Nova took a deep breath, her hands clenched at her sides as she stared at the gate. The track team was scattered across the field, some laughing in small groups, others warming up with easy laps or stretches.
‘This is it.’Nova thought. Just act normal. You’ve done this before.’
Checking to make sure her shorts were not showing anything, thanks to the compression shorts underneath, she awkwardly walked to the bleachers, passing a few other patrons talking.
Setting her bag down, Nova closed her eyes and gave a few deep breaths before turning around and setting off to do her own stretches.
Nova began her stretches with a simple forward bend, reaching for her toes as her hamstrings pulled tight. The compression shorts hugged her securely, a constant reminder of what she was concealing, but everything felt in place for now. No slips, no awkward bulges. She exhaled slowly, trying to shake off the knot in her stomach.
As she switched to side lunges, spreading her legs wide, she let her mind wander about the team. The team was still milling about, and she caught snippets of conversation, lighthearted banter about classes and weekend plans. It made her envy their ease, how they could just be themselves without a second thought.
Nova straightened up from her side lunges, rolling her shoulders to release the last bit of tension. She moved into a final quad stretch, pulling one foot back toward her glutes while balancing on the other leg. The pull felt good, grounding her as she scanned the field again. Her breathing evened out, and the spark from earlier faded into the background.
As she released the stretch and shook out her limbs, her gaze drifted to the far end of the track. Ava was with a small group laughing and chatting, but must have felt her eyes because she looked her way and waved her over with a cheery look.
Her heart thumping in her chest, she walked over, trying to ignore the terror welling inside, screaming at her to run and hide. After approaching the group, she couldn’t help but cross her legs over each other and place her hands behind her.
“H-Hey Ava…”
“Hey! Don’t be so shy, we don’t bite, you’re likely to be placed with us today.”
“What makes you say that?”
“Well, we are the sprinter group.”
Nova shifted her weight, her crossed legs a small barrier against the group’s easy energy. The others turned toward her with welcoming smiles, a mix of faces she had only glimpsed in the team chat photo. A girl with braids tilted her head, her expression curious but kind, while another teammate nodded in greeting.
Ava gestured around the circle. “See? We’re the ones who handle the short bursts. Coach pairs new sprinters with us for relays and drills. You’ll fit right in once we see you in action.”
Nova nodded quickly, her voice coming out in a small squeak, “I just hope I do well enough to not be a burden…”
One girl in the group offered a sympathetic smile, “Don’t worry, you’ll be fine. It’s not like you’ll die if you mess up. It’s your first day, just try your best and have fun. Names Mia, I’m captain for the sprinters.”
Nova felt a bit of tension ease from her chest and relaxed her body, bringing her hands to her sides and straightening her legs. A blow from a whistle commanded the team to pay attention, and they gathered around like it was routine. The head coach, a woman in her late forties with short graying hair and a no-nonsense expression, strode up to the group flanked by two assistants.
“Alright! Can you ladies hear me clearly?” Nova felt intimidated by the woman. When talking to her before and telling her of her genetics, she was almost like a nurturing mother, and now this was someone who looked and sounded like she meant business. There was a murmur of yeses, which did not seem to please the coach. “I SAID, DO YOU LADIES HEAR ME CLEARLY?” Nova could have sworn there was a vein already bulging out of her skull.
The team responded with a sharp “Yes, Coach!” that echoed across the field. Satisfied, the coach crossed her arms and scanned the faces before her.
“That’s better. Now Summer is over! And I already saw some of you slacking and buying unhealthy food! I’m talking about you, Samantha!”
“My heart was broken!”
There was a scatter of stifled laughs.
The Coach was unhappy with this, “Oh, so you want to laugh at your sister? We’ll see who is laughing after today! You are all running in a group, and that is all we will be doing.”
The coach’s eyes narrowed as she pointed to the track.
“Line up on the starting line, ladies. We’re doing pyramid intervals today to test your speed and recovery. Three full pyramids with five minutes rest between sets. This separates the committed from the casual. Go!”
Nova’s stomach twisted as the team shuffled into position on the outdoor track. The early August sun beat down, making the air thick and humid. She ended up near the middle of the group, behind Ava and in front of Mia.
Nova swallowed hard. She had no problem sprinting, but the escalating distances and recoveries filled her with doubt. Her compression shorts felt tight under the heat, a constant worry that any wrong move could give her away.
The coach blew her whistle. “Start!”
The group burst forward, with some staying at the front, some in the middle, and others deciding to lie back. Nova, not wanting to fail to impress, sought to stay in the front pack.
