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Shawn was glad he had a friend who worked at the gym. When his work shifts got moved up and he needed time to work out, Mason gave him a spare key to get in before hours. It’s a key to the women’s locker room, but he can just cut through to the men’s, and no ones around at this time anyway so it doesn’t matter.

It had been a productive morning at the gym, he set a new PR for his squat and was completely beat, but proud.

He hopped into the showers and washed off before realizing that the towel rack was empty today. “Dammit,” he said, then thought for a moment. “I guess I can run over to the women’s room a steal a towel from there real quick.”

He stepped out of the showers and quickly walked into the women’s locker room. He checked the towel rack there to find it was empty as well. ‘Fine, I guess I’ll just have to air dry a little then throw on my clothes’ Shawn thought.

He went back to the men’s room, but saw a problem when he went to turn the handle on the exit to the women’s locker room. The door was locked from this side. And he left his key with all of his stuff in the other side.

‘That’s no big deal’ he half ran to the exit on the other side into the lobby. Locked as well.

“Ok, this is a problem.” Shawn was naked and locked in the women’s locker room at the gym. And to top it all off, the first people to show up in the morning were usually a local cheerleading team.

Without anything else, Shawn starts to check the lockers for anything to wear. But all of the unlocked ones are empty. There are a few with locks on the front, but he’ll be in enough trouble when he’s found here. Smashing open lockers probably won’t help his case.

Eventually he makes his way over to the box labeled ‘lost and found’ and takes a look. Inside there’s a bunch of random items, water bottles, workout journals, and deodorant. But no clothing. Except he notices a pink cloth at the bottom, he pulls it out and sighs.

A hot pink thong.

After triple checking the box for any other options, Shawn realized this was his best option if he didn’t want to be seen completely naked. So he slid the small piece of fabric up his legs.

It wedged in his ass and his dick began to get hard at what he was doing so he tucked it down, which was easier than he would’ve expected.

As he tried adjusting the cloth, he felt something could on his hip. He reached under the waistband of the thong to find a locker key that had been wrapped up in the material.

He grinned at this turn of luck and made his way over to the locker, the discomfort of the thong forgotten for the moment.

He unlocks it and swings open the locker to find a cropped black shirt and necklace, sitting next to a workout journal. Well it’s something, he throws the top on despite it not covering below his belly button. While he’s at it he grabs the necklace and the journal. He slips the necklace on as well, he doesn’t want it to get lost because he opened the locker.

Next he turned his attention to the journal, could he find out who he needed to return this stuff to?

He sat down on a bench, the wood was cold, but more comfortable than usual on his plush, hairless thighs. He started flipping through the journal. It was full of exercises, a lot of legs, mostly targeting the butt. ‘Damm’ Shawn thought, ‘she could probably squat more than me, maybe I should be working on glutes more.’

As he flipped through more, he was rewarded with a small note on the corner of one page. “Georgia keeps forgetting her locker combination 18-2-31”

“Yes!” He says in a breathy voice. Shawn starts trying the combination on all the locks with his feminine hands, and before long, one pops open.

This locker is much more full than the last, it has a pair of shorts, shoes, socks, a pink ribbon, and a bottle of perfume.

“Jackpot!” Shawn exclaims. He grabs the shorts and squeezes them over his butt. He wiggles his hips as he pulls until they slide into place, hugging his ass tightly.

Next he grabs the knee socks and slides them up his smooth, toned calves. They pull the pink trainers onto their feet after that. They fit perfectly, they always were a similar size to Georgia.

As they stood up, Shay bumped their head against the locker, tipping over the perfume. Some of it spilled out onto their head before they could pick it back up, and they wiped the liquid off of their delicate features leaving behind a strong feminine scent.

“Oops, I hope Georgia isn’t too mad about that. Finally, Shaina grabbed the ribbon and tied her hair back with it.

Shaina checked herself over in the mirror, admiring the outfit. She adjusted her thong, feeling it slide against her pussy as she did.

Finally she went and opened her locker to get out her phone and take a few selfies. The rest of her cheer squad would be here soon, but she had a little time left to show off the body she’s been working so hard for.

