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Nikki
by Callie Messenger
"You fucking bastard! You said you were a fucking footballer!"
"I do play football, Sandy!" I laughed.
"I thought you were fucking Baggsy!"
"Sorry, honey. Slam the door on your way out, would you?"
"You'll regret this. If you ever come close to a real footballer
you'll wish you were fucking Baggsy, or whoever it is, cause
I'll make sure you get humiliated like you did to me now." The
door slammed. I smiled and pulled out the Polaroids from the
night before. The guys were going to be buying me drinks for
months. Sex with Sandy Bitches of the Sunday Sport. She of the
Double G's, and all I had to do to get hold of them was pose as
a footballer. Boy, was she dumb.
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Three Years Later.
Millennium eve we got tickets to the Sugar all-nighter in
Liverpool. All the celebs would be there and we were lucky to
have tickets. The DJ line-up was incredible and there would be
the Sunday Sport Girls' Stage Show, as well as wet T-shirt
contests and a foam room. Totty Heaven! Gary joked that Sandy
Bitches might be there, but she wouldn't remember me anyway.
She'd got what she wanted, in the form of half the Arsenal
defence and a kiss'n'tell exclusive in The Star.
We queued an hour while we watched the limo's line up to offload
their famous cargo. Finally we got in for the warm-up and headed
for the bar. We got a few down before going bankrupt and
reaching for our cards. "The women in here don't have to carry
money!" Quipped Kewsey. Damned stupid thing was that we couldn't
afford to buy them anything. We tipsily rolled into the main
arena for the stage show. The girls came on, and all I got was
the questions. "What the hell does it feel like to fuck one of
those, Davy?" I puffed up with ego. Hell, it had been worth a
lot.
"Look!" Screamed Gary. "It's Tony Eves. You and him fucked the
same woman. Why don't you see if he'll buy us drinks?" I looked
down toward the stage and there he was with a few other Arsenal
players. They were asking for trouble in a Liverpool nightclub.
Perhaps they'd appreciate the company. I screwed my Dutch
courage to the wall and headed down.
"Tony!" I yelled, tapping him on the shoulder. I was about to
say something else, only as he turned around the world seemed to
slow down and go crazy around me. I froze and felt my body buzz
all over. I managed to see Sandy up on the stage. She was
winking at me. Then she was gone and Tony Eves was facing me.
"Hi, sweets. What's your name?"
I unfroze and felt a foot shorter, and strange sensations all
over my body before Tony's question sank in. "I'm Nick Dowd." I
held up my hand. His swamped it as he took it to his mouth and
kissed it. I was dumbfounded by my long, red-painted nails.
"Can I get you a drink, Nikki?"
I looked at my hand, and his questions confused me. Nikki?
Sweets? "I need to get out of here." I thought aloud.
"No problem," he responded, taking me by the arm and leading me
to one of the doors. I tripped slightly on my shoes as they
seemed to have something stuck underneath the heels. He almost
carried me out. We were outside waiting for his car before I
realised what had happened. I was so cold. Why? I looked at my
arms. They were bare, and skinny, and hairless. I looked down at
my legs but my view was interrupted by two skin coloured
footballs that someone had shoved onto my chest, held up only by
a strap of white stretchy material that also barely covered my
sides and hips. If I had a dick it would be hanging out under
the material, but I didn't. My legs were smooth and bare, and
slipped into a pair of high-heeled white sandals. The only
things keeping me warm were the long auburn hair hanging over my
neck and back, and Tony's arm around my shoulders. What the hell
had happened? There was a flash at my side and I turned to see
some guy with a camera taking shots. I smiled. Why? Then a car
turned up and Tony helped me in.
"I shouldn't be here." I said, as soon as the door closed, but
I couldn't open it from the inside. When Tony climbed in it
moved away immediately. "Where are we going?" I asked him.
"You said you wanted to leave." He replied, reaching over to
stroke my thigh. I flinched. "Don't have second thoughts."
