Life of a Dominant Futanari Week 5 Chapter 156/4: Dripping with Sweat

The bell went off not long after our second round and cleaning up. We struggled to get ready together, and I saw Tracy leaving much happier than when we first chatted. I could tell she wasn't happy about the thought of sleeping with him one more time, but she didn't mind getting a little revenge of her own.

I could understand the last thought, and I knew she was thinking something not so malicious as what I had planned. Still, I had her support, and I couldn't help but be a little happy about that. I would have a conversation with Daniel tonight, and if all went well, I would no longer have Jake as a problem. I half ran towards the third period when I got a text on my phone, which I ignored as I didn't have time to stop and look at it.

The classroom door was still open as I reached the class, and I saw the teacher getting ready to close the door when I met eyes with the teacher. They sighed and held it open, and I got through it with all my stuff before they closed it. "Angela, you are starting to make this a habit of barely getting here on time." The teacher commented.

"Sorry, I have been using lunch to catch up on things, and I lose track of time." I partially lied. I was catching up with Tracy and ensuring she was more than satisfied. I did so with Sarah earlier, and tomorrow would be Alex. I had a lot of 'catching up' to do every week, and I thoroughly enjoyed it.

Still, I put my bag to the side of my desk, pulled out my stuff, and quickly started taking notes as the teacher started the lesson. I quickly got to work at it and found that my mind focused a little before I yawned. It seemed that I was still tired, and I was up too late last night. Instead of worrying about that, I started to get to work as the teacher made a note to tell us that there would be homework on this.

I continued to follow the easy lesson, but this teacher made a note of some things and shortcuts I never knew. I made sure to make a note of it and follow along for that very reason every time. When the teacher handed out the homework, I got to work right away as my current schedule in life had zero tolerance for homework right now.

With that in mind, I finished it up and started checking my answers when the bell rang, calling an end to the third period. Gym was my next class, and Mrs. Grendier would be making me run outside for Mr. Trimmers to use the inside Gym. We would then have to come back inside and prepare for after-school practice, and I looked forward to it. I was getting better and better at volleyball, and I enjoyed it.

Soccer, or football, was my favorite, but I have spent too long on the sidelines for that. Volleyball was a nice team game that I also enjoyed, and I had the height and strength for it. I just needed practice and experience, and I was in the right place to develop that, with Mrs. Grendier taking such an interest in me.

Quickly I packed up my things and put my name on the homework before handing it to the teacher and heading out of the classroom. I moved towards the teacher's locker room once again, feeling that I had been there all the time lately. Still, I was enjoying myself, and there was another simple fact about my life that I was just realizing. I no longer felt alone.

I had Crystal, who cared about Sarah and me. I don't even know what Alex would do if I stopped playing with her, and Kyle was a little interesting while Tracy still had more to say about me. As I thought about it as I was reaching the Teacher's locker room, so much of my life had changed in these few months. Standing up for myself finally with Jake and even outside of that made my life busier in many ways. In others, I finally felt like I had other people in my life other than bullies and my parents.

My last thought about my parents made me frown as I thought about my dad. Anger made my lips pull back into a sneer, and I sighed a moment later, shaking my head. I reached the teacher's locker room and pushed it open with a yawn clawing its way through me. I yawned again and got to stripping out of my uniform and weighted vest before starting to change into my workout clothing.

It didn't take long for me to strip and put on the workout outfit I had on this morning, but I yawned once more. I couldn't help but consider a nap but knew that five minutes was too little time. I continued to change, and when I finished putting on my pants and sports bra, I heard a knock on the door before it started to open. Mrs. Grendier looked at me as she entered and smiled.

"Good, Almost ready, it seems. We are going outside while Mr. Trimmers takes the inside gym for a friendly game of dodgeball, it seems, and the girls are excited. Want to join in?" Mrs. Grendier asked, and I frowned.

"If you are willing to train me, I would rather train more," I told her honestly as I picked up the weighted vest and put on eighty pounds. I opened my bag, pulled out my arm and leg weights, and strapped those on while I heard Mrs. Grendier chuckle.

