Do the (Innocent) Creep (Jake)

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Bunny was doing this entirely for learning purposes.  Nothing more.  And, really, that's all the innocent-minded girl was thinking as she quietly made her way towards the boy's locker room, not knowing what to expect inside.  Just... Manly stuff.  Stuff that would hopefully help her figure out more of her own questions about her male form that she didn't know if she should ask anyone else.  If this didn't work, then maybe she would, but this was her first idea and she hoped it would be successful.

To blend in, she'd managed to shift into her male figure and dressed up in some athletic clothes (link) even though she never really wore them for working out.  Well, she didn't do much working out in general, but she'd bought the outfit to complete her small selection of boy clothes to wear on occasions where she accidentally shifted at school and wanted to change into something more appropriate than her usual dress and stockings.  Surely she would fit in, in a boy's locker room, dressed in this, right?  

What did they do in there anyway?  Bunny hoped she would be able to follow along, otherwise she was going to end up just awkwardly standing and gawking around.  As she stepped inside, she realized she'd apparently chosen a time when there weren't many people inside; she only saw a couple as she paused a few steps past the doorway and wrinkled her nose at the smell that suddenly hit.  Eww... Were boys supposed to be this smelly?

Ah well... Another thing Bunny noticed pretty quickly was, even though there were only a few guys in here, she was considerably smaller than all of them.  Even as a boy, she barely grew any taller than her five-foot-even height, and had little to no muscle mass to speak of.  She wondered nervously if that stood out as she made her way towards... Something.  Lockers?  Showers?  Bunny really had no idea where she was going or what she was doing, and it was probably obvious by the look of confusion on her face.  Hmm... Ah, bathroom!  That was safe!  She hurried towards the room, only to be confronted with some strange... things... that didn't look at all like toilets.  Where were they supposed to pee...?

[Jacob Tapper]

Jake let the two dumbbells he had been using fall down to the padded floor with a loud 'thud.' He was down in the fitness center, which was pretty empty that afternoon; a lot of people likely had classes at that time, but Jake didn't so here he was. Now that he was done with his workout, he strode over to the wall of mirrors, flexing his arms and looking at them at every angle. He loved how his muscles got extra big right after a good workout. Honestly, he wasn't very muscular, but he was trim, and for now that was just how he liked it.

Grabbing his sweat towel and his water bottle, the young man made his way across the room, into the hallway, and down the stairs to the locker room. He figured it would be about as empty as the fitness room was, so he decided he'd probably take a shower there before heading back to his dorm; if it was more crowded, he might just wait to bathe until he got back. He found his locker, tossing the small towel and bottle in to fetch later. Before he did anything else, he realized he had to use the restroom, so that was his first destination. Turning back towards where the urinals and stalls were, he moved past a little guy he'd never seen before. The way he was standing there made Jake a little worried, like maybe the bathroom was flooded or something. But no, everything looked fine, so he stepped up to a urinal and went about his business.

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Bunny looked nervously over her shoulder, towards a couple boys that were chatting over by the lockers. It would be really dumb to ask them where the real toilets were, right? Maybe? Hmm… Well, she supposed she would just have to wait for someone to – ah!

Her eyes widened and she nervously shifted aside slightly as a very cute boy suddenly appeared and began walking into the… ‘bathroom’. Bunny didn’t recognize him; he looked a little older than most boys she knew, and that just made him all the more appealing. Oh goodness… Look at his muscles…! He wasn’t incredibly buff, but his skin was shining with sweat in a way that accentuated what he did have. Swoon~

It took her a second to realize that this was her chance to figure out what these strange contraptions were. She skittered up next to him, maybe making it a little too obvious that she was trying to figure out what he was doing. He was… oh….!! Bunny’s cheeks flushed a deep red when she caught sight of… stuff!... and she quickly averted her eyes. At least… At least she knew what these things were for now, right? And it wasn’t like she didn’t have her own…. Stuff… Bunny swallowed nervously as she mimicked his movements, doing her best to copy him without looking too hard again.

“W-wow, this is weird,” she blurted without thinking. “I’ve never used these before…” When she realized how stupid that sounded, she flustered again and quickly added on,”I mean…!! In here, these… The ones… In here…” What were they called?? Oh goodness, why had she opened her mouth?? “U-uh, because, you know, I just started working out! Heheh, yep, just… Just started today, all day…” It was probably pretty obvious that she had done no exercising whatsoever, given her complete lack of sweat (although she had probably started sweating with awkwardness by now). She really needed to just shut up.

