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"What the fuck are you doing here Steve?!"
"Get the fuck out of here you creep!"
"Fuck you!" Steve just grinned at the half naked beauties in his cheerleading team, even as they started throwing shit at him to get out of their changing rooms.
"I'm just trying to get some pre game morale, you know a good fuck really eases all tension. You sluts should be happy to be doing something for the team since all you do is distract us with those tight lil skirts. Where's your school spirit?" He was aggressively pushing through to the captain, a snooty bitch whose name always escaped him when he saw her, his eyes more focused on her body. He had been trying to get her to fuck for the last few weeks, slowly escalating his attempts to today. The whole team hated him, but he was a damn good linebacker and the coach had made it abundantly clear that he'd look past any scruples as long as he remained a top tier player. The bitch had the audacity to roll her eyes at him, as if she couldn't believe he was going this far, but what, she thought just saying no would mean shit to him? It was only a matter of time.

"Soo, I'm guessing you're just gonna keep going at this aren't you? Like a dog with a firetruck or something?"
"Damn right, so might as well just take one for the team." To his surprise she actually bent forward, giving him a good glimpse of her cleavage as she saucily whispered, "I actually had the same thought, Stacey." Steve wasn't really listening, his head more concerned with motorboating her tits, her vague confirmation all the impetus he needed to go as far as he wanted, not caring about what she was doing until he felt something slap down across his head.
"What the fuck did you... Bunny ears?! Is this some kind of freaky-" He tugged at them.
"Why the fuck won't they come off?!"
"Ohh but they're your faves Stacey..."
"Huh? What are you saying?" He stopped trying to pull the bunny ears off, not cause he suddenly liked them or anything, but they did look nice on him he had to admit.
"A-And they match so well with your long hair!" One of the other girls had piped in, sounding nervously curious for some reason. How did purple pink bunny ears go with his brown buzzcut? But after she said it his scalp began to tingle, something silky tickling his neck, then his shoulders, lavender strands of hair slipping into view as they stretched down to his midback.

"Holy shit what are you do-"
"Why do you sound so freaked out, the only reason you came in here was cause you like being dominated. All of these changes must feel orgasmic to you, why else would you hang around the football team so much?" He went to yell at the head bitch to change him back, but all he could do was moan as the other girls now circled him like prey, taking turns on what they'd say.
"Wow Stacey your skin is sooo soft."
"Yeah I'm really envious of your pink eyes."
"And your face is super cute!" He felt the changes more than he saw them, bliss erupting over every patch of his skin as he threw his shirt off to stop the sensitivity overload, finding his body hair burning away, callouses shedding and the well tanned sunspots from way too many hours outside paling away to a uniform creaminess, his fingers gliding against the luxurious softness. In comparison to these rather serene changes his face was jerking about like a cage full of rats were trying to escape, the girls laughing as he cried out in equal parts pain and pleasure as his eyes forcefully widened the sockets, the pigment color changing deeply uncomfortable in such a sensitive area while he could feel his mouth hole closing, his lips plump but small, his vision blurring as his voluminous eyes slanted now before the gasping jock stumbled, trying to regain control.

"Y-You fucking whores I'll beat the shit out of every last fucking one of-"
"Pffft that voice! I mean Stacey we're really envious of that adorable soprano you got. It's just hard to take you seriously!"
"Yeah those threats don't make any sense, besides you're such a petite girl, barely an ounce of muscle on you..."
"Besides this isn't like you girl! You like love being weak. You told us that was a major turn on you don't have to hide it."
"W-Wait don't say th-AHHHHT~" Years of football had given him the constitution of a brick house with an overwhelming height that only made how broad his body was that much more intimidating, but all that brick was being liquified to concrete, then water, his strength fading as he could feel the muscle slipping away, a hot flush rising to his cheeks as his cock grew hard, his moans rising to the sickly sweet tones of one of those girls in Japanese porn. He knew he had to fight back, but their words were getting to him, his reducing muscles turning him on as the world seemed to grow around him, collapsing to the floor as his legs lost their strength, the once bulging muscles growing flush before turning to fat. With the softer skin his body inched closer to androgyny, a beefy bicep atrophying before his eyes as he tried to push himself back up, failing as he instead started to rub his lithe limbs, moaning at their sensitivity.

