SISSY BOY AT GYM (EARLY ACCES)

I love working out, I really do. I spend a lot of time at the gym and working out is one of my favourite hobbies I have ever. It just feels good to be muscled and healthy. I am going to the gym every single morning and even on the weekend, I am not skipping it. And I especially love Saturday mornings. There was almost nobody at the gym except two girls. They are going there only on Saturday morning and we always meet there and we chat about our lives. They were really pretty girls but I already have a girlfriend and I was not going to do anything stupid. But I really liked chatting with them because they were really interesting. I have never met girls like them. They weren´t typical girls you would meet around the town. They were just… different. A lot different… I don´t know the right term for it but I guess they were really strong feminists. They were always talking about women´s rights when we were chatting and they were trying to persuade me to become a feminist as well. Fortunately… I am a very calm and conservative boy and these talks don´t work for me. But the two girls never gave up and always when I was talking to them on Saturday, they were trying to convince me to become a feminist.

And this Saturday, there was no exception. I went to the gym early in the morning as I usually do and I was looking forward to my workout. I was there alone when I came there and I changed into my work out clothes. I left my reg clothes on the bench in the cloakroom which was shared for males and females on weekends because almost nobody comes here on the weekend. I started to work out and approximately after 20 minutes of my work out the girls came to the gym as well. I heard them going into the cloakroom and I heard some giggling. Of course… these girls… they were just different I thought and I continued in my workout. Then they came right to me in the gym and one of them said:

“Hello, our muscle boy! How are you?”

“Ehm… good… Saturdays are always good!” I said and I looked at them. They dressed just in the sporting bra and leggings… wow… they really knew how to provoke a boy. But I did my best not to look in their chest and I was trying to continue my workout. But they just wouldn´t go away and they started to do the worst thing they could do… they started flirting with me…

“Hmmm… I bet Saturdays are good and do you know why? Because you get to see us! What do you think about our outfits? Do you like our bras? Do you?” they asked me and they were pointing right to their chest. I really didn´t want to look but they kind of force me to look there when they asked me like this. I looked and … well… yeah… as I said before…. they were really beautiful girls with beautiful bodies. What could I say? I am not going to lie.

“Yeah… you are really pretty girls…. But I guess you already know that!” I said and I said in a bit annoyed voice because I didn´t want to spend the whole time in the gym with them. I wanted to give my time to my muscles and my body.

“Of course, we know that we are pretty girls and we definitely have much more beautiful clothes than you have!” they said.

“Well… I wouldn´t say it like this. I would say that you have very different clothes but not many more beautiful clothes! That is quite a different thing!” I tried to oppose but it was quite futile. They were just so strong feminists and they thought that they know everything better and that girls are just better than boys. Yes… girls are a lot better than boys in some areas but it also works the other way around. Boys are in some areas better than girls but this fact was just unacceptable for them.

“Oh… but we really do have much more beautiful clothes and you should admit it! You must be so disappointed that you cannot wear our clothes… are we right? Just imagine that you could wear our bras… underwear… dresses, tops, skirts, nylon tights and imagine this…. you could do a makeup of yours every single morning. You could choose the colours and style… What a life would it be, right? Admit that you are secretly dreaming of this and that you would love to try it because male clothes and style is just trash!” they said and they were again flaming with their feminist opinions. I had quite no idea what should I say about this…

“You know… I am quite happy with my clothes. I am sure you have very comfy and pretty clothes but for my meagre use… it would be a shame to waste your pretty feminine clothes for me!” I answered and I hoped that they would finally leave me alone.

“Oh… we don´t think so… On the other hand… we really think that you would be so adorable and cute in some of our dresses and skirts… just imagine your muscled body in some silky feminine clothes? Isn´t it exciting?” they asked me.