[Jacob Tapper]

Once Jake had stepped up to the urinal and unzipped his fly, he pretty much forgot about the boy who had been standing at the entryway to the bathroom. He hummed softly to himself as he went about his business - a habit he wasn't really aware of - and at some point developed that odd feeling that he was being watched. Sure enough, the boy from before was right next to him, peering over at him with not too much discretion. Jake's eyebrows furrowed with annoyance; did this kid seriously just take the urinal right next to his? That was a huge violation of the Bro Code. There were half a dozen other urinals he could have chosen from.

His ears perked up when he heard the boy speak. He looked askance at him, wondering what on earth he could be referring to. What was weird about using the bathroom? And was this statement supposed to be directed towards him? Because Jake did not like conversing in the bathroom. Only the weirdest of the weird people did that. "They're like any others..." He muttered, feeling somehow obligated to acknowledge the younger guy's ramblings. When he stated he'd only just started working out, the brunet suppressed a laugh. It was pretty obvious this kid would be lost in a gym. "You don't say..." he managed, shaking his head as though to disagree with the strange situations God was always putting him into.

He was done, though, so he zipped his pants back up and headed over to the sink. He had just been in the gym and hadn't seen the guy there, so he doubted the Asian had been working out "all day." But he wasn't going to argue the point. He was just going to wash his hands, take a quick shower, then get the heck out of there.

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Was a person supposed to hum when they used these things? No… Surely not, that was probably just a habit, right? And Bunny thought it would be weird if she mimicked that much (not that it wasn’t weird already…), so she decided against it. She, of course, had no knowledge of this unofficial “Bro Code”, but she did notice the confused (or angry? Eep!) look that he boy gave her, so she quickly averted her eyes with a blush as she focused on not accidentally shifting back at the worst time.

She should have realized that talking in the bathroom was weird. It was a little weird even in girl bathrooms; Bunny just supposed it seemed more natural since they were standing next to each other and could see one another. Because, really!! She could even see his thing if she looked! How weird was that? Did boys not care about that sort of thing? “R-right, of course they are,” she stammered with an awkward laugh. “I’m just being s-silly, don’t mind me.” At the moment, now, she was more worried about actually hitting where she was supposed to on this… Thing. It was a lot harder than she expected; hopefully the guy wasn’t paying attention. “Hehe, yeah!” she chattered on dumbly, following along and zipping up once she was done. “I, uh, I gotta build up some muscle, you know? Everyone t-tells me I’m too thin!” That wasn’t a lie, at least.

She, too, washed her hands, at least being smart enough to do it a little distance away from the guy this time. Bun did, however, side-eye him as he left, wondering where he was going and if she should follow. Stupidly, she did. When she realized where he was going, Bunny’s eyes would widen and she’d panic momentarily. Dare she take a shower in here? What if she…? Nope, no, she was going to do it, no doubt! She would just… Keep her eyes turned away from him. “It’s, uh, always nice t-to take a shower after working out, huh?” Bunny tried to keep up the conversation as she tentatively undressed, hopefully making things a little less awkward. It probably wasn’t succeeding.

[Jacob Tapper]

As awkward as this situation would have been for just about anyone, it was particularly unnerving for Jake; he didn't like to be mean, but this kid was sort of asking for it. Who ever heard of having a conversation in the bathroom? The brunet thought it was completely unacceptable, but he never liked blatant rudeness, including in himself. So it took every ounce of his strength to keep from lashing out, or saying something that would ensure the young stranger really got the message and left him alone.

Jake most certainly did not pay any attention to what the kid was doing over at his urinal; he was barely listening to what the guy was saying. He talked too much and they'd only just bumped into one another; this wasn't the first talkative kid Jake had encountered at Hammel, but at least most of the others had some sense of when was or wasn't appropriate to be doing the talking. He also hadn't noticed the boy following him back to the lockers, but then he heard that same little voice and knew he still wasn't alone. Oh, Jesus Christ... he thought to himself when he heard the word 'shower.' Well, he definitely wasn't getting rid of this nuisance anytime soon. "You bet," he agreed reluctantly, again because he didn't want to be rude.

Opening up his locker, he took off his shirt and shorts, leaving just his boxers on, which he would discard just before getting into the showers as usual. He grabbed his towel and soap out of the locker, closed it, and made his way to where the showers were. Hanging his towel up, he then got rid of what remained of his clothing, stepping up to one of the showerheads and turning the water on, waiting wordlessly for a moment while it heated up.

