Time to get changed

As we enter the park I look around and there isn't a man in sight, just a sea of women, mostly pretty, young and showing at least a little skin in their swimwear. We head for the changing rooms, and even from a distance we can see a long line has formed outside the women's room. As we get closer a woman in a park uniform approaches us.

"Just so you know, because of the gender imbalance of our guests this week we've made all the men's changing rooms and bathrooms gender neutral. There still might be a few men" she gestured towards me "So a lot of the women are still sticking to the ladies room, but you are welcome to use either one. And don't worry, there are some privacy cubes inside"

"I guess the men's room it is, I'm not waiting in that line!" announces Nat.

Emma waits outside, while the rest of us head into the changing room. We are greeted with a large room with benches where a few women are wrapped in towels changing into their swim suits under them. I hear a shriek and I turn my head to see a topless red-head hands clasped firmly over her ample breasts turning around.

"Willow, you told me there wouldn't be any men here today!" she yelled at her already dressed friend.

I blush deeply, both ashamed to have walked in on this woman changing, and embarrassed that this was not helping my erection situation. While I am distracted Nat, Sarah, and Jessica make their way to the three changing cubicles in the back of the room.

"What are you waiting for, get changed already" Amy says to me.

"What, out here? I'm waiting for one of the cubicles" I stammer back. "Why did you even come in anyway? You are already dressed."

"I needed to make sure I got my shorts back", she said eying the article in question. "And I don't want to wait all day for you. Besides, after you barged in on that poor woman changing you think you still need to change in private? I think I'm going to need those shorts back now, it's just a question of which one of us is going to take them off" She smiles eying you up and down.

You realize every eye in the room is on you, and you aren't sure whether Amy's threat is idle or not. You decide it's safer to keep matters under your own control and make it quick. You sidle up close to the wall and slip the shorts down with one hand while your other hand holds your trunks over your ass. You have to expose your cheeks for a moment, but you are able to make it quick, yanking them up quickly in the back before taking your time to adjust the front to contain your ample erection. Your trunks aren't tight enough to really show anything, but it is very clear that you are pitching a tent in them.

I turn around to see all four of my group watching me and grinning wearing their suits. I take a second to admire them as I head out of the changing room. Sarah and Jessica are both wearing relatively conservative two pieces that keep them well covered, but Nat's suit almost makes Amy's look modest. Her strapless top seems to barely contain her perky tits, and her bottom is a thong that all but disappears between her cheeks.

As we rejoin Emma Amy says to the group "Alright, where are we off to first?"