FEMINIZATION: 30 BOOKS MEGA BUNDLE by Nikki Crescent

Author:Nikki Crescent
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2017-01-26T02:00:00+00:00

SWITCHING TEAMS

Tanner finds himself kicked off of the boys baseball team after being caught getting it on with the coach’s daughter, the star of the girl’s team. Now, not only is his love affair over, but so is his baseball career.

Or is it? After a nasty flu sweeps across the town, a spot opens up on the girls team, and Tanner might just fill it—as Trisha.

CHAPTER I

I was kicked off of the baseball team for losing my virginity beneath the bleachers at the baseball diamond. Coach Jones caught me under the stands with his beautiful daughter bent over a long metal beam, her ass beet-red from my hard pelvis slapping it over and over again. It was one of the best moments of my life and also one of the most traumatizing. As Coach Jones yelled out my name, I had just started to come and I couldn’t stop. Beth, the coach’s daughter, tried to pull away but I held her in place—I couldn’t help it. I couldn’t let that incredible orgasm to go waste.

So yeah, the coach watched me nut in his daughter’s pussy. Suffice to say, I was off the team after that.

It wasn’t like I was the first guy to be caught with one of the baseball girls. I just made the mistake of getting it on with the coach’s daughter. You see, we had a little challenge to see who could get with more girls from the team. Each girl was worth a different amount of points (I know, I know, we were horrible kids). Beth, given the fact she was a bombshell and given the fact she was the coach’s daughter, was worth the most points—though, that’s not why I picked her. I was obsessed with her. I had no intention of getting down with anyone else. I’m also proud to say that I was the only one to get with her, despite the efforts of the other guys.

Worse than being kicked off the team was the fact I wouldn’t get to see Beth again. She was the reason I was one of the best hitters on the team. She was my motivation, my muse. She would sit in the stands during my every game, cheering with her pretty little friends. She was on the local girls’ team, which was a lousy team, I should point out—lousy but the girls were hot, so no one really cared how lousy they were. Beth was the star of the team (which wasn’t saying a whole lot, but still). The real star of the girls’ team was whoever designed their outfits—red and white skirts with long white leggings. Those outfits sure beat the hell out of those pinstriped white pants the other teams wore.

After that day beneath the bleachers, I had to watch the girls play from the chain-link fence, out of Coach Jones’s line of sight. It was tragic. From that far away you couldn’t see the bust of their perky butts when they would run and their skirts would lift up into the air.

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