Chapter #4Gym teacher Francine. by: Fenrir   As Craig went over the contents of his bag, one thing was for sure, these were not his clothes, but they definitely belonged to Francine, the ones she was wearing this morning in fact.
Craig rummaged through the bag in his private changing room and started to pick out all the clothing pieces Francine had so generously gifted him. There was a pair of black soft leggings, a pink tank top and a black sports jacket, which were not unlike she would want to wear during gym classes, but due to the school's restrictions, she had to wear the provided attire, which she disliked. Luckily for Craig, she kept her sports bra and panties as she couldn't have swapped her underwear for his while he was still wearing them, at least not stealthily.
Craig reluctantly took off his school attire and stripped down to his underwear, quickly packing his knee length shorts and his shirt with the school logo into the bag. As much as he didn't necessarily have to wear Francine's clothes and could wear his teacher's attire, he was curious. He grabbed Francine's leggings and slid them on, tightly clinging to his still kind of sweaty body, making them feel very uncomfortable. The leggings stretched to fit him, but were still tight on his legs and crotch, unlike what he was used to.
Next he grabbed Francine's pink tank top and pulled it over his head, as it tightly clung to his still sweaty chest as he pulled on her black jacket as well. The outfit he was wearing was light on him and were still made for exercise, so as much as it felt uncomfortable to Craig, he had to admit it could be worse.
Lastly, he still had his own sneakers, probably because they were way too big for Francine, so she probably wanted to keep her own.
After getting dressed, Craig quickly got to his car, avoiding being spotted by anyone. As soon as he got into the car, he felt a note inside his jacket. It was from Francine.
"Hey Craig, sorry for swapping my clothes with yours, I had to meet with my family after work and couldn't show up wearing sports clothes again or they would kill me. I hope you understand and I hope you're not mad, I'll come over tonight to switch back with you I promise!"
"So that's the reason for it." Craig mumbled to himself as he fidgeted in Francine's clothes before finally heading home.
Craig finally arrived home without being seen by too many people, hugged his dog, while she seemed to be a bit confused because of his scent, and grabbed a drink for himself.
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