Letting out a shuddering breath, Sawamura tried his best to keep his attention on his gym teacher's instructions. The booming of his voice echoed throughout the class gym as the older male instructed the ensemble of teenagers through their final stretches. Sawamura could feel the muscles in his right leg protest in slight pain at the exercises, the tissue fatigued from the strenuous activity that had occurred during class that day. He let out a barely audible grunt as he went into a lunge position, stretching out the muscles in his left leg now.

"What's the matter Daichi?" His classmate, [Name], fixed him with her usual smirk as she mimicked his movements, her own legs spreading farther than his did. "Don't tell me you can't handle a few simple stretches."

Sawamura felt his eye twitch in annoyance at her teasing tone, wanting nothing more than to retort at her with his own spiteful words. His train of thought was knocked off its railings however, when she leaned slightly forward to stretch the muscles in the back of her thighs. Her gym shorts, those very revealing spanks that most schools had their female students wear, rode even further up her ass as she did so and Sawamura had to avert his gaze to avoid any embarrassing accusations.

"Okay class, next position," their teacher bellowed, blowing his whistle once.

Simultaneously, everyone in the class got out of their lunging poses before landing their butts on the polished wooden floor of the gym. Moving his legs so that they were on either side of him, forming a 'v', Sawamura tried his best to stretch as far as he could in front of himself, one hand over the other. He could feel a satisfying burn in his upper thigh muscles as he did so, pushing himself to go past his normal limits.

"Come on, Daichi, you have to do better than that."

Once again, the teasing tone of [Name]'s voice caused the volleyball captain to glare in her direction, his mouth opening to snap back at her with taunts of his own. His jaw only managed to fall open however, his eyes locking onto her form in an almost trance-like state.

[Name] had her legs stretched out to either side of her, the appendages bent nearly parallel to the ground. Just a few more degrees and she would practically be doing the splits. Her hands, one delicate hand placed over the other, were stretched far away from her body, her chest almost brushing up against the floor. A few more inches downward and she would be lying flat on her stomach. Sawamura could see her leg and arm muscles twitching, hinting to him that she was pushing herself well beyond her normal limits, but damn! Was she flexible or what?

His mind got lost in his own world as he thought about just how flexible the female could be. He could imagine it now, one of her toned legs stretched upwards to hook itself onto his shoulder, the other off to the side as he…

A dark shade of red found its way towards his face when Sawamura found his thoughts racing towards inappropriate things. He quickly averted his gaze once more, thinking of anything and everything that would stop the flow of blood to his nether regions. Noticing his sudden flustered appearance, [Name] smirked to herself.

Pushing her body a little bit further, she finally accomplished doing the splits, much to Sawamura's annoyance and pleasure.