Leo pressed himself into the back corner of the steamy shower stall, desperately trying not to make a sound. The echo of laughter and splashing water filled the locker room.

Every second stretched longer!!

He squeezed his eyes shut, counting each breath, hoping nobody would peer around the fogged plastic. Around him, half a dozen girls peeled off their shirts and shorts, letting the spray of water soak into every seam, chatter bouncing from one stall to the next.

One girl tossed her soaked shirt over the edge. Another snapped her bra open with practised ease, slapping it against the tiles and letting her breasts swing free to the humid air. Leo gulped, eyes locked on the speckled floor. One accidental move, one cough, and it would all be over.

He'd be the legend of the year, the pervert who snuck into the girls' showers.

Gorgon tried to act naturally, eyes low, washing her hair with trembling hands. She scrubbed her scalp harder, cheeks burning as shampoo foamed down her shoulders, across the green lace of her bra, down the dip of her spine. She forced herself to stay casual, humming a broken tune, hoping the other girls would just finish and leave.

"Oh my god, why's the water so cold?" a girl yelped, hopping from foot to foot.

"Stop hogging the hot tap!" someone else yelled.

The girls kept talking, stories bouncing back and forth about the race, about teachers, about who'd be crowned at the pageant.

Gorgon glanced over her shoulder, just for a second, to see what Leo was doing... He was practically trembling!

She bit her lip, equal parts guilty and thrilled.

Had she ever felt so alive?

The danger, the tension… it was exhilarating!

If they got... It's over!!

Finally, one by one, the girls began to finish. Towels were yanked from hooks, and bare skin flashed as girls hurried to dry themselves off before the next event.

"Come on, hurry up! If we're late, Miss Sharma will kill us!" someone shouted, giggling.

One girl, hair still dripping, wrapped a towel around herself and dashed for the door, glancing at Gorgon, who was still taking a bath... Another girl, arms loaded with her uniform, dropped her towel completely as she stumbled on a puddle near the Gorgon's stall.

"Aah! Crap—" she yelped, bending to snatch it back up.

But as she bent down, she froze.

"Hey… What the—?"

From her angle, as she peeked beneath the swirling mist in the Gorgon's stall... Instead of two feet in the steam, there were four legs. Two slender and pale... Gorgon's, obviously, but behind them, unmistakably, a pair of bigger, clumsier legs, toes clenched tight.

"Uh… guys?" she whispered, eyes wide, pointing. "Why does that shower have four legs?"

The locker room went still.

Gorgon's heart lurched into her throat, hands frozen in her wet hair. Leo's blood ran cold.

They fucked up!!

Gorgon rotated the hot water even more as the steam rose more.

But then, as all eyes drifted to the shower floor.... Steam curled thick around the legs beneath the stall. The group squinted, brows drawn, trying to make sense of the blurred silhouettes in the haze.

And saw... Only two legs?

Everyone looked at their friend, who whispered that the girl had four legs.

"Four what the heck are you talking about?"

"B-But I saw four legs... arrh...maybe it's just mist"

She said, yet her eyes surely saw four legs... though. Just to be sure, she crouched down and saw... only two legs.

Meanwhile, inside the stall, Leo clung to Gorgon's body like a lifeline, arms wrapped tight around her ribs from behind. His legs squeezed around her thighs, bare skin slick with soap and water, as he tried not to tremble or slip.

His grip was panicked... yet somehow, both of them managed to keep their faces turned away, expressions as blank as stone.

Gorgon struggled to stay upright, her spine arching unconsciously as Leo pressed into her, trying to make them appear as a single shape... one girl showering alone!

The water hammered down, splashing across her head, her bra, her trembling body. For a breathless instant, the girls outside frowned, unsure—maybe their eyes were playing tricks on them, maybe it was just the shadows and steam.

A few shook their heads.

But the girl who'd dropped her towel... her eyes stayed locked on that floor. She swore she'd seen something more, but with Gorgon standing so perfectly still, and Leo's limbs hidden against her body, there was nothing else to do but move on. Reluctantly, she grabbed her towel and hurried after the others.

