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When you think you've won a great prize, you may have to conclude that you lost a whole lot more ! The author of this story filed this story only in Fictionmania. If you want to use this story in other webpages you are free to do so as long as you do this free of charge to other readers and email the URL it is filed in to [email protected] Soccer for suckers by J.C. Arby We arrived at The Amsterdam Arena at 13.00h. Today's match between Ajax and Feyenoord would start at 14.30h. so we had some time to kill at the stadium. Soccer has been my favorite sports since I was only five years old. Unlike baseball, soccer is not a family game. It's a man's game. When you go around the stadium you'll find only 15% women, tops. This is caused by the history of hooligans, or rather say criminals who call themselves 'supporters or fans'. People now don't even dare to take their family to a soccer game of Ajax, Feyenoord or PSV. A lot of measures have been taken by the authorities and the national soccer federation, but none have been succesful. Bodysearch and metal detectors at the entrance only prevent some disturbances in the stadium but it leaves much to be desired. The latest invention is the so called clubcard. It's a card from your club with your photograph on it that entitles you to be able to buy a ticket for the match. Also all season tickets are with a photograph of the holder of the card. Even this measure hasn't changed any of it. Clubs and authorities want to find a way to decrease the vandalism and to attract more women to the stadiums. Although much is said about this, I personally haven't experienced too much violence in the stadium, except for the Dutch Cup final in 1998. But I've seen enough on television to be thankful that I haven't. So this is why I understand people wanting to change all this. But how do you get this result I imagined many times. The four of us walked the second ring and decided to get some drinks. The outlet at our section usually isn't too crowded so we walk there to get our beers and one coffee. My friends drank the beer, for which I think it was too early, but Okay, everybody's happy. Thinking about hooligans etc.- we were standing next to some guys I thought they would hooligans - I realised why in our ring not much of this happened... Videocamera's. Finishing our drinks we again were disappointed of the quality as the beer wasn't cold and the coffee wasn't hot enough and had a peculiar aftertaste I couldn't place. No more drinks today we decided as we went to our seats. The entertainment artists were already singing - or rather say playbacking - as we found our usual seats. When this disaster was over another entertainment part was introduced... The camera game. A Camera is placed in the centre of the field and zooms into the public. After about one minute the camera zooms in on one person that usually wears the colors of home playing team. This game is usually played twice just before the match. As we know this game and as our section never produces a winner we were not surprised to see that the winner of the watch and beer promotion package was in the section across. Then the second game started across with the camera moving towards our section. The Camera entered the section next to ours and closing in. "10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1... and you're the winner ! The guy with the blue coat and the Ajax cap ! You can pick up your prize at the main entrance of the stadium, Congratulations !". I was that winner of the Curacao trip and could take one of my friends with me ! Can you believe it ? I never win things and now I win a dream holiday. The game started and the first period was quite exciting. 2 -2 at half time was the first result of this great match. At half time I went to the main entrance where I received the tickets for Curacao and some $250 pocket money to go with it. I decided that I would take Marc with me. We have been soccer buddies for such a long time that I couldn't think of any one else that deserved it. Back at my seat I showed off my prizes to my friends, lit a cigar and watched the second period to begin. Both teams were attacking ferociously but didn't score until Litmanen scored a magnificent goal in the last minut of the match. A better afternoon I couldn't have wished for. Winning the match and winning a holiday. As winter fell in no matches would be played for the next two months. This would be the best time to make good on the won tickets to Curacao as we then would not miss any of the matches of the team we love so much . We checked into the hotel, had some showers and went straight to the beach. What a difference, Winter in Holland or sunny weather in Curacao. What a nice place in the Kingdom of the Netherlands. Laying on the beach looking at many good looking babes and ordering a lot of drinks both Marc and me got drunk in no time. After and hour or three we decided to get some food in the hotel so we headed back, but not before Marc arranged - I don't know how he did it - two dates for both of us with two incredibly beautiful babes for tonight. At the hotel we first we wanted to freshen up and then to have dinner, but we never made it to the dining room as the alcohol and sun had made too drowsy and we napped right through dinnertime. Fortunaly we didn't wake up too late for our dates. After the shower and shave we went downstairs to meet the babes. It was a fantastic evening for the four of us and as you probably expected we all got laid that night. The next day we went through the same ritual of laying on the beach, looking at the gorgeous ladies and getting drunk in no time, but this Judy and Jenny were with us. Again we went back to our hotel to freshen up before dinner but this time Marc went with Judy to her room and I went with Jenny to my room. We had a shower together and Jenny gave me a blowjob. Wow, what is this girl good to me I though. How thankful I should be to be a man. I imagined that Marc should be having the same experience. The only weird thing that happened was that the hair on my chest was washing off, but that could just be explained by the stuff Jenny washed me with, I reckoned. After the shower we got dressed and headed downstairs for dinner. As we walked through the lobby a gentleman in an expensive looking suit appraoched me and asked a few minutes of my time to discuss a serious matter in private. I didn't know the guy so I told him to beat it in a very polite manner. The man left and told me he would be back. That evening I didn't see the guy anymore and the evening ended te same way as the night before. The next morning I walked into the lobby on my own when that same guy asked me a moment of my time. When he promissed that he'd leave me alone after our talk I humored him to give him a moment to tell me what he wanted to tell me. We walked into the restaurant where no guests were sitting at this time. Very convenient if you want to discuss things without people around evesdropping. "My name is Johan Jacobsen, and I have been sent by the Dutch inteligence service to talk to you. The trip you won was not a lucky win, but just a way to get you out of your dayly routine. There has been an experiment on decreasing the number of hooligans in the soccer stadium, but unfortunately