The first pyramid was an easy go for Nova, focusing on her breathing, only slightly behind for the 800M she would have to run.
By the second pyramid, she had managed to pass 3 people ahead of her, keeping her breathing stable, as sweat was now starting to coat her skin.
By the third pyramid, fatigue set in for the team. A few freshmen lagged, forcing the coach to yell encouragement. “Dig deep! Close those gaps!”
Nova finished her last interval, arriving in 15th place if it were a race, slowing down to an exhausted walk, placing her hands on her hips.
‘Fuck those long distances.’
Looking back, she saw the rest slow to a stop as they finished breathing deeply. A few looked like they were only winded as they walked it off, as if it was nothing.
‘Must be the long-distance type.’
Feeling a hand slap her shoulder, she glanced over to see Ava smiling. “You did well! Didn’t beat me, but still good. All the other freshmen finished in the back, but hey, it’s not a race.”
Nova let out a small laugh herself, “Yeah, not a race, miss competitive.”
“You know it! Like I said, I’m the best!”
“Still slower than me, Ava,” said Mia as she walked by, smirking.
Nova couldn’t help but laugh at Ava’s eye twitch at the teasing, but was interrupted by the head coach.
“Good work, ladies, you didn’t die, and you finished. No matter what we do, we always finish. I want a four-lap cool down, then you’re done for the day.” She was rewarded with a scatter of ‘Yes Ma’ams’ and groans.
Ava poked Nova by the side, getting her attention again.
“Walk with me?”
Nova nodded, a small smile tugging at her lips despite the fatigue. “Sure, let’s walk.”
They fell into step together for the four-lap cool-down, the track now quieter as the team spread out. Ava wiped sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, her fair skin glistening under the sun. Nova tried to focus on the conversation, but she could not help noticing how the beads of sweat traced down Ava’s neck and collarbone, making her sports bra cling slightly. It was just the heat of the workout, Nova told herself, pushing the thought aside to avoid unwanted reactions in her compression shorts.
“So, that pyramid was brutal, right?” Ava started, her voice light as they rounded the first curve. “The 800m always kills me too, even though I’m more of a mid-distance girl. You held up better than most freshmen. Where’d you train before this?”
Nova kept her pace steady, grateful for the slow walk to ease the burn in her legs. “High school back home. I did a lot of solo runs to build speed. Sprints are my thing, but yeah, that long peak felt endless. You looked strong out there, though. Finished ahead of me every time on the downs.”
Ava laughed, “Thanks. I’ve been on the team for a year, so I’m familiar with Coach’s techniques. She loves throwing in those endurance tests to weed out the quitters. Speaking of quitters, did you see that new girl, Sarah? The one with the pink headband? She was gasping by the second pyramid. She’s a sophomore, and she spent her freshman year partying a lot, so I don’t think she will make it.”
Nova raised an eyebrow, glancing at Ava. “Really? I never had time to party or anything growing up. I was always training.”
“Like no partying? Ever?”
Nova focused her gaze on the track, feeling a bit dejected, talking about the lack of social interaction. “No. Unless you count birthday parties with my family, I grew up pretty isolated from people, so never really partied at all.”
She looked over to see Ava with a sympathetic look.
“Not that I mind! Can’t miss something you never had, you know.”
Ava frowned. “What about slumber parties?”
Nova shook her head slowly.
Ava grabbed her by the shoulder, shaking her. “That will not do! This Friday. Slumber party! You can’t say no!”
Nova felt the panic rising in her chest. “No, no, that’s not necessary. I’m perfectly fine alone!”
Ava had fire in her eyes that shouted this was a one-way street. “Come on, it’ll be fun. Just a few of us, nothing crazy. We can talk more about high school stuff. Like, boys you might have had a crush on, girls we hated, teachers that we may have had a crush on! Come on, we can even give each other makeovers!”
Nova glanced around for a second, looking for an escape, but was hopelessly left with nothing. “I have to study…”
“Classes haven’t even started yet! You got two weeks of nothing but training and free time, you’re not getting out of it.”
Her arms dangled at her sides in an inevitable defeat.
“We’ve known each other for one day!”
“That’s how friendships start. Besides, we survived the pyramid together today! That makes us friends right there, and you seem cool, I know I’m cool.”
Ava must have noticed the panic on her face, as she had stopped herself from going any further and let out a sigh.
“I’ll tell you what, it’s Monday, we got a couple of days. Let’s hang out outside of practice and exercise, and we’ll see if you change your mind.”
Nova nodded, “I promise I’ll think about it.”
Ava held out a pinky “pinky promise.”
