Craig was finishing up in the school showers after gym class. He'd always tried to do well at P.E. but his frame never allowed for
it. He felt ashamed as he looked down at his just smaller than average prick. His pale body and thin undefined frame made him
all the more depressed, living in the UK didn't help his complexion, but he still remained annoyed that he couldn't tan at all. His
dark, thick treasure trail stood out on his flat, white stomach, as did the dark hairs on his thin arms and legs. His height was
the only thing was proud of, a solid six-feet. He wasn't terrible looking with blue eyes and a plain face, but his self-
consciousness always got in the way of any kind of confidence. He pushed his short-medium length dark brown hair away from
his eyebrows as he left the shower, drying himself off.
He glanced over the benches to see that his school uniform was gone from the spot where he'd left it, the showers were empty
now too, he was the last to get out. He looked across and saw only a few feet down the bench was some perfectly folded and
laid out clothes and shoes - another uniform. On top was a note: "I hope you like this Craig!".
"Okay..." Craig mumbled to himself. He picked up the uniform to change into it, then he noticed that despite definitely not
being his size, the shirt also had a name on the tag, the name was...