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Poor Jake, he really had no idea what he was dealing with. Bunny was hopelessly curious, especially about all things boys, and she had a little bit more confidence when she was disguised as one. And this guy really was cute. Maybe not quite as cute as her sweet Jackson, but definitely high up there. That may have been another reason why she decided to follow him around (although she would totally deny it).

This boy really wasn’t talkative, though, and Bunny should have taken that as an indication to stop blabbering, but unfortunately she was too caught up in it all to really pay attention. “Yeah, and it really-oh,” she gasped once the unfamiliar boy started taking off his clothes. She gawked for a moment before realizing how obvious she was being, and blushed profusely as she quickly turned away. “You, um, you look l-like you’re in really good shape!” she stammered, continuing to make a fool out of herself. “Hopefully, um… H-hopefully I can look that good someday.” Oh goodness, she really needed to put some tape over her mouth!

She meekly finished undressing as she reached the shower, after copying Jake and taking out a towel and other toiletries from her bag, which she had thankfully thought to bring, just in case. Unfortunately, it wasn’t until she got to the shower and turned on the water that she realized…. She’d forgotten to bring an extra pair of boy clothes. All she had in her bag was a dress, and the clothes she was just wearing. And those ones weren’t unclean, since she hadn’t actually been wearing them that long, but this boy thought she’d been working out in them! And that… That would look silly to dress again in ‘unclean’ clothes after a shower! Bunny kept her eyes firmly averted as she washed, panicking over what she would do. “…. So, um…. W-what’s your name?” she eventually stammered, still looking away. Yep, she was still trying to keep up a conversation. She had to learn something useful, or this whole thing would be pointless!

[Jacob Tapper]

Well, if there was one thing Jake liked, it was having his ego stroked, so even though he still thought this boy was much too talkative and frankly weird, the compliments weren't completely resisted. "Yeah thanks," he replied simply. This wasn't the first frail Asian kid to be wowed by his toned form, so he'd sort of gotten used to that. He was beginning to think if he ever went to Asia, he'd be hailed as some kind of god.

Believe it or not, Jake actually found it less weird to talk in the shower than to talk while using the bathroom. He often had conversations with his teammates after games, and since they were all equally naked, the dynamic was the same. It was just guys in the shower. But using the bathroom... that was a private thing, which occasionally one had to do in public when one didn't have a choice in the matter, so talking at the urinals was completely foreign to Jake, and to many guys he knew. They just didn't talk while they were in that part of the locker room.

"Jake," he replied as he began lathering soap onto his skin, concentrating on his armpits which were usually the sweatiest after working out his arms. "Yours?" He didn't really care who this person was, but again, he didn't like to be overtly rude to people. He would peg the strange boy - strange in both senses of the word, he would be quick to point out - as being one or two years younger than him, but it was sort of hard to tell with Asian kids. They all seemed to have perfect skin and youthful features that never betrayed their age. That said, it wasn't entirely crazy that he'd never seen him around campus before, if they were in fact members of different cohorts.

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Bunny was starting to think this guy just wasn’t very talkative in general. She, of course, being completely oblivious to the unspoken “Bro Code” that she was probably breaking nearly every rule of. She half-wondered if he would be more talkative in a normal setting and if she were in her female form. He really was cute – maybe cute enough for her to seek out and spy on sometime after this encounter. Jackson didn’t have to know!

“Jake?” she repeated as she stood under the warm water; her hair quickly plastered wetly against her head, much shorter than she was used to when taking a shower. “Nice to meet you! I’m Bu- uh, B… Beau,” she stammered, realizing just in the nick of time how odd it would be to give him her real name (not that it wasn’t a little odd for a girl either, for that matter). “Hehe, sorry, I’m just a little nervous to be in here with all these bigger, tougher guys is all,” she laughed nervously. Really, there was still hardly anyone in here, but hopefully he wouldn’t question it.

“… So um… Y-you were just working out too, huh? Are… Are you on a sports team?” she asked curiously. If she was going to stalk him in the future, she would need to know a reliable place to do so, right? “I’ve, uh, I’ve thought about trying out for something, but I don’t think I’m athletic enough,” she sighed. That was true, at least. Bunny lathered up the soap and started rubbing her skin with the bar. She wondered how long she should be in here; she probably only had another ten or fifteen minutes before the strain became too much and she shifted back, and she didn’t really want to be naked, or in here in general, when that happened!

[Jacob Tapper]

Bunny's assumption was actually true: Jacob was less talkative than a lot of guys his age. Most of his friends were usually blathering on about something or another, but Jake got noticeably quiet every so often, getting lost in his thoughts about visions he'd had or stories he wanted to write. He didn't really have anyone to talk to about these things - nobody could understand the vividness and surreality of what he saw when he looked into other dimensions - so he typically just kept it to himself.

