“Don’t make that face, captain. That outfit looks really good on you. To think that the proud captain of the football team would end up as the rival team’s mascot is just hilarious.”
Luck still couldn’t believe what was happening.
Just a few hours earlier he had been the captain of the most feared team in the national championship. He had been so sure of victory that he accepted the stupidest bet of his life: the captain of the losing team would become the winner’s mascot for an entire month.
The result was total humiliation. 5-0. His team couldn’t even touch the ball with any dignity.
When he walked into the rival team’s locker room to “fulfill” the bet, they were waiting for him. Before he could protest, they grabbed his arms and forced him to swallow a shiny pink pill. The taste was sweet and chemical.
Within minutes his body betrayed everything he had been.
First he felt himself shrinking. Then his chest filled with a soft, heavy weight. His shoulders narrowed, his waist disappeared and his hips widened in an obscene way. Between his legs there was nothing left. Only a strange, sensitive heat. His hair grew down to his shoulders in shiny blonde strands. When he tried to speak, his voice came out high, sweet and completely feminine.
“What… what the fuck did you do to me?” he asked, and the sound of his own voice made him shudder with shame.
The entire locker room exploded in laughter.
“Even the voice came out like a little slut,” one of them mocked.
Luck wanted to leave. He took a step and tripped. His old captain’s uniform was now way too big: the jersey reached mid-thigh and the pants kept falling down. Before he could react, the whole team jumped on him.
They tore his clothes off by force. Someone threw him a rival team cheerleader outfit: a ridiculously short plaid skirt, a tight top that barely covered his new huge breasts, and white panties that showed because of how short the skirt was. To finish, they put two pom-poms in his hands.
When they let him go, Luck — now called LucÃa by them — was trembling in the middle of the locker room, completely transformed into a small, curvy and ridiculously sexy cheerleader.
The rival captain, a tall and confident guy named Marco, approached and lifted her chin with two fingers.
“From now on you’re our official mascot. For an entire month you’re going to cheer at all our trainings, all our matches… and whatever else we come up with in the locker room.”
LucÃa tried to turn her face away.
“This wasn’t part of the bet, you bastards…”
“The bet was that you’d become our mascot,” Marco answered with a cruel smile. “No one specified that you’d stay a man.”
That same afternoon they forced her to go out onto the field still wearing the cheerleader uniform. She had to jump, shout the rival team’s cheers and wave the pom-poms while her former teammates watched from the other stands. Every time she jumped, the skirt lifted and showed the white panties. Every time she shouted, her high voice caused more laughter.
At night, in the locker room, the humiliation was worse.
Marco sat her on one of the benches and spread her legs.
“First rule of the mascot: she always has to be available for the team.”
LucÃa wanted to resist, but her new body was weak and far too sensitive. When Marco pulled down her panties and pushed his cock inside her, she let out a high-pitched moan that filled her with shame.
“Look at you… the great and arrogant Luck is now the rival team’s little whore.”
That night several of them used her. They put her on her knees, on all fours, riding them. They made her scream the rival team’s name every time she came. They filled her mouth, her pussy and her ass. When they finished, LucÃa was lying on the locker room floor, makeup smeared, blonde hair messy and cum running down her thighs.
Marco crouched next to her and stroked her cheek with false tenderness.
“Welcome to the team, mascot. You still have twenty-nine days left.”
LucÃa closed her eyes, feeling how her new body still trembled with residual pleasure.
The proud captain had disappeared.
Only the rival team’s mascot remained… and the month had only just begun.
The next morning Luck presented herself to the team and, with a feeling of annoyance and disgust, entered the locker room where her cheerleader uniform was waiting for her. With no other choice she took a deep breath and, sighing, accepted that this would be her fate for the next month. Now trapped as the rival team’s little whore, the only thing she could do was try to resist as much as possible. Putting on the cheerleader uniform that sealed her condition as mascot, she looked at her ass and wondered if at the end of the month she would even want her body back or not.
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