My big boxing match (Patreon)

Bill felt unbelievably focused while he circled the ring with his wrists throbbing. Boxing was always his thing, and his confidence thankfully transferred over to his new and temporary female body. He believed that his skills and technique could overcome any opponent, so when his roommate Justin bet that he wouldn't be able to win a boxing match in a girl's body, Bill had laughed it off and accepted the challenge without hesitation. He had bounced back and claimed that he could easily take on another guy even if he were placed in a girl's body. Bill firmly believed that a boxer's ability to win lay in skill alone, not physical strength.

Earlier that day, Bill had visited the body swap clinic to voluntarily switch bodies with one of the girls from their gym. The power of consent and ownership were swapped with a clause stating that neither party could willfully make the swap permanent. Now, as he stood in the boxing ring, he couldn't help but feel the weight of his decision. He had been so sure of himself, but as he faced off against Justin, doubt began to creep in.

The match began with a tense energy. Justin moved with the agility and strength of a seasoned fighter, easily dodging and throwing punches. Bill, in his new female body, found himself struggling to keep up with his opponent. He had underestimated the physical differences between the two bodies, and as the match wore on, he began to feel the strain of his decision.

As the rounds continued, Bill found himself increasingly on the defensive. He focused on parrying and blocking Justin's blows, trying to find a rhythm in his new form. The crowd, sensing the shift in momentum, began to murmur and exchange anxious glances. Despite his determination, Bill was losing ground, and his confidence began to waver. In a sudden turn of events, Justin landed a powerful punch, knocking Bill to the canvas. The impact sent a shockwave through his body, and he felt a crushing sense of weakness in his new form. As he lay there, gasping for breath, Bill began to question his decision and the wisdom of his bet.

But then, as he looked up at Justin, something inside him stirred. He refused to let this challenge defeat him, and with a surge of determination, he climbed to his feet, his eyes locked on his opponent. As the match resumed, Bill focused all his remaining energy on finding an opening, an opportunity to turn the tide in his favor.

The moment finally came when Justin, perhaps overconfident in his advantage, left himself open for a brief second. Bill seized the opportunity, putting all his strength behind a single punch. The impact was explosive, and Justin's head snapped back, his body crumpling to the floor as he fell. As the referee counted Justin out, the gym fell silent, the crowd stunned by the sudden turn of events. Bill stood in the center of the ring, his chest heaving as the reality of his victory began to sink in.

“You just got beaten by a girl,” Bill teased while his roommate groaned. The feminized boxer playfully swung his hips and licked his lower lips. It wouldn’t be more than a few minutes before he realized that Justin would have to go to the hospital. Thankfully, that only meant that he could have the apartment all to himself to explore his female body. After all, he only had a few hours left in it, and he wanted to make the most of this.