Penises. Lots of penises. Hard ones.

A very hard and very male penis is less than a foot from your face. In fact, two are. And there's another across the room. And you're naked.

What are they doing in the women's locker room? Why aren't any other women in here stopping them from watching you finger yourself? Did they hear you and just wander in?

Why is the shower on the wrong side?

Why are there urinals lining that wall?

You swallow, feeling that sharp edge of panic creeping in as your eyes pull up from the blond curls at the base of the one on your left to find a vaguely familiar face with long blonde hair.

That explains the smallish breasts...

But you heard her voice! You heard her getting off! You could feel every wonderful little gasp and moan right down in your chest! Those moans were so vivid they felt like your own!

Oh.

Shit.

"Did I just walk into the men's locker room, strip naked and finger myself to a very noisy orgasm?" You give the blonde a strained look.