:: Ambushed
[[You]] go to the locker room and stand by your locker.  You consider that showering with a bunch of horny boys with your womanly body secreting pheromones like crazy may not be the best idea.  Besides, if you shower, you either have to take off your wrap and show off your tits or get it soaked.  Plus, your damn erection still won't go down.  The combination of your hormones, the action on the mat, and the smell of the locker room seem to have you in a fixed state of arousal.  You really don't want to show the boys how excited you are to be around them.  However, you really need a shower.  You don't seem to sweat nearly as heavily as you used to and it actually smells rather sweet, but you figure that must mean that you're just oozing pheromones so you want to get in and wash them off.

You can hear the boys hooting in the showers and decide to hang out in the locker room until they're all done.  Soon enough, they start trickling back to their lockers, drying themselves off with their towels.  There's a huge amount of cockflesh on display and some of the boys seem to be deliberately flashing you.  Damn, you think, Rosestead boys are //hung//.  You are even more ashamed of what you have left of your member, but you know you couldn't have competed with any of them even before the Process.

When all the boys seem to have cleared out, you take off your trunks and shoes and carefully remove your wrap.  You wrap a towel around your body and walk off to the showers, which are now empty.  You turn on the shower and are soaping yourself up when you hear a low wolf whistle.

You look up and see a stark naked [[Sean]], sporting a massive erection, and you scramble to cover your tits with one arm and grab your dick with the other.  "Get out of here!" you yell.

"I'm pretty sure this is the boys' shower," Sean says and he advances on you menacingly.  You shrink into the corner of the showers, still trying vainly to protect your modesty.  You are terrified by this large, powerful man who had just done whatever he liked with you on the wrestling mat coming toward you.  As a man, you'd probably find yourself in fight-or-flight mode, but those crazy hormones of yours seem to be doing quite a bit to soothe and relax you.

You calm yourself and are determined to talk your way out of this situation and avoid getting raped.  "What can I do for you, Sean?" you ask, in a much more seductive voice than you intended.  You stare at his intimidating clublike penis which you kissed yesterday and felt rubbing against your ass just ten minutes ago and briefly wonder what it would feel like in your mouth or in your ass, though you shake that off.  You suddenly understand why they're sometimes referred to as "weapons" and you furiously think what you can do to go about disarming him.

"Well, you see, sissy, I've got a problem as you can see.  There's this little cocktease who keeps kissing my dick or rubbing her ass against it and then leaving me unsatisfied.  What do you suppose I should do about this?"  Sean has now backed you completely into your corner and looms above you, making you feel small, weak, and powerless.

"Well," you say, "I'm sure she didn't mean to do that...mmmff."  While you're speaking, he sweeps you into his powerful arms and gives you a powerful, dominating kiss on the mouth.  His hands are stroking your wet back and ass and his huge cock is pressed up against your upper thigh.  In the process, he has swept your arms off to the side, exposing your tits and penis to his gaze.  He pushes a leg between your legs and you find his naked leg brushing your penis.  Your penis is painfully erect and this contact is so exciting that you involuntarily start humping his leg slightly, like a dog.

[[Try to get off.]]
[[Keep resisting.]]