Leslie's alarm went off and he jumped out of bed feeling more energetic this morning. He started to do his usual morning routine, starting with some situps and bicycles. He rolled over to do pushups and found his upper body strength wasn't enough, also his breasts got pressed between his torso and the hard floor. He felt like his technique was different too, feeling like his hips were heavier. After trying for the 3rd time, he did pushups on his knees instead of his toes to make them easier. If only his platoon could see him now, not doing a pushup. With their massive muscles, they would have no trouble. He resolved to go to the gym to work on upper body strength.
He put yesterday's outfit on, even though it smelled pretty bad. He left his room and went to the bathroom to get ready for the day. He grabbed what he needed for morning classes and put them into a backpack that had fallen out of the box that contained all his gear. He walked down the stairs and went to the bookstore and got a size large T-shirt, since the medium really was tight around his breasts. He went to a dining hall, starving. He got an omelet with mushrooms, peppers, ham, bacon and chedder to go along with his bagel with cream cheese and a bowl of oatmeal with 3 glasses of milk. He mentally thanked his mother for encouraging him to get the basic meal plan so he could have 1 meal a day at the dining halls. He took a seat alone, and started to shovel in food. He started slowly down after about 50% of the omelet and 25% of his bagel. He didn't each touch the oatmeal before he put his utensils down. that was filling. what do they put in the food? thought Leslie feeling a little uncomfortable at the waistband of his jeans. He put the bagel in a napkin before putting it in his backback and cleared his little table. He went off to his first class.
The morning's math class was easy enough, as was his other computer science class that started today. Lunchtime came along, which gave him a chance to go to target to get more clothing. He only needed to make it a few days, but he saw a bunch of shirts that were very tempting, so he got one for each day while he finished his bagel from breakfast. On the way to the checkout, he passed by some shorts that would go perfectly with some of tops he got. Which led to finding some kneesocks that went with one of the shirts. By the time he got to the register, he had $250 of clothing. He got back to the temporary apartment with his 3 bags, and waved to Jeremy before going into his room. He wanted to change before he say Stacy that afternoon at he women in tech meeting. He slid out of his old jeans to put on the shorts, finding that all the size 2 shorts seemed to be a different fit. The jeans he got had the same problem, even though they were also size 2. He threw them to the side, except for the pair of shorts that felt the most comfortable and then changed his shirt to a "I stopped coding to be here" shirt. Excited to see Stacy, he looked in the mirror and nodded to himself looking good
He walked to the meeting room for the women in tech, which which has seating for about 80. Leslie was a few minutes early, but there were already a few other girls there. He went over to the snack table and while he was there, a freshman girl named Katrina came up to him to introduce herself. She seemed really nice, and the two started talking about computers. They were joined shortly by two other girls, one was also a coder but the other was a junior in majoring in physics. During a brief lull, Leslie realized the room had filled up. He found Stacy who made eye contact and waved. She excused herself and started walking to the small gathering of girls. She gave Leslie a big hug, squeezing breasts against hers.
"Hey Les! Glad you could make it. I see you've met Tammy and Susan, " gesturing toward the other two girls, "and nice to meet you..."
"I'm Katrina, a freshman taking some similar classes to Leslie. Maybe we are in some labs together, Leslie? I have one at 1pm on Wednesdays and the other at 9am on Fridays."
"I'm actually in the 1pm Wednesday, with Dr Turing," replied Leslie. Stacy grabbed them both by the shoulders and pulled them in, "Buds already! Hold the fort ladies, only 1 in 4 computer science majors are female. And only 1 in 5 in physics Susan. That's why these meetings are so important, to remind eachother that we are in this together. Hey, it looks like we're starting." Then Stacy went towards the chairs with the others following. Leslie started listening to the speaker talk about sisterhood and support, and felt a bit like an outsider. Stacy must have picked up on this, putting her hand on Leslie's bare thigh before leaning in to whisper in his ear, "Les, I'm here for you girl." Leslie felt goosebumps.