you are the guiny pig by mistake.", the guy told me. "What do you mean, what guiny pig, what are you talking about ?", I asked in surprise. "Well you have been given a kind of a serum thst wasn't meant for you. It was meant for someone the group we thought you belonged to, but don't belong to.", Mr. Jacobsen continued. "What serum, what does is do, how did I end up with it ?" I questioned him. "Well, the serum has been put in the coffee you drank at the soccer match between Ajax and Feyenoord, and I am affraid that the serum has some womanizing effect", Mr. Jacobsen replied. "What ? How much womanizing, how soon, where is the antidote ?", I asked him shocked. "I'm affraid that it will go all the way and it will be completed during your stay here in Curacao. I'm sorry to say but you'll probable leave this Island as a girl", Mr. Jacobsen said appologizingly. "You mean I'd grow boobs, get an hourglass figure and a higher pitched voice and probly even move like a girl ?" I queried ? "I'm affraid it goes futher than that, my guess is that you'll even pee and have periods like a girl.", Mr. Jacobsen told me. Well, I was quite relieved when he told me that as I didn't believe him anymore. I believed the part of growing boobs and getting a curvy figure. Even the high pitched voice I could believe as you can do a lot with hormones but when he said that even my plumbing would become female by just a serum, he lost me. I told him I didn't believe me and stood up to leave him and tell him not to come back. He understood my intentions and when he left he gave me his card and told me that I would grow boobs first then have a curvy ass and then... I didn't wanna hear his nonsens soon I didn't pay any attention anymore. I left. Back in my room I saw Jenny's incredible naked body laying on the sheets and I couldn't resist to make love to her. Kissing eachother over the body top down I felt that my nipples we more sensitive than usual when Jenny kissed them. Jenny commented that my aureolas where enlarged but I didn't hear it as I was busy to suck on her tits. Then we worked down and got laid in the end. We showered and got dressed to meet Marc and Judy. Today we would go diving. After some instructions we were off to sea. Incredible what you'll see in such clear water. All those kinds of fish I've never seen before, I just can't believe the sight of them. Under the water we collected some sea treasures for souvenirs. Time flies when you're having fun, so also this experience ended too soon. We returned the diving gear and went to the beach to get some more tan on our skin. Laying on my towel Judy commented me on my aureolas which were enlarged according to her. I looked but didn't give it much though as I though it might be that Marc plotted a practical joke sending this guy to me with that crazy story and now plotted with Judy and Jenny to make me believe something is wrong. No, way, this fella isn't going to buy that. That night we got drunk again, as is very usual in a place like this. Going from bar to bar in the end it's difficult to stand on your two legs. I don't even know how we got back in our rooms, but waking up the next morning was one with a shock. I woke up to take a leak. I walked naked to the bathroom, lifted the toilet seat and started pissing. But when you piss you look down to aim and that is the moment when I noticed that I had girl's nipples. I have girl's nipples, at least the same size as Jenny's. I was so obsessed with this that I almost forgot I was still pissing. I finished and went back to the bedroom where I showed Jenny my nipples. That incredible girl couldn't resist and had to suck on my nipples ! Fanatstic sex followed as Jenny got horny by the sight of my nipples. Unfortunately having big nipples wasn't the only surprise of that day as my clothes seemed to be a bit too large except for my hips. I hadn't noticed that I had lost some weight, but I considered this not to be such a big problem until I met Marc in the lobby. "Hey, John you look like you've shrunk !", Marc laughed. This day wasn't my best day of the week as I was quite embarrassed by my grown nipples that were pointing through the fabric of my shirt. When I wanted to pull off my shirt to get another tan I noticed that some tissue has grown under my nipples and that I was growing breasts. I kept my shirt on, excused myself telling the others I wasn't feeling well and went back to my room, alone. "Shit, why didn't I believe the guy, that Jacobsen guy. What has he told me exactly ? When would this stop ?" I didn't want to think about the answers that came back to my mind again. Things were changing fast for me as that evening my breasts had allready grown to a C-cup size. When Marc returned to our room to check on me I closed myself into the bathroom with the door locked. "C'mon John, open this door, I wanna talk to you." "No, I can't. I am so ashamed that I cannot show myself" "C'mon, its just me, I am your best friend, you don't have to hid for me" This conversation went on and on and after a lot of persuasion on Marc's part I opened the door to show him what was happening to me. There I stood, still a man but with some feminine curves and breasts and no bodyhair anymore on my arms; legs or chest. "Nice tits", flapped just out of Marc mouth before he knew it. Appologizing a thousand times he started to comfort me. The effort was useless as something like this cannot be comforted by words. "If I had only listed to that guy", I sobbed, "I would now know what's next and how soon that would happen". Crying like a baby I fell asleep. It was clear for Marc that at the moment I was not into girls anymore or any other person anyway. So he invented a story to put off the girls. I don't know what he told them, but I haven't seen them ever again. The next morning my body had become more feminine if possible, although I still was a man where it counts. Except for my penis I was all girl now, but still recognisable. I didn't dare to leave my hotelroom until we had to fly home. Meanwhile Marc went to find Jacobsen to find out if there was anything that could be done for my situation. It took him several days to find him, but he finally located him and persuaded to come to my hotel room. During his search I had become more accustomed to my new appearance. Ordering poor Marc around to get some decent clothing and make-up for me I tried to adjust to my new situation. I resented wearing a bra but realising my breasts would sag or that their weight would cause pain in my back when I don't wear it, I decided to start wearing it anyway. As I didn't leave my hotelroom I had time enough to fiddle with my long hair and trying on some make-up. Today Mr. Jacobsen would come and I decided that I should look pretty. After my morning shower I brushed my hair and got dressed. My bra was still tricky to lock, but the rest was getting easier and easier to do. My silk blouse outlines my firm breasts perfectly, so was the skirt I wore a perfect match. I now even wore nylons and high heels. But although Marc was looking at a pretty girl -me- I still didn't feel comfortable. I still felt like a drag queen as I still had my -shrunken- penis hidden in my panties. Marc was getting horny by my looks and made a pass on me. Unexplicably I felt the same urges. Marc ripped off my blouse and bra and started