Nova quickly hooked her pinky with Ava’s “pinky promise….”
“Oh, don’t look so down, you’ll probably love it! And I’ll tell you what, it can be just us two if it makes it easier.”
It didn’t; even if one wrong person found out her secret, it would be the end of the world for her.
“Kind of…”
Fortunately, Ava moved on to other topics to talk about, which eased Nova’s mind quickly. She had to admit she was starting to like Ava, but there would always be a barrier between the two. Looking at her as the sweat gave her a light sheen clinging to her skin, Nova had to admit she was cute.
‘None of those thoughts,’ she shook her head.
“Something wrong?”
“Uh, no, just a song stuck in my head.”
Ava shrugged and went back to what she was talking about.
By the fourth lap, Nova felt the talk easing her nerves a little. Luckily, Ava had an easy vibe, making the moment not as terrifying anymore. Although the thought lingered… her alone with Ava in nothing but sleepwear.
She felt her cock twitch lightly in her confines and almost froze, but forced herself to keep walking to avoid any attention from Ava.
“So ready to hit the showers?”
“Showers?”
Ava raised an eyebrow before giving a slight laugh, “Yes, a shower is something we all need; no one is leaving without showering unless you want to stink.”
Nova stood still with a blank face, “I think I will wait until the others go. I don’t like being around others nude…”
“Oh, if it’s nudity you’re worried about, there are shower stalls, so we can only see each other’s feet if anything.”
That did make her more confident.
“That does make me feel better, but I always wait for everyone to go first, then I shower. It’s a comfortable thing.”
“Hmm, I’ll tell you what, I’ll wait with you, so no one thinks you’re weird or anything. I’ll go with, but I promise I won’t look.”
Nova could feel the slight tremor in her hands, but hid it by clasping her hands behind her head.
“You sure that wouldn’t be annoying?”
“No problem at all here, you seem the type to be shy, so I don’t mind. I’m willing to try to help a new friend.”
Nova let her arms down and let out a laugh, “You are something, but I will place my utmost trust in you, pinky promise you will not look at me naked.”
Ava did immediately, “Don’t worry, I’m more into boys, so I have no problem there.”
Nova laughed, but couldn’t help feeling a tad disappointed.
‘Just be happy you can make a friend.’
The two continued to walk. Nova spotted the head coach, who gave her a curious look. She knew Nova would stay later to shower alone, so seeing Ava with her must have confused her, but Ava immediately spoke up to her.
“Coach, we’re going to cool down some more. She’s shy, so she doesn’t want a crowd in the locker room.”
The Head Coach raised her eyebrows in surprise, but then gave a suspicious look at Nova.
“That’s nice of you, Ava, just make sure NOTHING is going on in my locker room.”
Ava looked slightly offended, “I like guys!”
The Coach said nothing, but walked away. Nova felt her face flush.
They kept walking in silence for a moment, the rest of the team already drifting toward the locker-room building. Ava nudged Nova with her elbow.
“Come on, two more laps. It’ll help the legs loosen up, and the time will mostly do everyone we go in.”
Nova nodded gratefully. Extra time sounded perfect. They fell into an easy stride, the track almost empty now, except for a few distance runners finishing their own cool-down.
Ava filled the quiet with light chatter: favorite playlists for running, which dining hall had the best post-practice snacks, how Coach seemed like a hard ass but was all bark no bite. Nova listened more than she talked, but she found herself smiling and answering in short bursts. The sun was lower, the air a little cooler, and the extra laps did calm her nerves.
By the time they finished the second lap, the field was quiet. Most of the team had already headed inside. Ava grabbed her water bottle from the bleachers and tilted her head toward the building.
“Ready?”
Nova took a steady breath. “Yeah. Let’s go.”
She grabbed the bag she brought with her, checking everything inside. She had her change of clothes and shower items, throwing her empty hydro flask in, she followed Ava in.
They walked into the athletic facility in silence, only Ava’s soft humming breaking the silence before entering the locker room. The air was still steamy, and the last girl left as they entered it was like home to Nova to be in here by herself, almost terrifying being in one with someone else.
“Did Coach give you a locker yet?”
“Yea but I haven’t gotten a chance to use it yet. It’s in the corner,” she pointed to an area with the fewest lockers, which was not used by anyone.
“Oh wow, you’re even in an area no one gets. Well, don’t let me hinder you, I’ll go change by my locker.”
Nova nodded stiffly before rushing off to her space, “I’ll be fast.”