"I figured you would. I like your determination, Angela. Meet me outside and run a couple of laps before meeting me at the beach volleyball pit. I will be getting things ready." Mrs. Grendier said with a smile and walked out of the room. I looked at her go with an odd expression as I felt the interaction was weird. Instead of wondering too much about it, I went back to strapping on my weights and getting ready. I didn't have much longer and grabbed my backpack with me as I went to the gym to exit those doors.

As soon as I entered the gym, I saw the girls I was in class with getting ready for a run around the gym. I didn't watch and quickly moved to the exit and pushed open the doors looking outside. Mrs. Grendier was by the small patch of sand setting up the Volleyball net and readying her spot for training me. I took off my backpack leaving it by the doors before starting to stretch. Stretching was important, and after I felt limber enough, I took off on a jog before moving into a sprint. I quickly did a lap and cooled down with a run around the second lap before jogging one more lap around the field. Then I ran over to Mrs. Grendier, who was smiling as I approached.

"Are you sure you don't want to join the Track and field team this spring?" Mrs. Grendier asked, "I think I can't even train you to be better at running. Seriously, your stamina is amazing."

I couldn't help but smile at the compliment. "Um, I am not sure, to be honest," I told her honestly, "Thank you for the compliment. Maybe I will pick up running as a side thing. For now, I would prefer to concentrate on Volleyball. I have always loved team sports!" I told her.

Mrs. Grendier smiled and pointed to the opposite side of her. "Well, Since you love team sports so much, we just have to catch you up. Last week your serves were weak, but I would prefer you learn them in the gym. That being said, it is still your weakest point. Your strength is great at scoring points, but you cannot follow up if you become the server. That isn't good, and serving if you are not the libero is mandatory. So we will practice that after we get you a little sweaty and dirty."Mrs. Grendier picked up a ball and smiled. "Let's start with recovery again. I am sure you like running in the sand."

A moment later, I was running and jumping in the sand. Mrs. Grendier had me going everywhere, from corner to corner and front to back, recovering balls. When she ran out of balls, I had to grab the cage and run around picking up the balls before returning them to her. She seemed to want to keep me moving the entire time with barely any rest.

Sweat started to bead on my forehead, but I didn't stop moving. The wind licked at me with cool autumn air, and I continued to recover the ball till I forgot anything else as I ran around and around while Mrs. Grendier continued to force me to move for every ball. Then she started adding balls that went straight for me, mixing them in and making me run all over the place. That threw me off, and suddenly I found it harder for me to recover the easier balls because of it.

Taking my time, I started to recover better and better, and soon Mrs. Grendier got me to gather the balls once more and stopped me from returning them. "Time to serve!" She announced, and soon I was learning how to send it over the net. My legs burned, and my upper body burned along with it as the exercise started to catch up to me. I would serve ball after ball, sending it over the net, under the net, and into the net. My serving game was exactly as she said it was; a mess.

That didn't deter me, though, and I would run to collect all the balls before running back to serve them all over again. I quickly noticed that Mrs. Grendier was smiling whenever I sent them over the sand pit, and I realized that each time I missed, It would increase recovery time. The balls would run away, and I would be busy serving more and more before I ran out. Which I would then have to recover them all, and by the time I heard the bell ring, I was dripping with sweat.

"Good effort!" Mrs. Grendier called out as I was in the middle of recovering the balls again when the bell rang. "Bring all the balls into the gym while I grab the net. It is almost time for team practice!" She exclaimed happily, and I took long, measured breaths through my nose to try and recover. Exhaling out of my mouth came right after, and they were heavy breaths. I knew huffing and puffing wouldn't help, so I continued to take those breaths as I finished gathering the balls outside and counted them up.

Making sure I found all of them, I grabbed the cage and noticed that Mrs. Grendier had already cleaned up the net and was inside. I grabbed my backpack before stepping back into the gym, and Mrs. Grendier started to set up the nets. Mr. Trimmers was with her, talking on the other side of the gym.  I brought in the cage of volleyballs and brought them over to Mrs. Grendier and Mr. Trimmers.

"I will talk to you later about it." Mr. Trimmers said to Mrs. Grendier as I approached.

