Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)
Chapter 6
by
MightyViking
What's next?
Day 2 - You saw Ingrid and Viti saw you
You wake up from dreams about Ingrid to learn that you have to deal with the mess you made last night watching Ingrid. You also have to get rid of your morning wood.
You see that Ingrid is covered up and sleeping peacefully as you tiptoe to the bathroom. Viti was the one who covered her up.
Viti also totally saw you watching Ingrid get herself off. She didn't see you jerking it, but she had to be able to tell that you were enjoying yourself.
The girls start waking up. Ingrid seems normal as she gets dressed. She is so beautiful, and her body looks so soft and inviting. You can't look anymore, or you will have to do the morning run with a painful erection.
You all go outside and run, but then it's time for yoga. You are already dangerously turned on by the memory of Ingrid pleasuring herself that won't stop replaying in your mind. You can't watch her do yoga, or you'll blow your load in your shorts in front of everyone.
So you sneak to the bathroom and look at yourself in the mirror.
You have to be cool and calm. That must have been some dream that Ingrid was having. What was she dreaming about? Her boyfriend?
Viti comes into the bathroom and looks surprised to see you. She also looks annoyed.
She doesn't go into a stall. Instead she starts to wash her hands. Is she hiding too? Maybe she doesn't like yoga. But she's Indian. Isn't yoga an Indian thing? You don't know.
"You can judge me all you want," you say to her. "She's so beautiful. I had to watch." Why not be honest?
"I don't care," Viti says. She has a cute accent. She is shorter than you, but she was wider hips and her body is a little thicker than yours. Her black hair is short. You know nothing about her. She's always alone.
"Do you not like yoga?" you ask.
"Do you?"
"I hate it. I'm not flexible." You are actually pretty flexible.
"I'm sore," Viti says, touching her lower back.
"Do you want a massage or something?" It's awkward to just stand in the bathroom together like this. You want to be friendly.
"No!"
"OK. Sorry."
"Sorry," Viti apologizes for exclaiming like that.
You both get on your phones and kill time separately. After yoga is breakfast. You sit alone and stare longingly at Ingrid, who is with Lotte and Olivia. Lotte is a willowy blonde with a more slender body than Ingrid, and Olivia is both fit and voluptuous. You got to stay in a good cabin. All the girls are cute. Beth and Duni from the other cabin join them.
They look like they're having fun. You finish your breakfast alone.
After breakfast is a lecture. You keep looking at Ingrid. You can't help yourself. Every part of her draws your eyes: the way that her breasts stretch her shirt, or how much of her legs her shorts show. Her cute lips and blue eyes.
She looks bored. The lecture is talking about offense, and Ingrid is a defender. Her mind must be on other things.
Still watching the coach giving the lecture, she takes her hand off the table and slips it into her shorts.
Really? She's doing it again?
For a minute you aren't sure, but as you watch you see that you are not wrong. She doesn't even realize she's doing it.
You turn around and catch Viti's eye. She looks and her eyes get wide.
She jumps up and goes to Ingrid.
"OK, let's go," she says in a panic.
"What's happening?" the coach up front asks. The other girls are all looking.
"Ingrid does not feel well," Viti tells her, dragging the blonde out of the room.
This is too bizarre. The lecture resumes, but you slip out and follow them to the bathroom.
What's next?
Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)
Futa Soccer Camp
A lewd camp of athletes and iconic video game characters
A futanari soccer star tries to hide her secret at a training camp for female athletes. There's also tons of other futa and lesbian stories and content.
Updated on Jun 11, 2026
by MightyViking
Created on Feb 13, 2020
by MightyViking
- 42,299 Likes
- 5,276,004 Views
- 2,043 Favorites
- 3,115 Bookmarks
- 2,365 Chapters
- 171 Chapters Deep
- All Comments
- Chapter Comments