Trade Off

They met him at the door, stopping him from entering, just to give him the great news. For them, at least. For a brat like him, it could only be bad. They told him outright, he had been traded to a different team.

He looked them in the eyes angry and told them to explain. They smiled and said that they had lost a game to some other team and since that team won, they were 'forced' to trade their best player to that team. In other words, HIM. He yelled out at them, saying he wasn't even at that game! He suddenly got an insightful look in his eyes as he realised what had happened, and then the anger returned, for just a moment, "Wait... you SON OF A ~hot and sexy~... w... what?!?"

They laughed as he struggled to control his body, knowing full well that the transfer was already in place. They happily noticed his body started to change, a massive bust quickly opening his coat, hair started to shimmer and change in color as it flowed from his scalp, hips pushed his shorts to their limits and though he couldn't see it, her face was already half changed, eye now quickly shining over with a bright sexy pink. She tried to speak again, only for her body to quickly 'correct' how she was saying it, "Like... why... can't... talks right?"

They smiled and leaned in to the now quickly blossoming woman, causing her to blush profusely before catching herself and trying to go back to looking angry, failing to do anything but look more and more cute and sexy. They tell her that her new team, despite seeming so care free, has very strict rules for physical looks and vocal communication. Now that she was on their team, she had to play by their rules.

"Strict rules from my like, new besties!?", they watched her struggle to rephrase she she just said, only to give up realising it wasn't possible anymore, "UHG... AH~.... My body, is like, SO HAWT?", she exclaims as she finally sees the full extent of the changes to herself.

She thinks for a moment and then has a confused look, "Hey wait!! They, like, don't even play sports!", before the realisation set in that she was traded to a team that couldn't have possibly won against her old team. And one she possibly couldn't win anything to leave? Another one set in as she then questions, "Like, what do WE even do??"

They chime in an answer and a 'look' flashes across her face as she reply's...

"Like, what do you mean who, not what!?"

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Sorry for the delay on this one, had a few things to deal with and got a bit exhausted. Finally got this done up though and tried my best to add a lot of extra little details and such to make up for it. Story is a bit on the border of what I usually do, so be sure to let me know if it's a bit too off the path. :)

Getting traded to another team is a bit rough, especially when you don't even get a choice in the matter, but at leas her new team seems pretty ok. In a lot of ways. Who know what her next 'big game' will entitle, though?

A few bits of the story is missing in here, like how the guy was an asshole brat, or explaining how the whole trade thing went about, as well as a bit of wording that I had to reconsider about 'playing' and 'other teams' that I realised might not be that good of an idea for this kind of thing. :)

Anywho, enjoy! :)