World Cup winner...
Dieter Dantzig a young student in his early 20’s from Germany, he went to the USA for the World Cup, he watched with pure deception his country losing to Paraguay but he still watches with interest the other countries playing like France, even the USA.
During the evening of France-Paraguay, Dieter is wandering in the streets of New York until he hears familiar words in German and sees people playing, it’s girls playing soccer. He watches them with a smile on his face, not for mocking but on the contrary to admire.
However, the girls didn’t understand that and one of them whispered words Dieter couldn’t hear until he feels heavy… well his eyes feel heavy when it’s only 5 or 6 pm then it’s complete darkness but he’s still conscious, he wants to wake up, command his body to leave but nothing then he has the most horrible feeling of leaving his body as he sees himself from above… wait is it really himself he wonders: “Was passiert mit mir? Es ist nicht mein Körper!” [What’s happening to me? It’s not my body!]
He sees in utmost horror his body changing, his impressive 6.2 ft. height loses inches to be 5.9 ft., his body loses fat and muscles to be proportioned in feminine harmony, his hair short and blond is growing long and brown, his eyes stay blue, his hands smaller and more feminine gain white varnish, same for his feet. His face chiseled and masculine goes round, feminine with cute button nose, cheekbones prominent, lips full and skin perfectly clear, his Adam’s apple disappear tightening the vocal cords. On his smaller chest starts growing two mounds of flesh growing to a B cup breast with sensitive pink nipples, his dick finally retracts and disappears for a vagina as all his internal organs change to make him a full-grown woman. Dieter still levitating can’t believe what he sees, his body is no longer his body it’s a girl’s body until he sees another woman… actually the girl he has seen playing before all this started.
She looks direct in his phantom form then she says: “Du bist kein Mann mehr, du bist meine Freundin. Vielen Dank für diesen Körper, jetzt können Sie in der Stadt umherwandern...” [You’re no longer a man, you’re my girlfriend. Thank you for this body now you can wander in the city...]
Dieter wants to say something but he watches powerless this woman kissing his former body as memories and new life takes place in the body… the girl’s new name is Annamaria Kühn born on June 21st 2006, she’s 20 years old from Vienna, Austria. She grew up in a loving family as she learned with her dad to play soccer then she went to the club SKN St. Pölten and since there she masters her skills until playing in international with her local team to explain why she’s in the United States of America. While her memories set place, Dieter watches in total horror his former body levitating as all his clothes disappear revealing the stunning girl’s body and new clothes take place first black boyshorts that slowly goes up her legs until hugging her ass and hides comfortably her intimacy, followed by white sport bra hugging her breast, it continues with white and blue jersey and shorts with the number 17 on her leg, long socks on her feet then clouts that finishes her outfit. Her hair is still loose until it ties itself in a ponytail with a brown scrunchie.
When Annamaria finally wakes up, she’s in the locker room with her team, just a few minutes before the match begins, the girls are together laughing as they finally take one final advise from the coach. Now it’s the moment of truth, the match begins and the team wins the final against the house team of Brooklyn in an epic game with 2-0 with two goals from Annamaria.
After the final whistle the girls share a hug with Annamaria as her girlfriend slowly kisses her, congratulating her and together celebrates the winning as pictures are taken. One shows Annamaria and her girlfriend Steffi Schlüter, and another picture showing Annamaria kissing the trophy she shares with all her girls. Later her coach publishes the pictures saying:
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