Even his cock seemed to be effected, a bizarre sensation hitting the throbbing junk as his rock hard member began to droop, his body no less turned on, yet the wave of weakness was eradicating every hard thing left in him, his sensitive cock flopping about feebly, no longer having the strength to stay up.
"Ahhh Ah! Ahhhh~!"
"Oh my what a cute little slut you're becoming. I'm even getting a bit heated when you squeak like that."
"I-I'm not a s-slut you- ohhhhHHHH~! F-Fuck please t-turn me back I'll do anything please!" Even his mentality was weaker, being intimidating just feeling wrong to him now, unless it provoked someone to punish him, the thought alone making his cock quiver with need. The captain snickered.
"Anything? I mean we can already make you do whatever we want with those on, but how about something simple. Tell me what your name is?" He felt relieved, she was showing mercy.
"Stacey!" His answer was so immediate and peppy he didn't realize it was wrong till the other girls started giggling.
"W-Wait no it's uh... no I know it's not Stacey it started with an uh... with an S? Maybe it was a-" Stacey was cut off by the captain deciding to move on.
"Don't worry Stacey a horny slut like you doesn't have to worry about thinking too hard, just getting hard, well if you can. I know all you want to do now is fuck right?"
Stacey relaxed, happy he could finally do what he wanted to, nodding with a blush as he began rustling through his jeans, desperate for release. The captain laughed with the other girls as he tried getting hard again, his dainty hands jerking up and down under his baggy pants, the baggy hem having long draped down his legs to give the girls a full show of his futile attempts of cumming. Honestly the group laughter was kind of turning him on, the clearly malicious edge to it fueling his vigorous jerking, trying to get something to happen. The snickers died down and still nothing, his frustration mounting. Finally the blue balls got so painful he had to scream at the group laughing at him.

"Y'know if you're not gonna help me cum you don't have to watch all bored! Don't be jealous just cause I'm fucking all the best players you flat fucks!" It took a few more minutes for what he had just said to click in his head, horrified as he realized tits and and slits weren't really doing it for him, but the thought of a nice long cock pounding into him instead of this noodly shit between his legs...
"OHHHH~! F-HUUUUUCK! I-I'M N-HOOOOT~ G-gay..." Abs and cocks and beard scruff nuzzling against his neck and raw power thrusting into him filled his thoughts as his balls began to tense, a lazy buildup slowly traveling up his cock.
"Awww of course you aren't gay Stacey!" The other girls all agreed with shit eating grins on their faces as they let the captain deliver the killing blow.
"After all, it's normal for a girl like you to like guys, though you really loooove cocks don't you?"
"KYAAAAAA~!" It felt like her body was beginning to heave, her balls pressing in as the pressure finally sent her over the edge, cum weakly dribbling out from her raw cock as a driving emptiness carved its way in between her hips.

She was squeaking in ecstasy, her hips spreading apart as she tried to deny it with the last of her will.
"I-I'm not a girl...?" She barely whispered it out, not even sure of it herself, but the rest of the team was there for her.
"Don't say that Stacey you've got curves for days!"
"Yeah I wish I had legs as sexy as yours."
"And all the guys talk about how big your breasts are-"
"Aaand how tight you are down there." Stacey's eyes rolled back into her head, the compliments too much as her body shrunk and swelled to fit what they were saying. She just couldn't stop cumming and it was getting like sooo hard to think through all this ecstasy. Both of her balls shoved up into her, her hands pressing down on her slippery cock as she tried to fill the empty gap throbbing inside her. She screamed as it gave into her touch, her fingers accidentally slipping into her widening tip as she bucked, each thrust sending her cock in a bit, her thighs and ass getting plumper and sexier while her feet pushed against the cuffs of her old jeans, her legs stretching out to eye catchingly long gams, plain to the team even from her position kneeling on the floor. With one triumphant shriek her fingers forced the throbbing remnants into her, her hardened nipples swelling with fat as she came as a woman, the sensation instantly addicting her to that climax. Stacey collapsed into a puddle of her own releases, her fingers thrusting into her snatch before the captain interrupted her fun to remind her of something important.

"I'm glad you're having fun Stacey, but you need to get going! Why else did you put on such a revealing bunnygirl outfit if not to help?"

"AHHHN~ H-Huh?" Stacey paused her masturbation, looking up confused as her old clothes mashed together into a formless lump of purple, black and gold, the horny little slut barely noticing as the material tightly hugged her curves into hair ties and a sleek brooch, her legs and arms bare besides a pair of white gloves and armlets and a pair of shiny black heels around her feet.

"Remember the football team's depressed after their star linebacker vanished. I thought you wanted to show them your school spirit and take one for the team."

"J-Just one?"

"It's just a euphemism, I"m sure the whole team could use the help."

"Yaaaay~!" Stacey ran out of the girl's locker room, straight across to the boy's her heart thumping as she ran into a room full of half naked hunks.

"What the fuck? Uhh.. I think you have the wrong-"

"Oh I'm in the right place Darryl, though are you sure you are with a throwing arm that fucking weak?" He bristled at that but she was already moving to the next player, all of her douchey, demeaning insults from before coming easily until the whole room was on their feet, towels slipping to reveal erect cocks and horngry men all around.

"That's right you sissy fucks, I doubt you can even last a minute with your limp dick energy. Though if you wanna prove me wrong lets see how many of you can even pass my warm up~!" She wanted them angry, she wanted them horny, she wanted them to hit her with everything they got as she slinked out of her bunny suit.

Her screams echoed down the halls of the school during pre game, with promises of halftime and post game offered if they gave results. Never before had the school seen their football team play so hard, many of the players uncomfortably adjusting their cups as they did their best to earn their reward. After an overwhelming victory the team barely stayed on, restless as they streamed past the coach, past the cheerleaders with knowing smirks and into the arms of their little fuck bunny who made them prove just how much they had left in the tank after their victory. Stacey just grinned at the half naked hunks in her football team, ready to be ravaged again, ready to be filled with school spirit.