Renee POV

“God that feels so much better” I say to myself as I turn the shower off. I felt especially refreshed after washing off that mysterious food sludge, so much so I’d basically forgotten that I was showering in the boys locker room. Allowing me to nonchalantly grab the towel from the hook beside the shower stall as I walked out and start casually drying my hair. All with my back to the entrance of the shower room.

All culminating into quite the embarrassing ordeal when I turned around to see someone had entered the room, I guess while my towel muffled my hearing, getting an unobstructed view if my naked fucking body. Even if it was another girl I’d rather know when someone is staring at my bare ass. Partially to do with these awkward tan lines I wish I could get rid of without either naked sunbathing out in the open or in a tanning bed at some random salon full of other people.

But well… it was worse than I thought. Cause it wasn't a girl who I just caught staring at my ass, it was a boy. Whose eyes I watched scan me up and down with disbelief and no small amount of lust. Not only had this guy seen my humiliating tan lines on my bare ass, he was now getting a full view of the ones on my exposed melons and crotch. And even more upsetting, I remembered just how little landscaping I've done below the belt recently.

And just when I thought it couldn’t get any worse my mind finally recognized who this boy was, Zeke, my childhood friend. Bubbling up a lot of conflicting and weird feelings.

All this and more hit me in just a few seconds of turning around and spotting him. With my body reacting faster than my mind as I screamed bloody **** and my hand clumsily flailed around to cover my exposed intimates. Forgetting the fluffy white towel wrapped on my head drying my hair.

After trying and failing to cover my still wet and slick breast with one arm my embarrassment turned to frustration and anger, making me glare at the stunned idiot still staring at me as I humiliated myself. “What the fuck Zeke? St-stop staring!” I say in self conscious fury.

Only to feel a little bad when the clearly scared boy jumped in terror before answering “Sorry! Sorry!” and turning away from me. Allowing me to take a breath and think without panicking, and remember I had a damn towel I could cover up with. Which was my immediate next move, while watching the dumbass in front of me so he doesn't turn his stupid head and get another peek as I cover myself again.

Luckily though he didn’t attempt to at all. And once I felt decent… or well decent enough with the comforting towel covering everything important and more, I was able to think about the situation more clearly. I know Zeke he doesnt seem like the kind of perv to risk not only his reputation, but also legal repercussions to peek at some naked girls. And specifically me. I mean hell there's been plenty of chances throughout the years for him to sneak a peek, or worse. Yet not even a "convenient" accident has happened. So I just had to ask “Ok ok, seriously Zeke did you not see the sign on the door?”

“Wh-what sign? There was a sign?” he answered, seemingly genuinely confused.

I’ll admit this answer got me a little annoyed. I know Zeke could be oblivious, but this was a whole new level that could get him into serious trouble. So I said with some frustration in my voice “Damn it Zeke. The sign that explained that the girls showers aren't working so they set aside a time for the girls to use the boys showers before class!”

“I uhhh uhhh… no” he mumbled clearly confused.

At this point I’m pretty sure this all boiled down to the doofus just not paying attention to his surroundings but I had to say “Ugh! I swear if you’re lying you doof our friendship is over!” From the still overwhelming annoyance of feeling humiliated after being seen completely and utterly butt ass naked, and making me dance like a fool while trying to desperately cover up.

However I didn't expect what I said to affect Zeke so much. As he instantly went into a panic, quickly spinning around to beg “NO! I swear this is just a huge misunderstanding. Please, Renee, believe me!”

I was caught off guard at first by his sudden movement and erratic pleading, but then… I noticed that in all that he’d forgotten to keep a hold of the towel around his waist. Which meant… well it went from around his waist to around his ankles. My eyes instantly locked onto his crotch, as if magnetized. My face flushed anew as I got my first in person look at male genitalia. “I… uhhh…” I said as my mind blanked.

Zeke seemed to take this as scepticism on my part as he instantly upped his pleading “I swear I swear on my life Renee I just wasn't paying attention as I entered. I would never try something this stupid to peek at you naked.”

Now on the backfoot with all my frustration washed away from the… surprising display I could only respond “Al-alright I believe you. Just…” trying to point out his situation while stiffly looking away.

However he interrupted me thinking I was about to demand something of him to prove his innocence saying “Just what? I'll do anything.”

“Pu-put your towel back on,” I said, forcing the awkward words out of my mouth.

“Of course I’ll… put… my…” he started off cheerfully, before seemingly digesting what I said. I couldn’t help but look over to see dread fill his entire demeanor, and then again my eyes drawn like magnets couldn't help but look back down at his crotch. Only to see in my peripherals that he looked back up and caught me staring.

I felt a rush of shame wash over me as I saw his face flush in apparent humiliation with a look of horror in his eyes. I was a second from looking away when I heard something that made my stomach drop. The locker room door opening and closing, then opening and closing again, and again, and again. Making me think the other girls had arrived, and if they were coming in that meant they probably intended to shower. Which meant they were all about to see Zeke, and not only see him naked but also get him in real trouble.

Sure I was pretty annoyed with his obliviousness, but I don't think he deserved to be humiliated, labeled a pervert, and arrested for it. So I instinctively ran over, grabbed the stunned boy's hand and dragged him into the one place I had the chance of saving him.