"I need to get back. My friends are there." I was getting very
worried and feeling oddly drunk for some reason. I could almost
ignore his hand on my thigh now.
"Look, Nikki, you wanted this, just like any other chick. If it
makes you feel better, we'll pretend I forced you. I tell you
what, let's play a game. This is how it's going to go. If you
blow me till we get back to my hotel, we won't dump you on the
streets. If we get there, you be an even better girl and I'll
bring you back in time to kiss me at midnight. Then you can go
home with all the other Sport girls."
"I'm not a Sport girl!" The driver slowed the car. We weren't in
the most pleasant looking of areas and something told me that it
wouldn't be wise to get thrown out here. I undid Tony's flies
and pulled out his cock, bending my head straight down to it and
taking it in my mouth. As it grew I sucked and squeezed it like
it was something I'd done all my life, like it came natural
somehow. I even held off until we were parked outside the lobby
of the hotel. Then I just let go without letting him cum.
"You teasing bitch, Nikki." He growled. "For that I'm going to
fuck you within an inch of your life!" He opened his door and
got out to open mine. He helped me onto my feet and I looked
around for anyone I knew, even for a landmark. We were at the
most expensive hotel in Liverpool, and I didn't have the change
for a cab back to the club. Tony marched me into the reception.
The concierge looked at me disapprovingly, and I caught my
reflection finally in the mirror behind the desk. I was half a
head shorter than Tony even in these heels, but that wasn't the
most obvious thing. The first for me was my hair; long and just
curving slightly in around my face, in the most beautiful shade
of reddened brown. The second was two things, round and football
sized, pushed by my dress against my chest and splayed wider
than my arms. As Tony turned us toward the lifts I looked over
my shoulder and caught the view of the skirt of the holed-back
dress stretched tight over two rounded mounds sitting firmly at
the top of my legs. The skirt ended right at the crease where
leg met arse, and there was no panty-line. That was because
there were no panties, a fact that Tony pointed out to me with
his finger in the lift.
Unfortunately at that moment I was pinned into a corner and
distracted by his mouth over mine. His finger between my legs
was a shock but as I flinched away and squirmed it only helped
him to find what he was looking for while his mouth kept me
quiet. By the time we reached the fourteenth floor I was
pressing my crotch against his finger because it felt so good.
I thought I was going to cum. But then the doors opened and he
pulled me into the corridor as I gasped for air.
As we got to his room, his phone was ringing. He told me to
answer it while he went into the bathroom. I picked it up.
"Hello?" I queried.
"Nikki!" Cried a voice I thought I recognised. "It's Sandy!"
"Sandy! What the hell is going on?"
"I told you that when you met a real footballer you would be
humiliated in the way I was."
"How can I stop this?"
"If you've noticed, you can't. You're just that type of girl."
"What happens next?"
"Crunch point is midnight, darling! You either kiss him at
midnight, or you kiss me, and that'll determine how you spend
the next millennium. Getting your enormous tits out and fucking
footballers, or getting your insignificant little dick back."
There was a click and the line went dead.
"Who was that?" Tony asked as he exited the bathroom naked. I
couldn't take my eyes off his tool, hanging down thick and long.
My crotch was still feeling tense and I began to squirm. I knew
what fitted in it.
"Nobody." I replied, as I got up and walked towards him around
the bed.
"Stop there. Take off the dress." I reached down and lifted the
material over my head like a T-shirt. My tits flopped down
heavily and then my hair slipped through the dress and I dropped
it onto the floor. I held my tits to take some of the strain off
the top of my chest. Tony's cock began to grow and rise. I could
feel the hole between my legs almost growing in response and
crossed my legs tight in an effort to stop the sensation but it
was no good. He came towards me and gently pushed me backwards
until I fell onto the bed. Then he parted my legs, and guided
his cock into my wet hole. As my lips parted and slid around it
I gasped to feel his huge girth pushing me apart. He seemed to
enter me for an age before he slowly pulled back, and I began to
feel his full length stroking me inside and out. In moments each
thrust was beginning before the last ended, piling pleasurable
strokes on top of each other, and I could barely take a breath.
