Heather Plays Hockey (trigger warning - underage nudity)

[tiger_kitten_2025]

Chapter 1 - Making the Team

Heather Mulqueany was 8 years old when she made her first wave with school administrators and the school board. Heather desperately wanted to join the school's peewee ice hockey team. The problem was it has always been a boys-only team. It was just an understood thing at that time that girls could play field hockey in the spring, but the winter ice hockey league was only for boys. The problem, at least for the school district, was that this was never written down. It wasn't in the team agreement or the league charter. Sure those documents mentioned "young men", "son", and "boy" throughout but it never explicitly said girls weren't allowed. Why would it? Since the school's inception in 1953, no girl had ever asked to join.

Heather was very good at roller blading and would play roller hockey by herself in her driveway. She could skate even before she learned to ride a bike. In the winter she loved to ice skate as well. Of course she wouldn't let her parents get her figure skates she wanted hockey skates. Her parents had always encouraged her and so when she turned 8 years old, the first year a child could play peewee hockey her parents filled out the sign-up forms. She was denied, of course, with the coach explaining it was a boy's team and giving them information about field hockey in the spring. Heather didn't want to play field hockey. With the help of her parents she appealed the denial and the principal upheld the coaches decision. So they went before the Board of Education for the district. It was contentious but after seeking legal council the district was advised in today's day and age that based on there being no historical proscription from girls joining the team the district would lose if it went to court. In a 3 to 2 vote, Heather Mulqueany was permitted to join the peewee ice hockey team. She was officially a Thompson Sled Dog, if only to avoid legal issues and treble damages for the school district.

One might think that the boys on the team would have been upset to have a girl on the team. However, at 8 years old kids just don't think like that. If they had any thoughts that Heather wasn't right for the team, that was assuaged during the very first practice. Heather was the fastest skater for one, and when one boy got going and didn't know how to stop, Heather took a massive unintentional check against the boards in stride. Even the coach who had initially denied Heather's application was suddenly thinking the Sled Dogs had a chance at winning the prestigious Regional PeeWee Ice Hockey Championship this season. It was an award Thompson hadn't won since 1976.

After practice the coach said "ok boys, hit the showers" out of habit. He realized he needed to figure out something for Heather. He was thinking an alternating boys-first then Heather-first schedule for locker room use. Before he could tell Heather to hang out on the bench until the boys were done, he got distracted by a parent and then another. By the time he pulled himself away and got back to the locker room he was taken by surprise. All of the boys and Heather were in the communal shower together. They were joking, laughing, and throwing sud balls at each other. Heather didn't seem notice or mind that there were nine bald little penises and sets of testicles dangling around and the boys didn't seem to pay any attention to Heather's hairless cleft. The coach realized this wasn't going to be much of an issue at all. The kids were too young to care about those differences.

Of course the coach checked with Heather's parents. He assumed they would want to stop the coed locker room situation. Surprisingly, they appreciated that Heather was being treated the same as any other player on the team. Heather was an only child, but they assumed if she had a brother she'd learn about the differences between boys and girls because boys are notoriously bad at modesty. This situation wasn't much different than having nine brothers. They figured it wouldn't be terrible for the boys to normalize that not all nudity is sexual as well. So for the season coed locker rooms continued.

The coach was extremely pleased with the season. They had the best stats in the league. Even though none of these kids had played on a team before, the Sled Dogs seemed to have a natural comradery that translated into teamwork on the ice. The coach also had grown to appreciate the sight of a naked Heather rough housing with her team in the locker room. He almost intervened once when a boy snapped her bare ass with a towel until he saw her take it like a champ and then snap the boy back. The boy looked like he might cry but he kept it together and it seemed to be part of arranging a natural pecking order in the team. Heather was a natural leader. Aside from that, Heather had the least amount of modesty on the team. The coach had watched her running around the locker room with the boys playing tag and keep away while tossing a puck around. These kids weren't always goofing around naked or mostly naked, but if they were undressed it was guaranteed that they were goofing around.

Before the first game the team had to elect a captain and alternate-captain. A boy named Jeremy was voted captain and Heather was voted alternate-captain. They each affixed their respective 'C' and 'A' patches to their jerseys. In the peewee league all the kids had to wear helmets with full face cages for safety. Heather came out of the locker room with her helmet on and didn't take it off until she was back in the locker room. Her teammates had decided to only call her 'Mulqueany' on the ice to help her keep her gender low profile. The other team didn't know that H. Mulqueany was a girl. Heather and her parents liked it that way. It made her gender a non-issue and it meant the other team didn't go easy on her for being a girl.

It was a rough first game. Heather took a hard check early on but scored a goal a few minutes later. There was a lot of skating back and forth. Some of the boys clearly didn't have the stamina. Heather stayed almost as fast as in the start of the game. Heather got a great hit on one of the other team's players, and that boy was quite a bit bigger than her. Heather was showing she could hold her own out on the ice. They went into the third period tied 3-3. Jeremy scored the winning goal with an assist by Heather. As the clock ran out and the buzzer sounded the kids lined up and bumped gloves saying the obligatory "good game" over and over. League rules prevented celebration on the ice in the interest of good sportsmanship.

Back in the locker room things got pretty rowdy for a group of ten 8 year olds. They were obviously pumped to start the season off with a win. Skates and pads were littered everywhere with names written inside with Sharpie marker being the only hope of matching the items up with its owner. All the kids were in the shower. They were singing, and Heather was teaching them a TikTok dance. That wasn't unexpected for a group of kids this age, but all of them were soapy and naked. The coach tried not to pay attention, but Heather called out "coach! We have the dance down. Come watch". He felt obligated to watch, or that's what he told himself as he watched his whole team dancing naked in synchronization to some trendy song. He watched Heather most of all.

The rest of the season was the best in Thompson Sled Dog history for the peewee league. They didn't end up winning the championship, but they came in 4th overall in the league, which was 11 places higher than the previous season. Everyone looked forward to next season.

[Freesub]

Off to an interesting start, can't wait for chapter 2 as Heather gradually gets older!

[jojo12026]

Nice start. Can't wait for practices to start again.

[jojo12026]

Maybe team sleepovers or water park trips during the summer....

[SixPathsKeyblader]

Interesting. I'm looking forward to seeing where this story goes.

[mars357]

Really sweet! Also curious as to how this evolves!

[Dormouse]

Of course, in the UK, hockey means field hockey. And it's a game associated with girls at school. Indeed, there is a type of schoolgirl story called "jolly hockey sticks". What the girls got up to in the showers, I never found out.