Future of tennis pro
Roland Garros has just begun… two weeks of tennis professionals playing against each other and two winners in the end, one man and one woman. Emma Jones hates this period, Emma is a woman in her 40’s, originally from Cleveland, she started working in Paris when she was 20 years old in the beautiful Jardin des Serres d’Auteuil next to the tennis courts.
At the beginning Emma loved it because it was a way for people to know about the gardens and they could visit it before going to see the match but then the Roland Garros organizers wanted to grow the tennis courts and managed to do it in 2020. On that beautiful day, Emma is working in her favorite part of the garden, smelling all those beautiful scents when she hears applauds and cheering.
Emma says to herself: “I really hate this time of the year… why they couldn’t go anywhere else…” then she says almost regretting it: “I wish sometimes I loved tennis to understand why they’re so into that…”
At the same moment wind blows as if her wish is granted, Emma makes nothing of it until she feels suddenly so tired, she barely has the time to make it to the bench under her favorite tree… the Magnolia grandiflora then she falls asleep, she can hear cheering around her, a name that means nothing to her… Luna and yet it sounds familiar, people go around her with papers for an autograph… wait… why would she sign autographs… she’s not a celebrity… what is it in this bag… it’s heavy…
All her thoughts are interrupted when she sees her hands changing, getting smaller, her nails stay short and unpainted as her palms cover with calluses, her blond white hair gets chestnut and keeps getting longer to her scapulas, her ears hurt as her earrings fall and holes on her ear lobes shut themselves, her blue eyes turn brown as she doesn’t need anymore glasses, her body quite fit with her job goes fitter as muscles appear on her arms, her back is stronger, abs appear on her tummy, her skin with full of wrinkles rejuvenates as her skin goes softer but appears also acne… Emma tries to understand what’s going on, her body looks so much younger and her breast looks younger, her nipples get pink and tender, her pussy gets its hymen again like she was virgin again… her pussy and armpits slowly cover with stubble then hairs… gorging with sweat.
As she wonders what’s happening to her, she fails to notice people around her until she feels pushed from behind, her arms pulled up her head revealing her hairy sweaty armpits, people around all look like teenage girls as one of them says: “Alright Luna… this is your time now hunnie…”
Emma doesn’t understand what this girl says and why she keeps calling her Luna when her name is Emma… her legs are wide opened as pink panties are on her legs, followed by dark blue shorts, on her feet, white socks and pink shoes, pink sport bra to ease her back with her breast, then dark blue t-shirt with two huge sweat stains on it. Emma tries to free herself but her body likes it as her nipples poke through her bra, she feels her hair taken and brushed then put in a ponytail as her mouth is suddenly kissed, a long loving kiss as her head feels so messed up, she feels her memories lost, she holds to her cherished memories, her knowledge of plants, her love for the Jardins d’Auteuil but all this is replaced by knowledge about tennis, her beginnings, her beautiful career, her numerous trophies, her girlfriend also playing with her… as the girl keeps kissing Emma, she can feel her teeth adorned with something metallic… it’s braces on her upper and lower jaws.
She can feel them as her tennis memories set up in her head and now she forgets about her name to be called… Luna Rachel Wilson born in Florida May 6th 2010, she’s barely 15 years old and she plays tennis with her mom as trainer and her girlfriend to train with, her name is June Howard and Luna remembers her as the girl actually kissing her… Finally Luna wakes up, she’s in the locker room of her local tennis court somewhere in Florida, it’s her time to play, she was training yesterday again and now it’s time for the final, June was kicked out in semi-final and now it’s time for Luna, before going on the tennis court she wears June’s tennis racket necklace as a lucky charm and now it’s time… as the game goes by, Luna wins the first set but loses the second one until she makes it for the third one… as she hears her name for victory, Luna falls on the floor crying and all emotional, same for her mom and for June sit among people…
After the pictures of her holding her cup, it’s time for her mom’s hug saying: “Well done baby girl… I’m so proud of you hunnie…”
Then it’s time for June and it’s a long hug followed by a long loving kiss… and then later that day, Luna posts the pictures her mom took of her and writes down:
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