Beau. No, he definitely hadn't even heard of this kid before: he must be younger than him, though that was usually a question he thought was impolite to ask. Some people, he'd learned, were quite self-conscious about their age (when he had just gotten to Hammel, he'd asked his English teacher how old she was, and she'd literally spat out her coffee), though that usually didn't apply to younger people. No matter: he didn't really care that much anyway. "Yeah, you too," he returned the greeting, though it may have been obvious that he didn't really mean it.

But if the stranger wanted to make conversation, he got lucky when he hit on sports. Jake loved sports, and above all, he loved the sports he was good at. "Yeah, I play basketball," he said, moving to stand directly under the showerhead to let the cascading water rinse off all of the suds. "You ever play?" He obviously wasn't on the team, but basketball was one of those sports where you weren't expected to be really buff; in fact, being able to move fast was pretty helpful, though the kid's height was something of a liability.

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Bunny was starting to really oogle at the older boy. The way he didn’t talk much, like he was thinking some deep, intense thoughts… It made him super mysterious and attractive in her eyes. She just wanted to know what was making his mind tick. Maybe she could find out, if she found him again afterwards… and wooed him with cookies…. Yess….

Jake wouldn’t have been the first person to ask how old Bunny was. Oriel had kept insisting that she had to be no older than twelve, no matter how many times she told him she was fifteen. Her male form really didn’t look that much older, especially given her height; she was mistaken for a kid all the time in either gender. She beamed when he returned her comment, sending Jake a bright, wide smile.

“Oh, basketball, really?” she chirped brightly. “My boyf- er, my friend is on the team! His name is Jackson,” Bunny informed the brunette. “I was actually thinking about coming to watch one of his games soon, maybe I’ll see you there too!” Wouldn’t that be fun? And Bunny didn’t know why she’d almost called Jackson her boyfriend, because… He wasn’t quite yet, they were only dating! Wishful thinking, she supposed… “Me? Oh, no, I would never be able to keep up,” she sighed with a shake of her head. “I haven’t really played any sports, actually. I’m too frail… Er, which is why I’m trying to bulk up!” Bunny added quickly. She finished washing herself off and turned off the water, determining that she better get dressed quickly before she risked shifting back. “So, uh…. Are there any guys in here that I should avoid?” she asked meekly. Jake seemed like a good guy, so maybe he could point out any scary boys for her to stay away from.

[Jacob Tapper]

Jake didn't react visibly to the mention of Jackson, but internally he found that noteworthy. He and the blond had just hooked up the day before yesterday, and while they hadn't seen each other since then (as a result of not having practice until later in the week, Jake coming in late to math class, and them not really being the type of friends to hang out anyway), he'd since developed the odd feeling that perhaps something was amiss. Jackson had left his room quickly after they'd finished (as far as Jake was aware, "him finishing" was the same as "them finishing"), and while that had seemed normal at the time, Jake wondered if maybe the Asian boy was more bothered by the sudden end to their adventure than he'd let on. It wasn't really his concern, though: he'd gotten what he wanted out of it, and that was realistically all he could hope for.

All this was to say, that the brunet found it to be an interesting coincidence that this stranger was friends with his hookup, but resolved not to say anything about it.

"Yeah, you should come," he said with a nod, as Beau suggested he might attend a future game. It was always nice to have a crowd in the gym while they were playing; the cheers and general support made it more fun, and kind of psyched them up to play well. Besides, the more people who were there, the more people there were to see Jake win. And all he did was win.

At the next question, Jake chuckled internally. He did this, because he had the distinct urge to look at this kid dead in the eye, say 'Me,' and walk away. That would at least get the kid off his back a little. But again, he didn't like to be rude, so this thought passed out of his mind as quickly as it had entered. "Uh, not really," he said, unaware of any particular bullies that frequented the locker room; they were more like Jake, just regular guys who didn't like to be bothered too much. "Just, uh..." He turned off the water now that he was done with his shower and reached for his towel. "Just don't talk too much, while people are doing stuff, ya know?" That was somewhat brutally honest, at least if Beau got the hint that Jake thought he was overly talkative for locker room etiquette, but the way he saw it, he was probably doing the kid a favor. Other guys might not be so nice to a tiny boy who bothered them while they were peeing and showering.

He really was a Saint.

Wrapping the towel around his waist, he proceeded back towards his locker to get dressed, oblivious to whether Beau was right behind him or not.

