In College

They are in the same college and live in the same dorm.

Jennifer had been waiting for this moment all week. She knew Gretchen's routine by heart, having watched her nemesis closely for years. Every morning at 7:00 AM sharp, Gretchen would head to the communal bathroom for a shower. Jennifer, armed with a plan, tiptoed into the bathroom at 6:45 AM, ensuring that no one was around.

With a mischievous grin, Jennifer quickly gathered all the towels and clothes from the bathroom, including the ones Gretchen had left on the counter. She stashed them in a nearby storage closet, making sure the door was securely locked. Satisfied with her work, she hid in a nearby stall to watch the chaos unfold.

At precisely 7:00 AM, Gretchen entered the bathroom, yawning and stretching. She undressed and stepped into the shower, letting the hot water wash away her sleepiness. She hummed softly to herself, completely unaware of Jennifer’s plot.

Jennifer waited until she heard the water turn off. Gretchen reached for her towel, only to find it missing. Frowning, she peeked out of the shower stall and realized that not just her towel, but every towel was gone. Panic set in as she realized she was completely exposed. Her heart raced, and her face flushed with embarrassment.

"Jennifer!" Gretchen hissed, instinctively knowing who was behind this prank.

Jennifer stifled a giggle, biting her lip to keep from laughing out loud. She watched as Gretchen scanned the room, her wet hair dripping onto her bare shoulders. Gretchen’s slender, pale body glistened with water, her movements frantic yet graceful.

Gretchen took a deep breath and wrapped her arms around herself, trying to cover her breasts and her crotch simultaneously. She knew she had **** but to dash to her dorm room. She peeked out of the bathroom door, checking if the coast was clear.

With her heart pounding in her chest, Gretchen took a deep breath and bolted from the bathroom, her wet feet slapping against the cold tile floor. She ran down the hallway, her arms tightly wrapped around her body, trying to maintain some semblance of modesty. Her bare skin tingled with a mix of anxiety and adrenaline.

As she sprinted, Gretchen couldn’t help but feel a strange thrill. The risk of being caught added an unexpected excitement to the situation. Her wet hair clung to her back, and droplets of water trailed behind her, marking her path.

Just as she rounded the corner to her dorm room, she collided with a group of students. They stared in shock, and a few of them couldn’t resist pulling out their phones to capture the moment. Gretchen’s face turned beet red, and she quickly adjusted her arms to cover herself more effectively, but it was no use.

"Nice morning, huh, Gretchen?" one of the students teased.

"Very funny, Jennifer!" Gretchen shot back, recognizing the voice behind her mortifying ordeal.

Finally, Gretchen reached her door. She fumbled with her keys, dropping them twice in her haste. The hallway echoed with laughter and whispers, amplifying her embarrassment. She could feel the eyes on her, each second feeling like an eternity.

At last, she managed to unlock her door and slip inside. She leaned against the closed door, panting and still dripping wet. Despite the humiliation, she couldn't help but admire Jennifer’s ingenuity. But this was far from over. Gretchen was already plotting her ****, a plan that would leave Jennifer equally exposed and humiliated.

Jennifer, still hiding in the bathroom, laughed quietly to herself. She couldn’t wait to see what Gretchen would come up with next. Their rivalry had taken a sexy, comedic turn, and neither of them was willing to back down.