"Sure, Talk to you then about it." Mrs. Grendier said before turning to me. "Go ahead and rest, maybe stretch a little. You have been running for a long time now, and I don't need you hurting yourself." She told me, "Rest till class gets here, then walk off the exertion." She told me, and I shrugged and started back to the doors. I grabbed my bag and went to grab some water. I made sure to hydrate myself as I saw the team start to filter in.

Much to my surprise, Alex and Sarah were close to the last ones to enter, and everyone started to run around the gym, and I started to jog. Sweat stains showed on my body, and some of the girls looked at me with a variety of emotions, some jealous while others pitied me. Still, we all gathered when Mrs. Grendier blew a whistle.

We gathered in front of her, and Mrs. Grendier started to tell us about the schedule and the first tournament that was coming next week. It was going to be out of town, and we would have to leave on Friday and be back late Saturday. We would leave after lunch on Friday and go two towns over for a tournament at a larger high school in the city. It was our first chance to move up into the national league, but there would be another the week after. It seemed that the volleyball season was about to start, and I felt a smile come up on my face. I couldn't wait to start to compete again.

I felt like the blood in me was pumping harder with the announcement, and I felt the drive to put others under me. It was a thrill inside me, and I couldn't wait for next week with the tournament. "That means that we will be doing drills and formations on Monday next week and the next two Thursdays. I want all of you to understand what Sarah orders when she orders it! Next Thursday is when I will say who the starters are! Work hard anyone can fill the open starter spots!" Mrs. Grendier announced, earning a cheer from many of us while some of the freshmen were not as happy. Volleyball came with a lot of rotations, so I wasn't worried even if I wasn't on the starting lineup. I would be called in no matter what, and Mrs. Grendier was happy with my progress.

"With all of that being said, We are running drills today. After that, we will touch base on formations and calls. I want all of you to be familiar with what I mean, so today will be running with a touch of theory!" Mrs. Grendier called out, earning a bunch of groans.

Mrs. Grendier seemed not to want us loitering any longer, and soon we were all running around the gym, drilling and hitting balls over the net. For some reason, the net felt lower than earlier, but I didn't take it to mind as I ran blocking drills, spiking drills, and a variety of others. I ran with others as they did the same. I took slow, measured breaths, and soon we found ourselves learning drills, with Sarah taking the lead and showing us what she meant.

Sarah was commanding in a way that I would never have accepted in the bedroom, but I found myself wanting to push her down, watching her now and putting her in her place, so to speak. Instead of that, I watched and learned, wishing only that I could take notes on everything she said. A couple of the other seniors, with some sophomores, were helping her show, and I lost track of time as I learned.

"ALRIGHT! Tell your parents, and those under eighteen, get your parents to sign the forms for the tournament!" Mrs. Grendier announced. "There is also a fifty-dollar fee so that everyone can eat and be transported to the tournament. This is cheap, and it includes three meals and a stay. Trust me when I say it is cheap!" Mrs. Grendier announced, and groans were heard, but I, along with everyone else, grabbed the paper for permission, and I smiled.

As everyone headed to the locker rooms, I grabbed my bag and followed. I saw one younger-looking girl looking at the paper as we moved. She looked sad, and I realized she was a freshman and new to the team. "Everything alright?" I asked her as I walked beside her.

"N-Not really," The girl replied, turning to me, "I am not sure if I will be able to go," She replied sadly, and I looked at her just as I felt an arm wrap around my shoulders.

Alex stood there with a bright smile, looking at me expectedly as I turned to her. The girl who I was talking to a moment before slipped into the girl's locker room, and I followed her in with Alex a moment later. "Did you enjoy your weekend?" I asked Alex with a smile.

Alex pouted with a small blush, "I," She looked around as we reached the corner, and she pouted more, "I wanted you to do more, Mistress," She complained, and I put a finger to my Sweety's lips.

"Not now, Alex," I reprimanded her lightly, as I was the one who brought it up. "I have been thinking of an outing with Crystal and you, Maybe," I emphasized the last word, "Something that I think you will really enjoy," I told her as I saw Alex getting excited. I looked around for Sarah, not seeing her, and we were in our own little bubble Alex and I, as girls stripped or changed back into uniforms.