Going their separate ways, Nova pulled off her shirt, feeling the stickiness of it being peeled off, before taking off her sports bra, as well as shuddering from the slightly cold air, kissing the skin of her chest before pulling off her loose shorts.
When those were off, she could see her cock twitch slightly at her confines and bit her lip as she pulled off her compression shorts.
‘God, that felt good sometimes.’
Upon being free from the shorts, she immediately grabbed her towel and shower items. She wrapped the towel tightly around her frame, before slowly making her way to the showers. “Ava?”
“Don’t worry, I’m over here still. Let me know when you’re in!”
Speed walking to the shower stall on the farthest side, she jumped in and closed the curtains behind her, making sure the curtains held in place. “I’M IN!”
“COOL I’M COMING IN!”
She could hear the light footsteps of her shower shoes before getting into the stall next to hers. “You better have not tried to sneak a peek at me.” Ava teased, before letting out a laugh.
Nova only shook her head, but couldn’t help but smile before turning on the water, letting the hot water hit her skin, washing away the sweat and salt.
Nova stood there with her eyes closed, letting the water do its work. Before long, she heard Ava’s stall fill with the rush of spray next door.
“So…” Ava said, her voice carrying easily over the noise, startling Nova a little. “What kind of music do you listen to?”
Nova blinked. This would be the first time she had showered near someone who wasn’t family and held a conversation while completely nude. The curtain felt like a thin shield, but Ava’s tone was so casual it almost made it feel normal.
“Um, ever heard of synthwave?”
“Can’t say I have.”
“Oh, well, it’s like old 90s style music, but electronic. Retro vibes.”
“Would not take you for someone who listens to that.”
“Why, because I’m black?”
“W-wait, no, th-that’s not what I-”
Nova laughed at the stuttering. “I’m poking fun. Everyone is surprised by my music tastes, to be fair.”
“Oh.” Ava sounded relieved, then laughed too. “Well, I listen to almost anything except classical. I don’t know how anyone does it.”
“Ever play games?”
“Ew, no. I am not a gamer girl.”
“I am…”
“Okay, okay, no offense, but I just don’t get it.”
Nova smiled under the water, rinsing shampoo from her hair. “It’s relaxing. You get lost in the story or the world. No pressure to be fast or competitive, just… exploring.”
“That’s fair. Running is my escape for that. Though I like competing.” Ava paused, and Nova heard the click of a bottle opening. “What games, then? Something cute or shooty?”
“Mostly adventure stuff. Open worlds, puzzles. Sometimes racing games, ironically.”
Ava snorted. “Of course, the runner likes racing games.”
They kept talking like that, easy back and forth about random things: favorite snacks after practice, worst high school teachers, dumb trends in social media.
Nova stayed efficient, washing and rinsing quickly, but the chat made the time pass without her feeling as exposed.
Nova finished first, stepping out with her towel wrapped snugly around her. She left quickly to change in her quiet corner, slipping on a fresh set of compression shorts, loose sweatpants, and her oversized hoodie. Everything felt secure again, hidden away. She zipped her bag, ready to head out and escape the locker room.
Before leaving, she stopped by the showers. “Hey, Ava. I’m all done. I’m going to head outside.”
“Okay, no problem! Could you do me a quick favor? I forgot my hair conditioner in my bag. Could you bring it to me?”
“Uh, um, sure…”
Nova wanted to get out as quickly as possible. She fast walked to look for Ava’s bag, but froze when she found it. The bag was on the bench, and the bottle was easy to spot. But she could not tear her eyes from the sports bra and panties lying beside it, folded neatly as if waiting.
“Oh god… not now.” Like a switch flipping, her cock started to stir under the fresh layers. The sight was enough to set off the touch-starved girl, a warm rush building low in her belly.
‘What if I… just one sniff?’
“What the fuck?”
Nova shook her head hard, cheeks burning. She snatched the conditioner bottle, forcing her gaze away. But her feet did not move. The bench was right there. Ava’s sports bra and panties sat folded neatly, still damp from practice, innocent and waiting.
Her heart hammered. The locker room was empty. Ava’s shower ran steadily next door, humming some pop song under her breath. No one would know.
“Just one second,” Nova whispered to herself. She stepped closer, legs stiff, the pressure between her thighs growing heavier with every heartbeat.
She reached out, fingers trembling, and brushed the soft fabric of the sports bra. It was warm from Ava’s body, faintly scented with sweat.
Nova’s breath caught. She picked it up, holding it like something fragile.
The rational part of her brain screamed to stop, drop it, and leave. But the ache was too strong after a full day of compression, close calls, and that accidental glimpse moments ago. She pressed the bra to her face, inhaling slowly.
