeze by your fellow teenagers and make it into the gym. Wellfonte spares no expense and the gymnasium is no exception. It resembles a stadium, walls lined with bleachers, pristine basketball hoops, and a high vaulted ceiling.

You make your way to the changing room when you suddenly stop yourself. You almost entered the boys room like you always do. You reluctantly step into the girls locker room and are thankful it's still empty. You rush to one of the unassigned lockers and open it. Inside is a small maroon tee and black women's athletic shorts. You grab them and quickly undress while no one else is in the locker room.

As you slip on the t-shirt you hear more students arriving to the class and girls begin to enter the locker room. You do your best to blend into the background as they start to get into their own gym clothes. You are treated to a rare sight as all these nubile young girls unabashedly undress completely, exposing their taught flawless bodies to one another. Their butts are works of art, perfectly plump and round; their bellies are flat and tight; and their breasts are perky and smooth. You feel yourself blushing as you watch the girls change. You decide it's probably best to just finish yourself and scurry from the changing room.

Once all the students have finished changing you see the gym teacher, Mr. Caulder, step out from his office. He is an average looking middle aged man, slightly balding on top and very tall. He has a reputation for being hungover in the morning and drunk before school is out, although today he seems surprisingly sober.

“Alright kids! We're going to do rock climbing today. Get in line be the wall!” Mr. Caulder shouts to the class while checking off names on his clipboard. You notice him looking up at you with a confusing look before shrugging and checking off a name.

As is usual at Wellfonte the classes are split up by gender for many assignments, certainly ones during gym class. You line up with the girls in-front of one of the rock walls. To ensure student safety the walls are meant to be climbed horizontally rather than vertically, that way the student is never more than six feet from the ground. The first one in each line gets up to the rock wall and starts their climb while everyone else waits there turn. Once they finish the next in line starts and you soon become keenly aware of the point of this exercise. All of the boys in line and Mr. Caulder are clearly staring at the girl climbing who is inadvertently showing off her ass for everyone. Each time she raises her leg to get purchase her extremely short shorts ride up and expose her panties, and whenever she raises her arms her shirt raises up and shows off the small of her back.

What else can you expect from a school with a program like the Attendants, there is sexism everywhere that you never noticed before as a boy. After many of the girls have had their turn you are up next to 'climb the wall' but more aptly 'show off your body for the boys'. You swallow your pride and get up to the wall. You never had trouble with the rock wall before but as a girl you are having a harder time pulling yourself up.

“You okay there? Isabella?” You hear Mr. Caulder call and some students snicker.

“I'm... I'm okay.” You nervously answer as you struggle with the grips.

Mr. Caulder ignores your answer and walks up behind you. Intending to help you he grabs a hold of your waist and lifts you up. Once you get your feet and hands on some of the holds he moves his hands to your ass and pushes you up. He's doing his best to disguise his motions as a teacher helping a student but you clearly feel his fingers caress your ass and spread open your cheeks. You're also pretty sure you felt him smell your hair while he gripped your waist.

By the time you finish the wall you are beet red with embarrassment and sweating like a pig. Mr. Caulder helps you down from the wall and you join the other students who have finished in stretches. Once the other students finish the teacher orders everyone into the showers. Oh no! You completely forgot about the showers. As soon as you step in there all the girls will see your little cock and lack of breasts!