Inside the stall, Leo's arms shook as he tried to hold on—his palms pressed to Gorgon's ribs, feeling her quick, shallow breaths. Her wet hair stuck to his cheek. Every inch of him was pressed so tight against her that he could feel the frantic flutter of her heartbeat.

He tried to look away, desperate for the ordeal to end. But the water didn't care—it kept coming, harder and hotter, battering them with its flow. Gorgon wobbled, her hands shooting out to steady herself against the wall. The sudden shift made Leo's arms slip lower... his grip sliding from her ribs to her hips, fingers digging accidentally into the delicate, soaked band of her panties.

He gritted his teeth, trying to hold himself. Gorgon blushed heavily with her one hand washing her head while the other held his... making sure he didn't fall down.

Thud!

The girls left the locker room and,

Thuck!

And then, in a single moment, he slipped down so did... her panties.

Leo's eyes snapped open, and everything slowed to a crawl.

Her panties, green lace now almost invisible, slid down her slick thighs and dropped around her knees.

He gasped.... The world shrank to a single, trembling point: the space just before him, inches from his face, where Gorgon's slits were exposed... crystal clear through the steam, wet, glistening, perfectly bare.

He saw every delicate fold, every shimmer of skin, every secret place, so close he could taste the heat radiating from her.

He froze, breath shuddering in his chest.... Gorgon felt it too; her entire body went rigid, muscles quivering, cheeks burning with a fierce, helpless shame.

For a heartbeat, neither of them moved. The only sound was the relentless hiss of water.

Leo couldn't look away, transfixed—caught between shock and awe, guilt and longing. Every detail burned into his mind. He'd never seen a girl so close, so real, so utterly exposed. The forbidden heat of it sizzled under his skin.

His another first time was taken by someone who wasn't even his girlfriend.

And then, softly, Gorgon's body trembled. Her hand reached forward, covering herself, shielding her core from his gaze at last. She snapped out of her trance, barely able to breathe.

Leo finally broke his daze, forcing himself to look up—and what he saw nearly broke him. Her face, beet red, eyes wet and glimmering, lips trembling on the verge of tears.

She was on the verge of crying.

Her whole body trembled too much, shoulders hunched, the wall her only support.

He swallowed, shame cutting through his earlier haze. Gently, he closed his eyes, willing himself to calm, and slowly stood up, turning away from her and moving out of her stall—heart pounding, unable to look back.

Gorgon, still trembling, drew in a shaky breath. She barely managed to keep her voice steady. "Did you… see?" she whispered, the question so soft it nearly vanished in the rain of water.

Leo, of course, had seen everything. But he bit his lips and muttered, "Please stop… playing with me,".

He didn't wait for a reply, carefully stepping out of the shower stall, mind spinning, the memory still scorching behind his eyes.

But then—

"Next time," she murmured, voice trembling but louder now, "just say you want to look."

Leo stopped in his tracks, disbelief flickering across his face. He turned to look back, breath caught in his throat.

Gorgon stood there, half-hidden in the steam, still bare, but her eyes had changed—now smirking, wild with mischief, hunger flickering in their depths. She leaned lazily against the stall, staring right into him, her tongue sliding over her lips.

"Next time, if you want… you can feel it~" she teased, her voice a dangerous whisper.

Leo's face flushed crimson, shame and arousal and frustration tangling in his chest.

Gods—this woman was shameless!

Just when he thought she was shy, she turned the world upside down again.

He spun and bolted for the exit, making sure to check the empty locker room before slipping out!

Meanwhile, Gorgon looked down at her naked lower half, cheeks still aflame, water streaming over her trembling thighs. She closed her eyes, replaying the image of his stunned face.... so close, so shaken, staring at her most secret place.

Her whole body trembled as her hand slowly slithered downward, fingers tracing the memory.

"Leo~" she moaned, low and seductive as her fingers touched her trembling slits, feeling Leo's face close to her core as she slowly comforted herself.

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