Physical Education

Your first period is PE. You head to the gym and open up the door labeled "Locker Room." There's nobody in here, but you see a notice telling all new students to gather in the gymnasium. You walk through the locker room, and into the gym. There are about twenty girls standing around, you hesitantly walk up. Then a woman who looks to be in her 30s, very fit, tells everyone to sit down. You all sit on the gym mats and she introduces herself.

"Hello, my name is Miss Helleneski and in this unit we're doing gymnastics. Why don't you all say your names and introduce yourselves?"

One by one the girls say who they are, you can see that most of them have been here before and know one another. Finally they get to you, and most of the girls look a bit surprised when you say your name.

Miss Helleneski looks up from the attendance sheet and looks at you. "John? Ah, I see we have a boy in our class now...this changes things around. Well, we're glad to have you here, but we'll need to change our PE uniforms a bit now."

You ask her why and she answers, "For years, we have allowed PE class to be performed with any uniform that the girls wanted. For reasons of comfort of course. This included no uniform at all, underwear, or the school uniform of a t-shirt and shorts. Of course, now that you're here, we'll have to resort to using the proper uniform again."

The girls all groan, and some look at you a bit angrily. "Sorry..." you mumble. "That's okay," Miss Helleneski assures, "Don't worry. For now, you're all going to have to go and get changed. If you'd like girls, we can have you go in shifts."

The girls say that it's okay with them if you change together, and you all walk into the locker room. As soon as you get in there, they surround you in a circle. One steps forward. "Well, boy," she says, poking you in the chest, "The teachers have taught us how perverted males are. Don't you go getting your 'erection' looking at us changing, or spew 'semen' out of your little testes. We've had sex-ed, we know what happens."

"Ummm girls," you answer, "Boys don't just go around cumming, it takes a bit more than that to get us to cum."

"Whatever," the girl says, "Just don't do it. Masturbation is way better than sex, I bet!"

The girls disperse and start changing. You try to ignore the scantily clad girls, and quickly get your t-shirt and shorts on and head back into the gym. Right after you comes one girl, a small brunette who comes up to you. "I'm sorry, the girls just don't know how to react to a boy in their class. I'm Jane. Nice to meet you." She extends her hand and you shake it. You talk for a bit, and then the other girls come out of the locker room.

Class begins. You are a pretty flexible guy, and you're comfortable doing handstands, cartwheels and flips, but the girls are almost all better than you. Mrs Helleneski asks you to do a backflip on the mat, followed by a handstand for five seconds. You get on the mat, flip, and land on your hands. Your t-shirt bunches down by your neck as you stand on your hands, your shorts exposing most of your legs. You finish, and the class is silent. Then a girl has her turn, and you watch. As the others are taking their turns, you see some of the girls glance at you, others outright staring. You were never the most muscular kid in school, but you are very well built. It seems these girls are totally inexperienced.