Class is over.

When class is over, you all head into the locker room again. This time there's no animosity, in fact a lot of the girls seem curious. The girl who was being nasty before comes up and apologizes, and then stands there awkwardly.

"What?" you ask carefully, "Is there something else?"

She gulps, "Well, ummm... Can you take off your shirt John?"

You look around. The other girls are all watching you. You feel a bit surrounded. Another girl pipes up, "Yeah, c'mon."

Then Jane says, "Don't pressure him everyone! John, they just want to see your muscles."

"Oh," you say, as if that's perfectly normal. "Sure."

Slowly you pull your shirt off, and you see the girls staring at your chest. "He's so much bigger than us..." whispers one.

"Look, umm... I need to shower," you say, trying to get away from them.

The girls don't answer, just nodding. Still staring at you, some of them start to pull off their clothes, oblivious to your discomfort.

"Aren't you going to take off your clothes to shower?" one asks shyly, unclasping her bra. You can't help but stare. Then you realize that half the girls are naked, and all of them are still staring at you. You self consciously pull off your shorts and boxers and quickly grab a towel and head to one of the shower heads. You face the wall and start soaping up. You hear whispers behind you, and see the other girls follow you.

You go bright red when you realize that the girls are staring at your dick. It starts to extend upwards, slowly...