Then he stopped and left me empty and gaping, and I growled in
despair.
"You're addicted, aren't you, sweets? Now turn over and get that
ass in the air!" I knelt on the bed, my head low to rest my
breasts on the sheets, and he climbed on top of me. He slid
easily inside me and kept going until he shoved me forward from
inside. I couldn't believe how deep he felt inside me and pushed
back into his hips to get all of him inside me again. He obliged
repeatedly, filling me sensationally full. It wasn't like he was
stroking me now, but stuffing me, and the pleasure was
different, less intense, but likewise more entire, and I was
soon reaching back under myself to add the intensity that would
throw me over the edge. Without missing a stroke he caught my
hand, and grabbed the other one, holding them firmly against my
back and forcing my head down onto the bed. He then fucked me
fast and hard until I was crying from the abuse of my insides.
Then, with even more powerful strokes and almost twisting my
arms out of my shoulders he grunted and slammed his jism into
me. Slowly he backed out and rolled back onto the bed while I
slipped down flat to rest my cunt against the cool blanket. I
felt his juices begin to drip from my crack.
He rolled over and sat up on the edge of the bed. I felt his
hand sting my backside as he slapped it. "Get your dress on,
sweets. We've got to get back to that party. I slowly stood up,
wiping my eyes on the sheet. "You'd better use the bathroom." He
suggested. "You look like you've just been fucked by a master."
I trotted out on my heels, and looked in a mirror. There was
lipstick all around my mouth, mascara dripping down my face, and
my eyeshadow was smeared. I didn't know what to do. I washed
carefully around everything, trying to leave as much make-up in
place as possible. I needed to pee, so I sat down on the toilet
and let it all squirt out. I wiped myself with the paper and
felt the tissue soak up a load of slimy cum. I squeezed, and
more came out, and I tried to soak up as much as possible. I
really didn't want to drip on the car seats or anywhere else. I
found some talc, and padded some onto my crotch and under my
arms to try to soak up the perspiration before I started to
stink. Finally I headed back out and picked my dress up off the
floor. Tony was already dressed and finishing off a brandy he
must've taken from the mini-bar.
"Let's get you back for the show." He said as he got up and
opened the door. "It kicks off just after our midnight kiss.
You're so beautiful I want everyone to see us together before
they see what they're missing." As he led me back down to the
car I tried to think of a way to be away from him and with Sandy
by midnight. I certainly didn't want to be kissing him when the
chimes rang out.
He was very possessive. We got back to the club and his hand
stayed round my arm as he introduced me to his mates. They joked
about his luck with women and asked me if I could bring the rest
of the girls down after the show. There was a dawn party at the
hotel. I said I'd ask them. "I'll go now." I said to Tony.
"Just wait a couple of minutes, sweets. You can kiss me then
meet them on stage."
"What time is it?"
"Nearly midnight." Shit! I really had to move. I had no idea
where Sandy was and I had to kiss her at midnight.
"I need to use the ladies' room." I said.
"I'll help you get there." He escorted me to the door and waited
outside. I gave him a little smile as I went in. What was I
going to do? How could I avoid him. I sat on a toilet and
relieved myself then walked back into the crowd in front of the
mirrors.
"Nice dress you're nearly wearing!" A sarcastic comment from a
fat blonde, but it gave me an idea.
"Do you like Tony Eves?" I asked her.
"Ooh, he's gorgeous!" She cooed. There was a chorus of assent.
"He's just outside the door. If you lend me your jacket cause
it's cold waiting in here, I'll give you the midnight kiss with
him." She paused for a second, then slipped off her shiny red
PVC jacket and handed it to me. Lucky she was big so that I
could close it over my bust.
"Come on, girls!" She cried and charged out. I raised the collar
over most of my hair and joined the crowd following her out.
