Girly Girls: 33 Book Mega Transgender Bundle by Jane Futa

Author:Jane Futa
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2022-11-30T05:00:00+00:00

Sore Loser

Chapter One

I’d always been a competitive guy. It was my downfall when it wasn’t working in my favor. On one hand, my competitive side resulted in winning so much money last year that it paid for my first term of college. That plus my basketball scholarship had me feeling like I was living the high life.

If only it had ended there. If only I hadn’t taken my best friend Ben up on his little wager. I was staring at him, face to face, hunched over, dribbling the ball as I tried to make my next move. His blue eyes were focused on me. His dark hair fell into his face. The sweat dripping from his skin made him look more like an athlete than he really was. Sure we were on the same college team, but he mostly sat on the bench while I was a starter.

I faked left and then ran right, making his head spin as I completed my layup to the basket. I shouted and hollered. “Kiss my ass, Benitha,” I teased. “I win and you lose.”

He smirked and it caught me off guard. “Yeah, yeah. You’re better than me, okay? What do you say we make this a little more interesting?”

I bounced the ball with a cocky grin on my face. “Sure, if you feel like losing money.”

“I’m not talking about money,” he said. “I’m talking about something else.”

I held the ball in my hands and walked toward him. He pushed his hair out of his face an exhaled. Whatever he wanted to bet me for, he was going to lose. I knew it. “Okay, what?”

“Let’s say…loser has to dress up like a girl.”

“That’s it?” I said with a laugh. “Hell, I’ll put on a dress for you right now.”

“No,” he said. “Loser has to dress as a girl and go into the team’s locker room.”

I thought about it for a second. That wouldn’t be so bad, would it? Sure, it’d be awkward and embarrassing as hell, but otherwise no big deal, right? Not to mention Ben would certainly be the loser in this scenario.

“Deal,” I said. “Loser dresses like a girl and parades around in the team’s locker room.”

“Panties and all,” he said with a wide grin.

“Sure, if that’s your thing,” I said, bouncing the ball again to keep the game going.

“Oh, I won’t be the ones wearing them. That’ll most certainly be you, Lucas. Or should I say Lucy.”

“We’ll just see about that,” I replied, taking him one on one for a few more rounds. We decided to play for 20 points. Whoever got there first, won.

I was ahead, but not nearly as far ahead as I would’ve thought. There was only one shot that could come between a win or loss for me. For Ben to win, he’d have to make a three pointer and not a two, which meant I had it in the bag. Ben was a shitty three-point shooter.

Until he wasn’t.

He stood behind the three point line, me guarding him with every ounce of focus I had.

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