Football or soccer (Patreon)

Are you sure I have to do this?

Yep, it’s in your contract. It’s the rules

Rules are made for breaking. Besides I’m sure the others haven’t done it in the last games.

Oh they will of done, you just won’t of noticed. You could sacrifice it today but that means you possibly get a guy who isn’t as fit or young as our captain.

I’m sure there are rules and laws against this kind of treatment.

There probably is, but it’s in your contract, in all international players contract. And like you said rules are made for breaking.

I think that’s the worst part, the international part. I mean I don’t want to give up my body or my life. I’ve worked hard to get my body so fit. I love my life and my body, if I’ve got to give away all of that I’d rather stay in England. Is it even football where your from or is it soccer?

It’s the same game mate but we do call it soccer. And your going to be the captain of our team, you won’t need to stay as him for long. Our next winning game, you’ll get to pick your next body, hopefully it will be an English team, or at least an English player for a foreign team.

It just doesn’t seem right.

Like I said you can sacrifice it if you are really dead against it, but you don’t have long he’s already wearing your shirt and as soon as he enters that tunnel he will change into you, completely inside and out, mind and body. He will have everything right down to That mud stain on your soccer socks. If your going to stop him, your going to have to hurry and your going to have to find him someone else. If you don’t stop him entering that tunnel then you’ll turn into him anyway as soon as you go in there.

Why has he picked me though, I didn’t even score? Why didn’t he pick the captain, at least he could swap again next time he wins. I’m just a defender.

I suspect he saw how much fun you were having with the fans. It probably hasn’t helped that you kept lifting your shirt over your head and he saw how fit your body is and how young you are. Maybe he’s sick of changing?

Fuck. He’s already at the entrance.

Oh! He’ll probably have a bit of time with his fans, kind of a last goodbye, you still have time.

As soon as I got there and I saw him up close, I realised I didn’t want to stop him and I entered the tunnel before he did. Wearing his shirt. He was a little older than me and his body looked amazing. He had tattoos, something I’ve always wanted but never had the courage to get. He quickly followed me in. We changed in an instant. Literally one second my body was like short, skinny, athletic and white and a second later I was bigger, buffer and black. I was him now inside and out, even my mind was his. All we needed to do was trade tops at the end of the match.

I knew he was checking me out so I removed the shirt again so he could get a better look. I turned around and joked to my former body about how good I looked and felt. I headed into my private dressing room and he followed me in locking the door behind him.

Wow, you look, like I used too. Your me. Compared to me, now, your tiny. And you are soooo white. You look amazing, my body really suits you.

Yeah and your me. I hope you know about the locking mechanism once we’ve swapped?

I didn’t know before, but now I’m you I KNOW! My huge dick is gonna tear your arse apart mate. Once you go black, you never look back.

Oh I know and I’m gonna enjoy it too. My new dick is gonna hurt you too.