As usual, her practice uniform was a leotard with nothing under it. Long ago she had learned that things like panties would only make things show up more instead of covering her more as one may expect. All ballet students knew and understood this. For lessons they would go into the changing room, strip down, and get ready for the lesson. A few would try to hide their nudity, but most just changed, ignoring the fact there were others around. Marie didn't bother to hide. After all the years of lessons she was used to the nudity part now.

Today her mind was wandering though. She usually was very focused on the lesson and little else. For some reason her mind was wandering though and she was a bit distracted. Her body had began to change and she wondered about how she compared with others. She also was becoming more aware of her own body. A few hairs had sprouted at her pussy and her once flat chest was starting to sport a slight swelling.

Marie tossed her clothes into the locker. Normally she would just put on her leotard, but today she hesitated. She turned, completely naked, and glanced around the room. The other girls were in various stages of undress. Her eyes went from girl to girl, trying not to be obvious, but studying each. A few looked back at her. Marie wondered if they were looking at what she was. It excited her a bit to think they were looking at what made her a girl. She didn't understand, but it excited her that they could see her pussy and tiny swells developing into breasts. She wanted them to see and made no effort to hide. She thought her breasts were growing anyway, or at least hoped.

Each girl was different. Some were older, some younger. Some were as bold as she was, some seemed shy. Most had no tits to speak of, as Marie, but a few were getting noticeable. One girl in the class had been wearing a bra for almost a year now. She had probably biggest boobs in the class and seemed shy about them. She never took her bra off. Another almost as big would wear a bra to the lessons, but remove it when she changed into her leotard. They really weren't big enough to “jiggle” yet, but her nipples were prominent and showed quite clearly through the thin leotard. Marie secretly liked the look and wished her boobs looked that good.

One girl, slightly older, looked back at Marie. She was more developed with small but noticeable tits, bigger than Marie's, and a dark shadow of hair on her pussy. Marie had looked at her body first and then at her face. She was looking right back at her. It made Marie a bit uncomfortable until the girl seemed to push out her chest a bit and part her feet, almost inviting Marie to look. She then smiled. Marie mimicked the girl's posture, exposing her body to her as much as she could while still being discrete. Marie smiled back. The girl then turned to “get her leotard” and bent over, giving Marie a clear view from another angle. She then turned back holding the leotard in her hand and once again smiled.

Marie knew what was being said even though no words were being spoken. She turned, got her leotard the same way the girl did and then retrieved her pointe shoes. They were on the bottom of the locker so she had to bend really low to get then. To do this she parted her legs wider and again bent at the waist. As she did, she glanced through her legs at the girl, who gave her a big smile. Some of the class had already started leaving the changing room. Marie took advantage of the last few minutes to “stretch her legs” by putting one and then the other on the bench giving the girl even more to look at. Quickly she pulled on the leotard, slipped the pointe shoes on and went to join the class. She and the girl were the last to leave the fitting room.

Gymnastics class followed the ballet lesson and today was balance beam day. Marie was still somewhat distracted. She just couldn't focus today. As her turn on the beam came, Marie jumped up and sat straddling the beam waiting for instruction. Something was different though, or maybe she just noticed something different today. Her rocking on the beam was giving her a strange and new sensation “down there”, sort of a tingling. It wasn't something major, but it did feel nice and she wanted more. Unfortunately a class full of students and an instructor didn't allow her to explore this new feeling more.

Marie rushed home after changing. She wished she had a balance beam at home, but she did have a ballet barre. Maybe that would work the same way? Marie adjusted the bar so she could straddle it, but keep her feet on the ground. She tried to move the same way she had in class, but nothing. In class she had only been wearing a leotard, but now she was wearing jeans and panties. Maybe that was the difference? She quickly changed into her leotard, leaving off the tights as well. Back up on the barre.

That was the difference! As she rocked, the sensations returned and even stronger than before. Her eyes glazed as she rubbed her pussy on the barre. Never had she felt anything like this before! It kept feeling better and better. Suddenly she exploded inside, or that's what it felt like. It was like her pussy was the center of the world and all the world's energy was going through it. Her pussy was giving her sensations she never thought possible. She wanted it to last forever, but too soon it ended. Tomorrow was another day though.

That night in bed she thought about what had happened. She wondered if her best friend, Rachele , knew about her new discovery. Next week in class she would find out.