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Bunny was, of course, completely oblivious to any relationship between the two, other than being on the basketball team together. She thought maybe Jake would say something about the blonde – that he was a nice guy, or that they were friends, or he was good at dribbling (was that a thing? She didn’t know…), but when he didn’t respond, she blushed in embarrassment and returned to her washing. Maybe they didn’t get along for some reason? That would be sad, they both seemed like good guys! Maybe Jake was just shy… That would explain why he didn’t talk a lot.

“Okay!” she chirped with a bright smile. “I’ll make sure I know when the next game is and I’ll be there, with a sign and everything!” Granted… she probably wouldn’t look like she did now… Oops. And there was no way she would explain to him what was happening right now. Well… Maybe he’d just forget about her like this, and they could make a new friendship with her female figure. Yeahhh….

Anyway, she listened intently for any names or fingers pointed at guys she should look out for. However, the advice that he gave her made her a little confused, but mostly relieved. At least she wouldn’t have to look out for anyone, but…? “Um… Right… okay!” she replied, not really understanding at all. Was she talking too much? Did boys not usually talk in the locker room?? Oops… Well, apparently television had told her wrong, because didn’t it seem like guys constantly confessed things in locker rooms on a lot of shows? Oh well…

She copied Jake’s towel-wrapping and followed a little ways behind him, still debating on what she was going to do with her clothes. Bunny returned to where she’d left most of her belongings and started slowly pulling out… the clothes she’d been wearing before. That would be less problematic than a dress, certainly. “Heh… totally forgot to bring clean clothes…” she mumbled meekly as she got dressed. Even as she tugged the shorts over her hips and the shirt over her head, her joints started to ache. At first she thought it was from typical use; it was only when she felt the tickle of long hair against her arms that she realized her mistake.

Bunny was a girl in a locker room. Oops.

[Jacob Tapper]

As luck or misfortune would have it, Jake's and Beau's lockers were in the same alcove, so they were getting dressed in somewhat close proximity. Jake took his time with it since he wasn't in the kind of rush the other boy was to get dressed; he reached into his locker, taking his clothes out and picking off a few dust mites that were stuck to the collar of the maroon polo he was going to be putting on. He took out his black sneakers, as well, putting them down on the ground for when he'd need to put them on. So slowly was he moving, taking time to let himself air-dry a little more before putting his clothes on, that Beau was fully dressed when he was just pulling up his boxers. As his towel hit the ground, he looked up and saw not a short boy standing near him but... a short girl??

His eyes widened, before he started looking in every direction, as though wondering where Beau had gone, or where this girl had come from. Had they switched places while he wasn't looking? Was this girl there to see one of the boys (an obviously scandalous thing), or had she just come in unannounced? Was there an emergency, or was she just curious about boys? Every possibility ran through his mind until it suddenly hit him: this girl was Beau. When there was no other explanation left, what was left was the explanation.

This girl had tricked him.

This girl had seen him naked.

"What... WHAT THE FUCK!" He called out, face turning red as his hands dove to hide his crotch from her view, even though by this point it was already covered by the fabric of his boxers, and it wasn't like there was much left to her imagination anyway. "What the fuck, what are you doing?!" He shouted, slamming his locker shut very loudly for emphasis. There had better be some kind of wonderful explanation for this. How did she even do it? Was she some kind of modern-day Mulan? Or was this her power? Fucking Hammel; there was one of every kind.

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“Beau” was frozen for the moment, completely mortified by her power lapse. For a few panicked seconds, she tried to shift back, but it was no use – she was out of juice. And not to mention, her legs suddenly felt like jello, like she might collapse on herself if she tried to move an inch. That was why she was still standing there in shock as Jake turned to look at her, red-faced and dressed in athletic clothes that were too big for her even smaller figure.

Ohno ohno ohno ohno…….

She stared wide-eyed back at the older boy, lips open in a failed attempt to speak, to somehow explain herself, but nothing was coming out. When he yelled, she finally moved back in a flinch, now terrified that he was going to do something awful to her. “I-i-it’s not what you think!” she stammered in a high, panicked voice. “I j-just… I wanted… I didn’t know how to…!” Nothing she was saying was making any sense, and she didn’t think he would like her explanation anyway. That’s why she had come in in a disguise, after all.

She did the only thing she could think to do then. She snagged her bag and bolted as fast as her achey joints could carry her (which was a lot quicker than normal, since they were being urged on by adrenaline). Bunny was out of the locker room in a flash, hopefully not seen by anyone else, and completely horrified by her blunder. Oh no, he was going to hate her now! And what if she saw him at one of Jackson’s basketball games??

She’d made a mistake……