The scent hit her like a wave. Clean skin, faint salt, the warmth of another person. Her cock throbbed hard under her loose clothes, swelling fast against the fresh compression layer. A small whimper escaped before she could stop it.
“See it?!” Ava yelled.
Nova froze, listening. Ava’s shower still ran, oblivious.
She lowered the bra, guilt crashing in. “What am I doing?” she muttered. She folded it exactly as it had been, set it back on the bench, and grabbed the conditioner instead. Her hands shook as she stepped stiffly to Ava’s stall.
“Here. Got it.”
“Thanks! You’re a lifesaver,” Ava called. Her hand reached out, the curtain shifting just enough for another fleeting glimpse of wet skin and soap trails. Nova handed it over fast and turned away.
With shaky steps, she walked back to Ava’s bag. The sports bra and panties sat there, innocent but taunting. Her cock throbbed hard against the fresh compression layer, the pressure sharp and insistent. Lust clouded her senses as she glanced desperately toward the showers. Ava’s water still ran, filling the locker room with the only sound of water.
“Fuck it,” Nova whispered.
She picked up the sports bra again, fingers trembling. The fabric was damp and warm, carrying that faint mix of sweat. She brought it close, pressing it to her face and inhaling slowly. The scent flooded her, making her knees weak. A quiet gasp slipped out as the ache between her legs intensified.
The locker room felt too quiet and empty, as if someone was waiting to jump and catch her, but at this moment, she didn’t care. She pulled down her pants quickly, before yanking her shorts down, with it being welcomed immediately by her angry neighbor downstairs demanding her attention as it stood erect, throbbing ever so often, waiting on her to please it.
Grabbing Ava’s bra with her left and the panties with her right, her breathing came desperately, as if she was running and hiding from a monster. Guilt was twisting inside of her, but the need for her cock was overpowering it in seconds.
The slight sight of Ava’s naked body, the absolute lewdness of the act she was going to commit, was clouding every rational thought in her head.
Nova wrapped the soft fabric of the panties around her shaft, the damp material warm against her skin. She took a deep inhale of the bra pressed to her face, the scent pushing her further. Her hand moved fast, stroking with urgent need.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, Ava, you dirty… little… oh no… oh please.” Her voice was barely a whisper, lost in the quiet locker room.
Her body shook as the pressure built quickly, her cock rigid and throbbing. One rational thought broke through. Where would it all go? There was nothing to catch the mess.
Looking at the bra, the decision came too quickly.
“Forgive me, Ava.”
She placed the inside cup of the bra over the tip of her cock and stroked harder with the panties. Release hit sudden and strong waves pulsing into the fabric. She muffled a gasp, biting her bottom lip hard to prevent any moans from coming out. Legs trembling as her cock happily sprayed the bra with thick and hot ropes, soaking it.
Nova sat there shaking, letting the pleasure fade, but as it faded, sharp regret hit her like a truck. The panties were at least slightly damp; it could be mistaken for the sweat, but the bra was covered, and the semen was pearly white, pooling in like a bowl.
Setting the undergarments down, she frantically pulled her shorts and pants up, grabbing the bra. She ran to the bathroom near the showers to rinse the bra out.
‘Please don’t come out too early!’
Luckily, the water washed away the proof of the ungodly deed, and with a quick squeeze to get the excess water out, she quietly ran back to fold the garments back, but froze when she heard the water stop. Hands trembling, she shoved both into Ava’s bag before storming out.
Walking across campus, you would have sworn she had killed someone with how guilty she looked. The cool air did nothing to ease the knot in her stomach.
‘Please don’t notice anything…’
By the time she reached her dorm, she was shaking as if she had killed someone. Stripping down, she took another cold shower, as if it would wash the guilt away. Upon finishing, she was greeted with Fluffbottom staring at her from her pillow.
“Don’t make me say it, I know.”
She put on some pajamas before getting into bed, hugging the plushy.
“I’m the worst.”
Her phone buzzed from her pants. She went to get it with shaky hands and looked.
Ava: “Hey, I made it home! I’m glad I was able to help you out with the whole shower thing. I hope this was enough to get you to slumber-party with me for sure!”
Nova stared at the screen, mouth open at her luck.
Nova: “Yeah, I think I’ll go after all. I appreciated what you did for me today.”
Ava sent back a heart emoji, and Nova threw herself back on the bed.
Her body was light, her balls felt empty, her cock was happily spent, but the guilt was weighing heavily on her chest. Hugging the plushy tightly again, she let out a groan.
“I’m turning into a pervert….”