While Jon and Karyn were finishing up their trip to the gym, Biff was just arriving at his gym. He parked his car, grabbed his gym back and made his way inside. He passed a few people on the way, the women he walked past just smiled at him as did the men, but the men had a different type of smile, more flirty. He felt some eyes on his butt as he walked. He signed in to the gym and headed for the women's changing room.
He paused at the door and took a deep breath. A part of him couldn't believe he was going in here but he had been living this life long enough to know he'd fit right in. As he entered the changing room ot find a locker he glanced around the room being careful not to stare at anyone. There were women in all stated of undress, some drying off after showers, one brushing her hair while standing in just her bra and panties and one standing at an open locker, taking out a bra. She was wearing panties but her chest was exposed and her breasts were on full display. Biff liked what he was seeing but managed to keep it cool.
He dropped his bag in a locker and made his way into the gym. His first stop was a weights bench. When he lifted weights in the past he used to start with around 200lb weights and build up from there. He wanted to be safe so he found a bench that was already setup, the bar had 140lb on it so he thought that would be easy for him to start with. Biff sat on the bench and lay back. He put his hands on the bar and pushed up. The weights didn't budge. Biff couldn't believe it. His male ego took an instant hit. He tried again, this time putting all his strength into it. He had hoped at least to get the bar out of the holder, even if he couldn't do any reps with it. Again, nothing, the bar stayed firmly in place. Buff was hit with a tonne of emotions, he felt embarrassed by how weak he now was but he also felt a bit scared. If he really was as weak as a woman then maybe Lucy was right to be worried last night. He would have to reassess any future decisions, keeping in mind how vulnerable and weak he was. He gulped and thought that if a man did try to take advantage of him then he would be powerless to stop them.
Biff was just about to give up when he felt a shadow over him. He looked to the side and saw aa guy standing there smiling down at him. The guy said, "need any help little lady? Think this might be a bit heavy for you." Biff was embarrassed to be called "Little lady" and quickly replied that he was fine but the guy didn't really take the hint and leave him alone. Buff decided to give up on weights for now and try some other exercise. He slid back out from under the weights and got to his feet. As he went to leave he tripped on some weights and stumbled towards the guy who was still standing there. Biff was much bigger than this guy and thought he would flatten him but the guy reached out and easily caught Biff and steadied him back on his feet. Biff blushed and thanked him and then quickly left that area, utterly humiliated.
He found his way to a threadmill and started a light jog, trying to forget about his embarrassment. There were lots of women using the treadmills around him and he distracted himself by staring at their Butts rocking back and forth as they ran. He was enjoying the view but the sudden thought that someone could just as easily be enjoying the view of his own butt brought him crashing back to reality. Biff decided to try to forget about everyone else and just focus on himself. He increased the speed on the threadmill but discovered that the maximum speed he could handle was also considerably less than he could previously do.
Biff was growing more and more frustrated. The gym had been like his sanctuary before. A place to do some training and show of his masculinity to anyone that was there but now it just highlighted his femininity, constantly reminding him that he was now weaker and slower than he had been and making him feel much less safe in his place in the world.
Eventually he grew tired and decided to give up. He made his way back into the changing room and decided to have a quick shower. He stopped at his locker and peeled his workout pants down his legs. He took off his t shirt and sports bra too and stood rooting through his gym bag in just his black panties. Finally, he took his panties off, freeing his penis from their tight hold. He wrapped his towel around his waist and made his way to the shower. He got a few funny looks from the other women, most of their eyes fixed on his chest. As the shower started to wet him he realised the way he had worn the towel was unusual for a woman. The others were staring at his breasts, not leering, but just finding it odd. They probably thought he was a bitnof an exhibitionist.
The shower was a new experience for Biff. There were two other women in there deep in conversation. One was so aping up her breasts and the other was washing her hair. It toom all of Biff's willpower to not stare at them but he did steal a few glances. As he lathered soap on his own chest he closed his eyes and imagined what it must feel like to be lathering up a pair of breasts. He imagined his hands tracing the curve and lifting up the flesh. He imagined his nipples standing at attention and for a second he thought he could feel exactly that. Opening his eyes and snapping out of it, he saw that his penis had in fact grown erect. For once he was glad that nobody could see that. If either of those women looked over they would only see the same flat crotches as themselves. He'd probably be arrested otherwise, he thought to himself.
When Biff finished his shower, he wrapped his towel around himself, this time remembering to wrap it higher and covering his chest. He made his way back to his locker and dried himself off. He took his clean underwear out of his bag, a matching creme coloured bra and pantie set. He pulled the panties up his leg, glad to be covered up a little bit. He put the bra on with ease, having gotten lots of practice lately. He found a t-shirt and denim skirt in his bag which he also put on. He was getting ready to leave but didn't know what else he was going to do today. He didn't want to just go home and wallow so thought he might go to the mall. It might do him good to spend some time out in public. He needed to view the world differently now from his new vulnerable position but women everywhere seemed to manage it so he could too. He though maybe if he went to the mall and embraced his feminine life role it might help him feel better about his situation.