Description
Shawn was glad he had a friend who worked at the gym. When his work shifts got moved up and he needed time to work out, Mason gave him a spare key to get in before hours. It’s a key to the women’s locker room, but he can just cut through to the men’s, and no ones around at this time anyway so it doesn’t matter.

It had been a productive morning at the gym, he set a new PR for his squat and was completely beat, but proud.

He hopped into the showers and washed off before realizing that the towel rack was empty today. “Dammit,” he said, then thought for a moment. “I guess I can run over to the women’s room a steal a towel from there real quick.”

He stepped out of the showers and quickly walked into the women’s locker room. He checked the towel rack there to find it was empty as well. ‘Fine, I guess I’ll just have to air dry a little then throw on my clothes’ Shawn thought.

He went back to the men’s room, but saw a problem when he went to turn the handle on the exit to the women’s locker room. The door was locked from this side. And he left his key with all of his stuff in the other side.

‘That’s no big deal’ he half ran to the exit on the other side into the lobby. Locked as well.

“Ok, this is a problem.” Shawn was naked and locked in the women’s locker room at the gym. And to top it all off, the first people to show up in the morning were usually a local cheerleading team.

Without anything else, Shawn starts to check the lockers for anything to wear. But all of the unlocked ones are empty. There are a few with locks on the front, but he’ll be in enough trouble when he’s found here. Smashing open lockers probably won’t help his case.

Eventually he makes his way over to the box labeled ‘lost and found’ and takes a look. Inside there’s a bunch of random items, water bottles, workout journals, and deodorant. But no clothing. Except he notices a pink cloth at the bottom, he pulls it out and sighs.

A hot pink thong.

After triple checking the box for any other options, Shawn realized this was his best option if he didn’t want to be seen completely naked. So he slid the small piece of fabric up his legs.

It wedged in his ass and his dick began to get hard at what he was doing so he tucked it down, which was easier than he would’ve expected.

As he tried adjusting the cloth, he felt something could on his hip. He reached under the waistband of the thong to find a locker key that had been wrapped up in the material.

He grinned at this turn of luck and made his way over to the locker, the discomfort of the thong forgotten for the moment.

He unlocks it and swings open the locker to find a cropped black shirt and necklace, sitting next to a workout journal. Well it’s something, he throws the top on despite it not covering below his belly button. While he’s at it he grabs the necklace and the journal. He slips the necklace on as well, he doesn’t want it to get lost because he opened the locker.

Next he turned his attention to the journal, could he find out who he needed to return this stuff to?

He sat down on a bench, the wood was cold, but more comfortable than usual on his plush, hairless thighs. He started flipping through the journal. It was full of exercises, a lot of legs, mostly targeting the butt. ‘Damm’ Shawn thought, ‘she could probably squat more than me, maybe I should be working on glutes more.’

As he flipped through more, he was rewarded with a small note on the corner of one page. “Georgia keeps forgetting her locker combination 18-2-31”

“Yes!” He says in a breathy voice. Shawn starts trying the combination on all the locks with his feminine hands, and before long, one pops open.

This locker is much more full than the last, it has a pair of shorts, shoes, socks, a pink ribbon, and a bottle of perfume.

“Jackpot!” Shawn exclaims. He grabs the shorts and squeezes them over his butt. He wiggles his hips as he pulls until they slide into place, hugging his ass tightly.

Next he grabs the knee socks and slides them up his smooth, toned calves. They pull the pink trainers onto their feet after that. They fit perfectly, they always were a similar size to Georgia.

As they stood up, Shay bumped their head against the locker, tipping over the perfume. Some of it spilled out onto their head before they could pick it back up, and they wiped the liquid off of their delicate features leaving behind a strong feminine scent.

“Oops, I hope Georgia isn’t too mad about that. Finally, Shaina grabbed the ribbon and tied her hair back with it.

Shaina checked herself over in the mirror, admiring the outfit. She adjusted her thong, feeling it slide against her pussy as she did.

Finally she went and opened her locker to get out her phone and take a few selfies. The rest of her cheer squad would be here soon, but she had a little time left to show off the body she’s been working so hard for.