Competition

Writer:DK Masters
Permanent:Yes
Transformed By:Magic Potion
Length:73 pages
Choice:Unwilling/Resistant
When:Throughout Entire Story
Genre:Fantasy
Sex Drive:Normal
TF Description:Highly Detailed
Mature Content:High – Adults Only
Orientation:Straight
Who Gets Changed:Main Character
Series:None
Memories:Unchanged
New Role/Purpose:Female Track Star

Summary:Mark and Jason are both star runners on their university’s all-boys track team. They’re each other’s rival and only real competition. But then Jason starts pulling ahead, winning again and again. And then, to make matters worse, he ends up stealing Mark’s girlfriend — and Mark won’t stand for it.With the help of a witch, Mark tricks Jason into drinking a magic potion designed to turn him into a girl. As a girl, Jason wouldn’t be able to compete on the all-boys track team any more, and better still, no longer be a threat for stealing anyone’s girlfriend ever again.

Slowly, Jason begins transforming. Little by little, his mind and body become more and more feminine. He doesn’t know how or why this is happening to him, but if he doesn’t find a way to stop it soon, it may be too late.

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Competition

Jason’s sneaker hit the pavement. He lengthened his stride. Pushed himself harder. Had to go faster. He just completed the second to last lap around the track. One more lap to go. He blew past everyone – everyone except for Mark, his one and only rival, his only true competition.

Jason and Mark were both star runners on the all-boys track team at Jacksonville University. The state championship was coming up. Recruiters and talent scouts would be there. Winning that race could mean sponsorships and a potential career as a pro runner, but that wasn’t all. This year, they were competing for a spot on a new reality TV show, Fastest Man Alive, where the first place runner would win one million dollars.

But Jason was getting ahead of himself. First he had to beat Mark. Only the fastest man at their school would go on to the state championship. And it had to be him.

Unfortunately, Mark wanted the same thing. If Jason was gonna win, he was going to have to push past all his limits and earn it.

He spotted Mark just ahead. Less than 500 feet left on the track. Jason pushed his muscles to the max. Gave it everything he’s got. One step, next step, another step – gaining on him.

250 feet to go.

Jason’s heart raced. His muscles burned. So close. Had to keep going.

150 feet to go.

He was right behind Mark.

75 feet to go.

Mark spotted Jason in his peripheral vision.

50 feet. Jason inched ahead.

Mark pushed himself harder.

20 feet.

They were head to head.

10 feet..

2 feet…

The coach blew his whistle and clicked his stopwatch.

The boys slowed down and caught their breath.

Jason leaned over, about to puke. Mark took several deep breaths, soaked in his own sweat. The two boys looked at each other. Who won?

Slowly they returned to the coach.

“Mark,” the coach said, “6 minutes, 22.7 seconds.”

Not bad.

“And Jason,” he said next, “6 minutes, 22.3 seconds.”

“What?!” exclaimed Mark.

Jason smiled, still catching his breath. “Thanks, Coach.”

“Are you sure? Point-four seconds? Really?” Mark complained.

“Hit the showers, boys.”

The rest of the track team—the “non-competition”—just now made it to the finish line.

Mark turned to Jason. “You got lucky,” he said, regaining his breath. “Next time, you’re going down.”

Jason laughed. “Bring it on.”

The coach shook his head. “Showers, now, gentlemen.”

 

Jason, Mark, and the other guys on the track team hit the gym showers. The building was old, but everyone had their own private little shower stall. Still, only a thin plastic curtain provided any privacy. Mark and Jason washed down in stalls next to each other.

“I can’t believe you beat me but point-four seconds,” Mark said.

Jason soaped up his body and washed himself down. When he heard Mark complain, he just smiled.

“Believe me,” said Mark, “it won’t happen again.”

“Keep telling yourself that,” Jason laughed. But then he decided to change the subject. “So, you coming to the party tonight?”

“Hell yeah,” he said. “Everybody who’s anybody will be there. You?”

“Of course.”

Mark changed his tone, sounding sincere for a moment. “Even though she’ll be there?”

“Fuck her. I’m not going to change my social life just because Allison dumped me.”

“Good for you, man.”

“Besides,” said Jason, “now that I’m officially the fastest man at Jackson U, I don’t think I’ll have any problems finding new pussy tonight.”

Mark rolled his eyes. “Whatever man.”

 

Later that night, Jason pulled up to the frat house in his Honda Civic. There were already tons of cars there. People drinking in the front yard. Balloons, lights, party decorations. Loud music blasting inside.

This was the social event of the semester. The ultimate Halloween party. Every year, all the fraternities and sororities got together to put this thing on. Endless free beer. A wet t-shirt contest. Awards for Greek members who did the most charitable services or raised the most money for non-profits. And, of course, in honor of the holiday, a best costume contest too.

But Jason didn’t wear a costume. He just came in his normal clothes. About half the other people did the same. But the other half dressed up as everything from vampires, slutty nurses, superheroes, and cliché witches.

He checked his appearance in his rear view mirror. His auburn brown hair had that messy “just rolled out of bed” look that took a couple hours to get just right. Brown eyes, clean shaven face with just a hint of a five o’clock shadow. He checked the mirror – no boogers in his nose. Teeth—no left over dinner there. He may have been dressed in a casual t-shirt and jeans, but he had the full intention of getting laid tonight. He wanted to look good, without looking like he was trying too hard to look good.

He and Allison had been dating for two years. He thought she was the one. Right up until the moment she dumped him. It was the generic, “it’s not you, it’s me, let’s just be friends” speech. Whatever. That was a month ago. It still hurt. But…whatever. He was going to move on. Time to enjoy a brand new pussy tonight.

Right now, he was at the top of his game. He beat the previous fastest runner at his school. He was in the running—literally and metaphorically—to be a contestant on that reality TV show where he could win a million dollars. He already knew how he was going to spend that money. He’d take a chunk of it and buy himself a nice little house by the beach. He’d upgrade his car to something a little sportier. Load his house with all the latest and greatest home theater technology, sound system, and video games. And…there’d be a girl. Perhaps even someone he’d meet at this party tonight. Some hot little slutty plaything. They’d have lots and lots of sex, all the time, at his place.

But right now, he lived in a crummy little apartment. His car was almost as old as he was. And he decided to live on student loans and scholarships, rather than work a part-time job, to focus on school and track. He got by, but there wasn’t much left for taking girls out on expensive dates or, you know, paying for cable TV.

He took a deep breath. “Okay man, just be cool, you can do this.”

Truth be known, if he could have Allison back, he’d take her in a heartbeat. But…that was never gonna happen. Time to move on. And tonight’s party was the perfect opportunity.

 

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Competition
Mark and Jason are both star runners on their university's all-boys track team. They're each other's rival and only real competition. But then Jason starts pulling ahead, winning again and again. And then, to make matters worse, he ends up stealing Mark's girlfriend -- and Mark won't stand for it.

With the help of a witch, Mark tricks Jason into drinking a magic potion designed to turn him into a girl. As a girl, Jason wouldn't be able to compete on the all-boys track team any more, and better still, no longer be a threat for stealing anyone's girlfriend ever again.

Slowly, Jason begins transforming. Little by little, his mind and body become more and more feminine. He doesn't know how or why this is happening to him, but if he doesn't find a way to stop it soon, it may be too late.

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