Kyle fought the urge to drool as this European beauty walked closer, giving him a wonderful profile from his covert position. His eyes grew wider as she stopped right in front of the locker he was in, and nearly exploded out of his head as she bent down to untie her shoes, her cleavage bobbing and weaving in front of his face. Mouth wide open, Kyle only stopped staring when she suddenly opened the locker he was in.
Kyle froze, unsure of what to do. He was sure she had seen him, but apparently was wrong as she tossed her shoes and socks in without looking and slammed the door again. Kyle sighed in utter relief, but soon was assaulted by one of the rankest foot odors he had ever bared witness to. The shoes had plopped next to his feet, foot stink wafting up out of them like some sick overpowering air freshener. He had been so shocked at her opening the locker, that he hadn’t noticed one of her crew-cut workout socks had plastered itself on his shoulder, and the other was soaking his hair. In disgust he tried to move to get them off, but found he couldn’t move his arms enough. Wiggling, he only succeeded in causing the sock on his head to slowly slide down his face, before thankfully falling on top of the shoes, its pair still sitting on his shoulder and drenching his shirt.
However, Kyle was soon distracted as the red-headed bombshell wiggled her butt at the locker, yanking down (with some amount of effort) the small workout shorts. Kyle stared in disbelief as her butt seemed to jump out at him and get even bigger, her perfectly tanned cheeks doing their best to devour a tiny pair of white lace panties. Before he could think how odd this was to wear to work out, Kyle was given another heart attack as the woman opened the locker once again.
Kyle closed his eyes and braced himself for being found, but instead he only got slapped in the face with a sopping wet article of clothing before she shut him in again. At first the suffocating feeling of having a sweat-soaked pair of shorts plastered to his face was the worst; that is until the smell of both horribly fresh BO and rank ass nearly burned his nose off. Flailing like mad, he still managed to get some of the butt sweat in his mouth before the shorts finally peeled off and fell away.
As his eyes cleared from the burning salt of this woman’s ass sweat, Kyle’s vision cleared just in time for a perfect view of said ass leaning towards the locker vents. Kyle’s eyes grew wider the more her bum cheeks spread, until with a squeak of sweaty flesh on metal, her ass sealed off the vents, giving Kyle not much else to look at except her lace covered crack. “And of course, all zese men, zey drool over moi from afar, only to get cold feet once zey realize how sweaty and bad smelling I am.”
Kyle could understand why as the smell of ass crack and sweat only grew in his hiding place. “I mean, I did not even pass gas very much out zere today!” Kyle felt dread wash over him before suddenly… PPPHHHHRRRRAAAASSSHHHHHTTTTT!!! “Aahh… Oui, zat is what zey should have to put up with to be with someone as beautiful as moi.” FFFRRRRRPPPPTTTTTSssssssssssssprrrrooop…
Kyle was sent reeling as the gas sprayed him continuously at point blank, her ass sealing off any fresh air and forcing him to breathe the rank stuff and listen to her talk to herself. BLLOOOORRRSSSHHHTTT!!! “My father always said zat I would never get a man if I did not learn to control my ‘bad habits’, but he does not know what he speaks of! Someday soon, I shall find a man who will know how much my beauty is worth. He will put up with any level of nastiness because my beauty and allure shall overpower all else!” PPPPRRRAAAAPPPTTTTTPPPRRRRROOOMMMMFFFFpppreeeeeeeen…
Kyle nearly hurled as he thought that it wouldn’t matter if she was the most beautiful and alluring being on earth, if she smelled this bad everyone would run away. He wasn’t even sure how he was still conscious as her horrible gas continued to fill his hiding-spot-turned-prison. When she leans forward, Kyle can practically taste the clean air just on the other side of the vent. Nearly plastering his lips and nose to the slits, he took deep breaths, only to suck in hard as she pushed her but out one last time with perfect aim before… PPPLLOOOORRSSSSHHHHPPRRROROOOMMMMTTTTBBBRRRRRRAAAAAPPPPPTTTTFFLLLLLrrrrrrrrrtprr ttpromp…
Kyle recoiled as he coughed and choked, his nose melting off and his tongue dying in his mouth as the woman seemed to finally notice his presence. “What in ze hell? Who are you? What… what are you doing in zere?” Even in this horrendous situation, Kyle had to fight distraction as the woman was required to bend over slightly to see him over her breasts, swaying like fleshy pendulums. It even almost made him forget the smell that thankfully was slowly dissipating with the locker door now open… Almost. “No doubt you are here to admire my magnificent beauty… But, as is always the case with you shallow men, you will not be able to put up with even a single one of my… ‘habits’.”
