To the locker room

Lexie had gym next, and with this bit of extra time before class started, maybe she could get to her gym clothes quick enough to change without having to take her underwear off in front of anyone else. She didn’t have any underwear to replace it, but she’d have to burn that bridge when she came to it; as it was now, every other step popped another stitch of the denim hole widening across her ass. By the time she made it to her gym locker, she couldn’t even manage to unbutton her jeans for how tight they were, but it wasn’t a problem as when she went to sit down the waistband tore at the back, allowing her to slowly shimming the remains of the garment down her legs. Her shorts came next, sweet relief for her chafed groin, the panties having turned nearly into a thong at this point.

Lexie knew something was wrong, but she didn’t have time to think about it- the bell rang, and she knew she’d have company soon, the AC blowing across her bare bottom jolting her back to attention with a spread of goosebumps. Her top came off easier than her pants, but what was once a loose collar was now approaching a turtleneck as she tossed it to the side. Her bra came next, letting her perky breasts spring into the open. Lexie saw her improvised tattoo, and the thought crossed her mind that something magical could be happening... but the sound of approaching voices made her rush to get her gym clothes out of the locker and onto her person.

The oversized white tee reached down past her waist, and so long as she kept warm and still enough, Lexie figured she could hide that she didn’t have anything underneath it. The shorts, meanwhile, reached down to about her knees, and while she was happy to have something looser than her jeans wound up being, the breeze coming up the legs to the bare skin underneath sent a shiver up her spine. As her incoming classmates opened the door, Lexie quickly shoved her old outfit into her locker and slammed the door, looking around for her friend. Bobbi, unfortunately, didn’t show up to change until the coach started pushing the rest of them out to start warming up. As they passed, Lexie just barely managed to blurt “We need to talk,” before the door closed, and Lexie was **** to face that days gym class...