"Sarah is with the Coach. Mrs. Grendier wanted to talk to her about the tournament as she is the captain." Alex told me quickly with a smile. "What do you have planned, though?" Alex asked, her excitement and curiosity shining brightly.

"Nothing now," I told her, making her pout, "I will play with you tomorrow, though. For now, I have a meeting to get ready for, and I need to shower," I said, taking off my weights.

Alex pouted, and I sighed in relief as I tore off the weights and put them in my bag. I picked up my phone and noticed I had received more texts but went back to stripping. Alex watched but still undressed with me. The background of girls chatting as they changed became the focus, and I heard some girls talking about the tournament. I finished stripping and headed to the Showers, and Alex quickly followed.

I didn't stay long, though, as I quickly washed and got out, leaving Alex scrambling a little to follow. Sarah got in the locker room as I started to get dressed, and Alex joined me just as Sarah got to me with a smile. "Looking forward to the tournament?" Sarah asked brightly as some girls looked over.

My cock was still hanging out, and a lot of the girls started to blush at seeing me. It seemed the girls hadn't gotten used to me, but I turned back to Sarah, who was blushing as she looked at me. "I am excited. I am hoping we win and go to the nationals. It will help me also if I am looking to get recruited," I told them lightly as I started to get dressed.

"Where are you hoping to get recruited to?" Sarah asked.

Alex also looked very interested in our conversation, and I shrugged, "Not sure. I have the grades to get a scholarship through grades, or I can just pay my way. So I am unsure where I want to go. I know that I don't have long left before I have to pick, though. "I don't want to be pressured at this point, though. I will see if any recruiters come looking for me, and maybe I will pick them. If none do," I shrugged, "I can always play outside the university or college level," I finished and started to button my shirt. I pulled out my phone and looked down to see a text from an unknown number and Daniel. Then another from Crystal which I opened first.

Crystal: Hey, Thanks for making me food! Are you coming home tonight? I would love to spend some quality time with my girlfriend after recovering.

A picture was attached, and I reached my thumb over and opened it up to see Crystal with dog ears and a butt plug with a dog tail seeming wagging her ass as she looked back at me. I felt my cock start to harden, and I closed my eyes and closed that picture.

"Something good?" Alex asked.

"My girlfriend is trying to tease me, Sweety," I told her, my voice oddly flat as I held in my lust.

"Can I come over?" Alex asked suddenly, and I turned to her with a sad smile, "Not tonight. I have to meet up with someone." I told her with equal sadness. "I will talk to both of you later, though," I said, remembering my meeting with Daniel, "I need to meet with someone, so I can get rid of that nuisance," I told Sarah and Alex. Alex looked confused, while Sarah looked more serious.

"Oh, Right," Sarah said.

"Something I should know about?" Alex asked, making me turn to see her serious expression. I could see the underlying lust towards me, but her expression could only be serious at this moment.

"I will talk to you about it later, Sweety," I said, grabbing my weights as I finished dressing. "See you both later," I told them, and both watched me go as I left with some other girl from the team who was leaving at the same time. I broke off from her and looked at the message from Daniel. It wasn't in the usual direction to my parent's house or Crystals, so I decided to cut through the field.

I pulled up Daniel's text and grimaced as if I might have been late, only to curse at myself as I read it.

Daniel: Hey, are we meeting up? You didn't send me an email.

I quickly typed a reply.

Angela: Hey Daniel, I am heading to the Burger joint near Target by the school. Can you meet me there now? Sorry for the delay on the location. Things have been hectic on my side, and I forgot to email you.

I started to walk in the direction of that burger joint when I got a reply.

Daniel: Be there in ten. Looking forward to seeing what you got for me.

I sighed in relief, and a second later, I heard my stomach rumble. I needed to eat. I continued to walk to the burger joint and texted Crystal that I was coming over to punish her.

Meanwhile, I couldn't help but start to build some hope that I might finally be rid of that sissy bitch Jake. Soon, I thought, Soon.