Hello and welcome a sillier story than usual which as always is a bit of a slow burner, about a sister who finally gets to live out her exhibitionist fantasies by exploiting an unusual and very daring loophole. It shouldn't be taken too seriously but I hope you all find it entertaining regardless, and as always any comments or feedback are much appreciated. Enjoy!
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'La de da de dum...' Tessa Connolly hummed carefreely as she strolled across the empty lady's changing room, carefully adjusting the towel which was wrapped around her bust as her wet feet slapped loudly against the tiled floor.
'What the...' The young undergraduate student, who was in the first year of her degree, found her locker and gasped in surprise when she pulled it open as to her horror someone had come in and stolen all of her clothes as she showered! All the other women had left a long time ago, so she was now alone in the changing room and there was no one to ask for assistance. What a disaster.
'God damnit.' Tessa sighed with annoyance as she accepted the reality of her situation, then she headed to the exit and walked out into a deserted corridor. Across the hall was the men's locker room and without knocking Tessa pushed open the door and slipped inside. The university's rugby team had just finished a training session so the room was hot and humid as the steam from the communal showers hung heavily in the air. All around her were young athletes in various stages of undress, some walking around with towels around their waists, some pulling on their outdoor clothing after drying themselves off, and to her interest some wore nothing at all. After shamelessly admiring the selection of naked flesh on display Tessa remembered why she was there, and stepped forwards hesitantly.
'Umm, hi guys...' She spoke loudly as so far her presence had gone unnoticed, which to be honest she found quite impolite. This immediately worked as her unexpectedly female voice instantly drew everyone's attention, and thirty curious pairs of eyes swung round to look her up and down. Tessa suddenly became very conscious that she was only wearing a pretty thin, small towel, but she didn't let that faze her as she cleared her throat.
'Err sorry to bother you all, but someone stole all my clothes from my locker? And there's no one in the girls' changing room, so I thought I'd come here for help...'
The captain of the team, a rough, muscular giant of a man called Dwight, was the first one to react. Still wearing his sweaty rugby jersey and shorts he swaggered over to Tessa, checking out her barely covered body as he approached, then stopped and looked down at her as he licking his lips hungrily.
'What's your name, girl?'
His voice was deep and harsh, and Tessa liked that. She physically had to crane her neck back to be able to look up at his ruggedly handsome face, as he must have been over a foot and a half taller than her, and twice as wide.
'It's Tess.'
Dwight nodded thoughtfully as he loomed over the very short student.
'Tess... well, Tess, I'm sorry to hear about your clothes, but we'll be happy to lend you some new ones...'
Tessa beamed gratefully up at him.
'Oh that's so kind, thank you!'
'But for a price, of course.' Dwight flashed her a wide grin and Tessa thought that he looked a bit like a shark.
'What do you mean?'
She bit her lip shyly as she nervously looked around her, and wondered what the captain had planned. All the other boys, even the ones who had been soaping themselves up in the shower and were still naked and dripping wet, had now come to the middle of the room and formed a large circle around her. Now they all looked a bit like sharks, eyeing up their prey, and Tessa felt like a pretty small fish by comparison. Dwight nonchalantly reached out and gently rubbed the edge of her towel between his finger and thumb, toying with the material as he spoke in his low, gravely tone.
'Well, how about you swap this here for some shorts and a shirt? That seems like a fair trade to me. What do you think lads?' There was a general muttering of agreement, and Tessa gulped as she glanced around at all of the nodding faces that surrounded her.
'Umm...'
She blushed and eased his hand away, looking down at the floor as she suddenly felt uneasy. Dwight shifted back slightly and looked at her questioningly, waiting to see what her response would be.
'Well?'
He was more than a little surprised when Tessa looked back up at him, because he saw an unmistakable sparkle of mischief glinting in her eyes, and her answer made the surrounding audience take in a sharp collective breath.
'Ok boys, it's a deal.' Tessa let herself savor the moment as she reached up and unfastened her towel, still holding it wrapped across her tits as she looked around at everyone's gawking faces, satisfied to see that she had successfully commanded all of their attentions. You really could hear a pin drop, or cut the sexual tension in the room with a knife, and she knew the power she held over all these horny young men. Tessa loosened the towel just enough so that she could slip it down over her boobs, before cruelly pausing at the point where her nipples were just threatening to pop into view, so that she could enjoy her control for a second longer. Finally she gave everyone what they wanted as she pulled the towel completely down over her magnificent tits, baring them triumphantly to the room. She knew she had phenomenal breasts, ones that every girl would kill to have, and inside she was glowing as everyone's eyes greedily locked onto her proudest features.