The one upside to all this was he got to change in the girl's changing room and by the time Lyndsey had finished, he'd been too distracted by changing to even notice the girls changing, he cursed himself for that and vowed to pay a bit more attention after gym.
Gym was interesting... to say the least, the Lycra shorts were like nothing he'd ever worn, first they were tight, it was like he was wearing tightly whiteys that went halfway down his thighs. While he was doing stretches he felt the material tight against his legs and ass, but the worst part was when he was expected to stand and touch his toes, his ass hardly covered was on show, he was pretty sure he heard a wolf whistle from somewhere behind him.
The Sports bra he wore under his shirt wasn't as much of a change compared to the shirt Sarah had given him so that wasn't as distracting, honestly the girls socks were a bit more noticeable, they felt so thin, his shoes felt a bit looser by wearing them.
Finally after what felt like 4 hours gym class was over. And Jon followed the rest of the girls into the changing room Lyndsey came around his side
"You really do have ass for shorts like that."
"Ohhh... Thanks...?" Jon said unsure how to answer that.
He quickly took off the gym clothes he'd been given and started putting 'his' clothes back on, only remembering Lyndsey's rule about bras after he'd changed He'd needed to wear a bra, and figured he couldn't just wear the sports bra, but Lyndsey hadn't given him one, maybe he could borrow one from the other girls.