“Exciting? I am not sure… I would be quite excited if I could continue my workout. And you should too. We have the whole gym for ourselves and we should use it, right?” I tried to indicate that I would really like them to walk away and let me exercise. They both looked at each other, winked and giggled. Then they said:

“Of course… we will let you work on your muscles… forgive us… you are just so attractive and we just must chat with you at the very least for a minute! We are so tempted to imagine your body in our dresses and skirts… and it is just so difficult to resist those imaginations! Enjoy your workout!” they giggled and they really walked away. I was surprised that they really let me alone and I was even a bit flattered… Was I really that hot boy? I am not sure about it. Well… maybe I should say this to my girlfriend…. she could say it to me instead of these girls.

I did my workout and I was really sweaty during it. I did my best and after one hour of it… I was done. I had to end because my t-shirt and shorts could be wrung… Those two girls were already finishing as well, but I didn´t care about it. I went right to the showers and it was one of the best showers I ever had. I wasn´t finally so sweaty and stinky and I looked forward to going home and seeing my girlfriend. I just put the towel around my waist and went to the cloakroom. And there… of course… were those two girls and they were obviously after showering as well. They were already dressed and… wow… they looked really hot. Both of them had short leather skirts and red tops. Wow… I tried to look surprised and I went to my bag where my reg clothes should be.

“Wow… what a handsome boy… those muscles… and the body… You are really handsome!” giggled those girls and they really wanted to mess with me. I probably should have been already dressed… but whatever.

“Thank you… you little stalkers!” I giggled and went to my bag to put on my clothes. BUT… when I came to my bag… it was opened. I remembered that I was zipping it up… What the heck… I looked inside and… WHAT THE HECK… my clothes were gone… but there were some clothes and… it was weird material. I pulled one piece of clothes out of the bag and I couldn´t believe what I had just seen… It was a bra… IT WAS A BRA. Feminine bra. I couldn´t believe that this was really happening. I immediately looked at those two girls which were standing right next to me and they were giggling and laughing., I looked at them and I immediately asked them:

“What the heck…. What is going on? Why did you do this? Where did you put my clothes?” Both girls saw my terrified face and they were obviously enjoying my surprise and embarrassment.

“Oh… what a coincidence… but… we think you can wear these clothes as well. And as you told us before… feminine clothes are really beautiful and different. And it would be such a shame if you couldn´t at the very least try on our feminine clothes… once!” .said these girls and I couldn´t believe that this was really happening. Are they serious? I looked into my bag and I pulled out everything. And I was shocked. There was not a single piece of my clothes but instead… I found nylon tights, panties and a pink tight dress. I was looking at these girls in disbelief and told them:

“Wait for a second… you cannot do this! You can steal my clothes and then force me to dress up like a girl! Give me back my clothes! I am cold after the shower and I want to go home!”

“And what makes you think we can´t do it? You will actually put everything on or… we will go to see your girlfriend and we will give her your clothes and tell her that we 3 really enjoyed an interesting night… And guess what she is going to believe!” those girls giggled and at that moment… I lost. I lost and they were right… There is no choice for me but to put on feminine clothes.

“Okay, okay… I will put it on.. just don´t mess with my girlfriend, please… I beg you!” I cried out and I started to put on the panties.

“What a good boy! Of course, we won´t mess with your girlfriend if you will be a good boy!” they giggled and they were watching me. I put on the panties and then the nylon tights. It was so embarrassing to dress up like this just in front of these girls. But I had to do it… for my girlfriend. Then I struggled a little bit with the bra…but after several minutes I managed with it. Of course, the girls were laughing and they were encouraging me… what a crazy day… But of course, it wasn´t everything… I had to put on the pink tight dress and it was the most embarrassing part of it. I put it on my muscled body and it was really so tight. I had to look so funny because these girls cannot stop laughing and they were even forcing me to pose for them and then they took pictures… I protested but it was futile… They had me… And then… the worst thing came…

“Now… go home like this and let us know how your girlfriend likes it!” they giggled and they ran away from the gym… I was so shocked that I completely forgot to chase them… And the only thing I could do was go home dressed like this… But… what will my girlfriend say when she sees me like this…?