Extracting himself with some amount of effort from the locker, Kyle stood up in front of the woman, nearly hitting his head on her jiggling pair in the process. Though he was definitely in a compromising position, Kyle couldn’t help but feel indignant at being looked down upon by this royal wannabe, and his mouth opened of its own accord. “I think I’ve had to put up with quite enough, actually. I was just trying to find something so I could get to a job interview, and now I’ve not only had to put up with you tossing your completely sweat-soaked gym clothes all over me, including your shorts to my face, but also a horrible barrage of your completely disgusting farts!”
The woman looked at him in confusion, Kyle himself shocked into silence at his own outburst. After a more than awkward pause, the woman spoke up. “So… You hid in my locker, with all of my old gym clothes… then let moi throw my dirty gym clothes on you, and my shorts right on your face… and you sat in silence as I passed wind all over you, all with you only getting just a glimpse of my beauty?”
“I… Well, I guess you could put it that way…”
Kyle was thinking now might be a good time to run, when the silver-eyed woman suddenly burst into a genuine, yet still somehow regal, smile. “Finally, I have found someone who appreciates what one needs to go through to be around someone as beautiful as moi!” Kyle could only stand and blink in bewilderment. Had he somehow complimented this girl with his outburst? “You have earned an introduction. I am Alexia, heir to the multi-billion dollar Rothswei family business. Zough I require most men to address me as Miss Rothswei, I believe I shall make an exception for you; you may address me as Alexia. And what might your name be?”
Kyle was still slightly dumbfounded as Alexia gave her introduction, seeming to not only not mind being in front of him in just her sports bra and panties, but enjoying his internal struggle to keep from staring. “Umm… *Cough.* Nice to meet you… I suppose… I’m Kyle… not really the heir to anything I guess…”
Though Alexia had apparently barely allowed him to call her by her first name, she held no such regard for his. “Haha, well Ky, zat is fine. Ze higher class men will never understand what my beauty is worth as you do.” Attempting to ignore yet another woman over-simplifying his already simple name, Kyle still didn’t quite understand what was going on at this point. From what he could tell, this woman, though absolutely disgusting, somehow thought that because she was beautiful (this fact could not be denied) that men should have to put up with any disgusting thing she could dish out in order to be with her. “So, now zat you have earned even a glimpse of my true beauty, you will no doubt wish to court me, oui?”
Kyle’s eye twitched. What was it with him lately and disgusting chicks thinking he wanted to date them? Still, Alexia had taken finding him in the women’s locker room surprisingly well, and he didn’t want to tick her off… ‘Best to let her down easy. “Well, Alexia, I would love to… I mean you are absolutely beautiful, but unfortunately I don’t think my girlfriend would appreciate that.”
“I see, you are already spoken for? …” Alexia’s face became crestfallen, but only for a moment as happy realization washed over it. “But you still could not resist me, oui? So zis just means zat I must convince you to leave zis woman for moi! I shall not stop until you realize how much you are wasting yourself on her! Hahaha.”
Kyle grimaced, the feeling of dread he was getting a lot lately creeping up his spine with a vengeance. “Alexia, that’s not what I—“
Kyle was unable to finish his sentence as the locker room doors opened, more than a few women’s voices being heard as they entered and made their way towards Alexia and his location. Kyle nearly panicked again, but Alexia just smiled. “Haha, you need to get out of here unseen, no? I can help you hide while you wait for ze ‘all clear’, if you are willing to help me, of course.”
Kyle definitely didn’t like the direction this was going, but had no choice other than jumping back into Alexia’s locker. A nod of dejected acceptance set Alexia smiling and laughing, grabbing what looked like a sort of business outfit from her nearby gym bag before tossing the bag into her locker and grabbing his hand. “Zis will also give me some time to… entice you, no? Haha.”
Kyle startled as Alexia squeezed his arm to her side, making sure to turn his palm a press it to her completely drenched side boob before dragging him off into the shower area, pulling Kyle along with her into a reserved member’s only shower stall…
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