Slide under the stall.

You look around frantically and another option presents itself in the form of a small gap under the wall separating you and Hana. With no time to waste, you gather your things from the small bench inside your stall and slide them on the ground until they are in Hana's. Dripping wet, you get on your hands and knees and peer underneath. You can see her feet and the bottom half of her calves. She seems to have turned, noticing your stuff sliding into her space.

You whisper, "Hana..."

She moves and starts to lower to the ground. More of her porcelain white skin comes into view. Her knees lower onto the locker room floor along with one hand. Suddenly, her face appears, wet hair pooling on the tile floor. Your eyes find hers for a moment but flicker away. Barely visible, you can see the large swells of her breasts. She's shielding them with her other arm but they are practically spilling out around it.

In a voice a little too loud, she says, "What are you doing?"

Jan calls out, "What was that?"

Hana replies, "Nothing! Just talking to myself again!"

She whispers, "Frank!"

Through great effort, you look her in the eyes again.

"Hana, I need to crawl under."

Sounding incredulous, she says, "What? You've got to be kidding."

"I can't get caught in here. It's the only way."

She seems very conflicted but time is of the essence.

Biting her lip in frustration, she says, "Turn off the water and unlock your door first."

Oh shit. You're actually doing this. Hana's face disappears as she gets to her feet. You scramble to yours and turn off the shower. You then unlock the stall and open the door an inch or two so that it will look unoccupied. With a thud that could surely be heard, you drop to the ground and get on your back. Like some action hero trying to slide under a rapidly closing door before being crushed, you start wiggling your way under the stall.

Going head first, it's clear that this is going to be a tight fit. Hana, dripping wet and naked, stands above you. She's covering her large breasts with one arm. Her other hand is shielding her lower lady parts. Still, you can make out some black pubic hair around her hand. Forgetting the urgency of the situation for a moment, you gawk openly at her.

Annoyed, she scowls down at you and whispers, "Hurry!"

You move both arms under the stall and push from that side. Most of your torso slides underneath but you get kind of stuck. Who knew that having a dad bod would backfire in this way?

The sound of a toilet flushing makes both of you jump. Hana's curves jiggle enticingly. Deciding to take matters into her own hands, she moves her hand away from her crotch and leans down. From your angle on the ground, you get a nice view of the bush between her legs and just a peek at the pink lips hiding within.

Hana grabs one of your hands and gives you a strong yank. You slide a bit further until your stomach is out of the way. A flash of pain hits you and then there's a loud slapping noise. You follow Hana's eyes and look down. Well, looks like something else got caught for a moment. Your erection, which looks surprisingly impressive in the moment, bobs up and down as you move further into Hana's stall.

You hear Jan leaving the bathroom stall on the other side of the locker room, footsteps heading your way.

As soon as the rest of your legs are through, a sound comes from the stall you were just in. You hear the door shut and a few seconds later, the shower turns on. You panic wondering if Jan saw your feet. Surely not. She would have said something.

Hana lets go of your hand and you scramble to your feet. As you do so, your arm grazes hers. She hastily covers back up. You notice her eyes flash back down between your legs. Covering up would be counterproductive, right?

Jan, now only feet away in the next shower stall, says, "Hana, was someone else in here?"

There must be droplets of water everywhere. Thankfully, your new friend is quick on her feet.

"I used that one for a minute before switching to this one."

"Is something wrong with it?"

"Umm… the showerhead was a bit weird."

"Seems fine to me."

Clearly self conscious from being naked in front of you, Hana turns away. This gives you your first look at her shapely bottom. Goodness... the curves on this girl. She seems to notice her towel hanging on a hook. Fortunately, she didn't think quick enough to put that on before dragging you into her stall.

Back to you, she reaches out and snatches the towel. You get a brief show of her side boob as she quickly wraps the towel around herself. Now fully covered, she spins back around. Her eyes instantly drop to your penis which is lewdly pointing at her. Seeming flustered, she gestures to your things still scattered across the floor.

She mouths the word, "Go."

You gather your things. Unfortunately, your clean clothes have gotten wet. Oh well. Worth it.

Jan's voice calls out, "Hana, is this yours?"

Suddenly a hand appears above the top edge of the stall separating you from your unsuspecting boss. It's holding the small shampoo bottle that you and your new best friend used to throw at each other. Not quite thinking, you take the bottle from Jan. Your fingers brush against hers. Hopefully she didn't notice that they weren't feminine.

Hana responds, "Yeah... Thanks!"

Hana, backed into a corner and wrapped snuggly in her towel, watches as you gather the rest of your things. As quietly as possible, you open the stall door. Before you slip out, you give Hana a friendly smile and wave. She just stares at you blankly as you close the door behind you.

Dripping wet and still hard, you creep towards the locker room door, careful to not let your footsteps be heard. After peering out to make sure the coast is clear, you make a mad dash into the safety of the men's locker room.

Note from the Author:

I'm really excited to announce that I'll be collaborating with someone on this branch. One of the things that I like most about Fantasy's story is his use of intermission chapters to give the reader a glimpse into the minds of other characters. I love reading the perception of events by people not using the Affection Multiplier and maybe not even aware of it's existence.

I asked wilparu to work with me on this and he accepted. He'll be writing the intermission chapters which will focus on the POV's of female characters in the story. If you're familiar with him, you'll know how capable he is. In my opinion, he's the best pure writer that I've come across on CHYOA.

If you haven't already, check out his Affection Multiplier branch Zach Pritchard and give it a try. His ability to create and develop compelling characters really shines and is in part why I trust him completely with mine. All of his other content is top tier as well and I hope that you'll check it out too.

He'll be posting the intermission shortly after this chapter is posted so if you are one of the first people reading this, come back soon!