sucking and biting on my nipples. I still can't believe that I opened the zipper of his pants, took out his member and gave him a blowjob. Yuck, I thought afterwards, but inexplicably enjoyable at the time. Finally Mr. Jacobsen arrived. Astounded with my appearances he told me that he didn't recognise me at all anymore. He even complemented me for my beauty but after the niceties he came directly to business. "Well John, it looks like you've quite adjusted to your new looks. Soon you'll be complete womanand you can start a new life. I've brought some papers with me to process some new identity papers for your return flight home". He's done his preparations well as he even brought a camera with him to make a picture for my new passport. "Your new name is now Irene", Jacobsen said when he handed my new papers. All was arranged just in time so the flight home would go smoothly. Every morning I woke up early to fix my hair and clothes and to become used to the dayly preparations expected of a girl like me. I still hated the way I looked but as I was told there was nothing I could do about it. One of the bright sides of my new looks was that my face was now smooth and soft and definitely didn't need a shave anymore. Today we would go home. Holidays that should have been a dream had become a nightmare. Wearing casual clothes (a dress and easy shoes) I went to the airport with Marc on my side. Holding hands like a couple we passed customs. At customs we were taken separately and were frisked for drugs. Marc was frisked by a male customs employee and I was searched by a female employee. My face turned red when when she started to touch me. Luckily I was spared embarassment as my dick had shrunken to a size that could easily be hidden even for frisking. Relieved we could proceed heading for the plane. Of course we encountered a delay of 2 hours for some vague reason, but then we finally lifted off. When the plane reached its height the movie started. I was surprised how emotional I had become. Usually a movie doesn't reach my feelings, but this time I had tears in my eyes. Unbelievable. Lunch and drinks were served amd at a certain moment I had to go. I went to the restroom, closed the door behind me and lifted my skirt. I pulled down my panties and stood there for a moment in search for my little penis. It's GONE ! I found a slit between my legs, a gap, a cunt, a pussy ! I'll have to sit now to relieve myself ! The feeling I felt when I realised I was a real girl now was a surprisingly happy feeling. A feeling of relief, no dragqueen feeling anymore, just woman. I couldn't believe that I was actually happy to find a vagina between my legs but this pleasant feeling went away as soon as it had come. When I peed I saw some blood also comming out of the gap that was now between my legs. I can't believe that one moment you're a guy down there and the next you're menstruating. What should I do for I don't have any tampons or sanitary towels with me. I can't just act like everything's okay as I will bleed through my panties and cream colored dress. It will show !. I pushed the assistance button to alert a stewardess. I didn't need more than two words for her to understand my problem. In just a few moments some tampons were brought to me which made me face with another problem : how on earth do you insert such thing in your womanhood ? Fiddling with it for ten minutes finally gave me an assured feeling that I did okay. I wiped the folds of my vagina dry, stood up and lifted my panties. I smoothed my dress and returned to my seat. In Amsterdam our friends were waiting for Marc and me. When we passed customs and met them they asked where "John" was. You should have seen their faces when we told them that I was actually John. "You're kidding, right ? Yeah, sure. Don't fuck around, where's John" were the reactions we got from them. It took a lot of persuasion to convince our friends that the girl called Irene was actually John. You should know I found it hard not show tears in my eyes as I again was confronted with the transformation. After the primary welcoming we went to the parking lot at the airport. After a two hours drive we were finally home. The first few days were just to relax and to come to terms with my new reality. In bed I explored the new gap that I have between my legs. Doing so I found the pleasurable spots on a female body. Touching my nipples, my boobs and rubbing my clitoris I experienced my first female orgasm. Feeling guilty for feeling that pleasure I stepped under the shower to attend my female hygiene. I cannot afford to have a smelly cunt and being warned for all kind of infections if I would attend to it more regularly than I was used to as a man. A few weeks later I started to go out again. I met with some female friends who were happy to help me with getting used to all kinds of female things. Thing were going great in just a few more weeks. I started to move and feel like a real girl and being reminded by my period that I am really a girl I started to accept my new life. I was really going to like to buy new clothes. The dresses, miniskirts, lingery, nylons and high heels were turning me on. My latest buy was a frilly bathingsuit. Not all things were great. I lost my job which was considered as a man's job. So I started to look for a new one. well curved body a new job as a secretary was quite easily found. I really enjoy the job except the Weary a sexy black miniskirt with dark nylons, a pair of high heels and a blouse that accentuated my moments that they see me as a piece of meat. Marc was kind to me and we started a relationship. He's always said that if I'd been a girl that I'd be his girlfriend. And so it be. Together we enjoyed quite an active sexlife. One day me and the girls were going for a swim. In the changing booth we put on our bathingsuits. This was the first time the girls saw me completely naked. Enviously they were looking at my firm breasts and my well curved waist and hips. They were slightly surprised that my pussy was an ordinary one - one that all real born girls are born with - as they know my story and have seen me as a man a few weeks ago. Such a strange feeling as water was flowing in and out of my slit when I moved through the water. I was so happy that day. Swimming is such a joy. Back home Marc was waiting for me. "Irene, soccer season is going to resume next week and it's a shame you're not 'one of the guys' anymore. They have stolen this from you. I think you should file a lawsuit against the dutch intelligence service for mutilation of your manhood, for condemming you to live as a woman for the rest of your life...". So it be done EPILOQUE The lawsuit was won by me but unfortunately there was nothing they could do to change me back into a man. Never again was I to be 'one of the guys', I'd rather be 'one of the girls'. Soccer didn't really interest me anymore. The state was sentenced to pay me 2 million guilders damages and was ordered to stop the experiment and to destroy all documentation. So hooligan extermination was back to square one. Marc and I got married as soon as I found out that I was expecting a baby. Ajax became the Dutch champion that year although that didn't interest me much anymore. I was now doing all that is expected of a woman. Of which one thing is cocksucking. The End.