Tony was almost bowled over by them and I slipped past. He saw
me, but couldn't get through quickly enough before I disappeared
into the noise and light. I caught a glimpse of Kewsey and Gary.
Wouldn't it be fun to chat them up without letting them know who
I was? But I didn't know how long I had left to find Sandy, and
I didn't want to be caught kissing one of those two at midnight.
I wanted my body back so I wanted to kiss her. That's when I saw
her up on the stage. They were getting ready for the first strip
show of the new millennium.
The music went quiet. Everybody stopped dancing. I looked around
and saw everyone pairing off. The DJ's voice came over the
loudspeaker. "TEN!" I had to get up to that stage. I turned back
towards it.
"Nikki!" Tony was standing right in front of me! He reached out
for my head with his hand.
"NINE!" I ducked and shot sideways. He smiled and followed me as
I parallelled the stage.
"EIGHT!" I could see all the girls lined up. Sandy was right at
the front and middle. They were all wearing short, tight dresses
just like mine and shiny red jackets. They looked fantastic.
"SEVEN!" I headed for the stairs at the side of the stage.
"SIX!" There were two huge security guards right in front of the
stairs but there were lines of them in front of the stage. At
least I might get through just two.
"FIVE!" I got to the guards just as Tony caught my arm. He
pulled me back towards him.
"FOUR!" I wrenched my arm free in panic and sprinted between the
guards.
"THREE!" They closed behind me leaving Tony stranded and fuming.
I ran across the stage.
"TWO!" I reached Sandy and put my arms around her.
"ONE!" I placed my lips on hers and held her close.
"HAPPY NEW MILLENNIUM, EVERYBODY!"
I finally removed my lips from Sandy's and looked around at the
sound of the whole crowd cheering and clapping.
"PLEASE WELCOME ON TO THE STAGE THE NEWEST RECRUIT TO THE SPORT
GIRLS," cheered the DJ. The show was starting! I had to get off
the stage! "FROM RIGHT HERE IN THIS CLUB." Sandy held my arm and
prevented me from leaving. I gave a tug. "PLEASE GIVE A BIG
HAND, BECAUSE SHE'LL NEED ONE TO HELP HER WITH THAT FRONT, TO
MISS NIKKI DOWD!!" I wasn't strong enough to get away, and a
strange cold feeling was spreading over my body as the
announcer's words sank in. I put a hand on my chest and felt the
squidgy mounds of flesh that should have disappeared. "ISN'T SHE
WONDERFULLY ENDOWED!!!" He cried out, and the wolf whistles came
fast and thick. I looked at Sandy. She shrugged.
"You chose to join us at midnight." She whispered to me.
"I thought if I kissed you I'd change back!" I growled.
"I only said that who you kissed would determine how you spent
this millennium. Sorry for the misunderstanding." She smiled.
"AS IS TRADITIONAL WITH THE GIRLS," blasted out the announcer,
"NIKKI, CODENAMED TRIPLE-H, WILL MAKE HER SERVICES AVAILABLE FOR
THE REST OF THE EVENING TO THE HIGHEST BIDDER. THE AUCTION WILL
BEGIN RIGHT AFTER THE SHOW, SO YOU CAN SEE EXACTLY WHAT YOU'RE
BIDDING FOR!!"
The music started. "Just follow me." Said Sandy. "You have full
control of that body now, as that gift ended at midnight, so try
not to be too embarrassing."
"How about I just leave?"
"Tony's waiting for you. And without me you have no hope."
"Bitch!" I slid my feet carefully to a gap at the back of the
group. Suddenly these heels felt uncomfortably high and hard to
balance on. As if that was the greatest of my worries! How was
I going to get back to me, and what the hell was going to happen
before I could? Still, give thanks for small mercies - at least
I was going to get a chance to try sex out again, only this time
with the guy of my choice. Any guy of my choice, because let's
face it, I could have any guy I wanted.
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