The Volleyball Team Chapter 7 (Patreon)

Chapter 7.

Monday arrived. It was the day that Olivia and Peter would put their plan in motion for the first time. Olivia would be on the official volleyball team. Peter would take his first gymnastics lesson with the girls. In the morning, the pair dressed for school as they always do. Peter wore his jeans and t-shirt, underwear, athletic socks, and sneakers. He didn't give it much thought. Olivia took some time to think about what she needed to wear. She couldn't wear her gym shorts and male briefs under her outfit. They might get discovered. She would also have to wear her regular bra. She knew she would have to bind her boobs in bandages after school.

Olivia was deciding what to wear over her lingerie. She didn't know what jeans, or which top to wear.

“Hurry up!” Peter called. “Mom says you are late for breakfast.”

“I'm coming. I'm just getting dressed.”

“It doesn't matter,” Peter whispered through the door. “You know you aren't as pretty as I will be,” Peter teased.

Insulted, Olivia decided to wear a dress instead of jeans. She would also pack an extra dress for Peter to wear into the Y. She convinced herself that a skater dress without any zippers and a tank top would be the easiest to put on and take off later. Olivia carried the outfits that both she and Peter would need with her.

The day at school dragged on, but when it ended, Olivia didn't have much time. She had to drive and pick Peter up at his school. Both of them would have to get changed separately and arrive at the Y on time. Neither could be late for their first day.

“I'm going first,” Olivia informed Peter when they got to the gas station which had the rest room which would be their changing room.

“Leave the keys so I can listen to music while you're gone.”

Olivia didn't trust Peter. He wanted to drive so badly; that he might drive away.

“No way. I'll be right back.”

Olivia took her change of clothes with her as she headed toward the restroom. She entered it and locked the door.

She pulled off her dress. She was wearing only panties and a bra underneath. She was also wearing sandals which could be quickly removed.

The first step was to replace her bra with her bandages. Taking off the bra was a snap; the bandaging of her chest was more difficult. She tried to rush through it, but it didn't look right. She had to start again but eventually; her boobs were gone under strips of gauze. She pulled off her panties and replaced them with boys' briefs. She pulled on the t-shirt with the team's colors and the matching shorts. She sat on the toilet seat to put on her sneakers and socks. The final step was to use a red eyebrow pencil to make faux-freckles. She placed freckles randomly on her face.

Olivia's worn clothing went into a bag she carried out of the restroom.

Peter was waiting outside the car when Olivia returned. Olivia retrieved Peter's costume from the back seat of her car. There was much more to Peter's costume than her own. She knew it would take much longer.

Peter took the package and walked to the restroom. But the door was closed. Someone had gone in before Peter had a chance to. Peter had to wait a few minutes before changing. He couldn't do anything while he waited except pace.

Olivia promised that she would teach Peter how to drive before the Y. She knew there wasn't much time.

As soon as he was able, Peter entered the restroom and locked the door. He pulled off his T-shirt and jeans, next his shoes and socks, and finally his underwear.

He opened the bag containing his costume and looked inside. Olivia had laid out the clothing inside. The items were neatly folded with what Peter would need first on top. Thus, the topmost item was the padded panty briefs. Since the pads were on the sides and in the rear, it was obvious which side was the front. He pulled it up his leg and into place. The brief was purposefully tight at the top to make his waist seem thinner. He looked down and saw the outline of his dick. He had to pull the panty down again to fold his dick under him. The next item of clothing was the sports bra. He pulled it over his head. Then he realized that it was twisted in the back. He wriggled around to get the back to lay flat.

Tights came next. He had to sit on the toilet seat, as Olivia had, to pull the tights up his legs and into place. The skirted leotard was next. He pulled it on such that his bra straps were hidden on his shoulders and in the back too. At the bottom of the bag was a short skater dress. What the hell Peter thought. He pulled it on over his head as he had his bra. Then let it fall into place. It wasn't much longer than the skirt on his leotard.

Looking in the mirror, he applied his makeup. He was well practiced, but it still took a while.

There was a knock on the door.

“I'm coming, I'm coming,” Peter shouted out in his natural voice.

“Please hurry, I have to go,” Peter heard from outside. Peter thought it was Olivia who was at the door, he was wrong.

Cheeks, eyes, lips, hair, finally Peter was ready. He could fix any mistakes in the car.

Peter opened the door and walked out. He looked like a young lady. The man who had been shouting was surprised, he thought a boy was in the restroom.

Olivia was waiting in the passenger seat. Peter got into the driver's seat. Olivia handed him the keys.

“We don't have much time, we had better go straight to the Y.”

“You promised.”

“But there isn't time.”

“I don't care.”

“OK, a few minutes, that's all.”

“Yay!”

Peter started the car.”

“OK, the first thing you do is look both ways.”

The short lesson began. There weren't any problems driving around the block a few times.

Olivia put the keys into her purse and then gave them to Peter. Don't lose this. Put it in your locker!”

“I will.”

“It's late. Change quickly and go straight to class.”

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