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By : Tahirmlk2007 I have been a Soccer referee for over 6 years now, being from sports background I was well built, tall, fair with athletic body and size of 6.5” of dick. I have been involved in several unusual situations, but none of them come close to what happened to me this past weekend. I had been invited to referee at a soccer tournament several miles from where I live, and since the fields were reported to be in good shape, and the teams normally quite competitive, I accepted the...

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Soccer Team Doctor and MILF Part Two

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Doe reaches down and digs deeply into her purse for the keys to her house. A contented smile crosses her face as she finds them and pulls them out to unlock the door, to the sound of the banter of her son, Zach, and his two friends behind her. They have just won the prestigious local soccer tournament, one that many of the areas college coaches were attending. They were flush with excitement from winning a tough match in the finals, a goal that he and his team had been working hard toward for...

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Soccer Stud Sex

James was feeling the years creeping up on him. At thirty one he was theeldest player on his soccer team, and boy did he feel it. His whole bodyached as he sat on the dressing room bench. Even after a good hot shower hestill felt like shit.He gave up trying to dress and decided to just relax for a while. He layback on the bench and was soon daydreaming. His mind recalled his sexy teammates. Not long ago they had all been in the shower and James had to fighthard against popping a boner. But now...

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Soccer Mom Slave Weekend In Vegas

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