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THE HUNGRY GAMES By Nikki Crosby I slowly pulled back on the bow as the wild turkey strutted into the clearing. I let out a soft breath and released the string. The arrow streaked home, impaling the tom right in the eye, dropping where it stood. "Holy shit!" exclaimed Jackson. "You nailed that fucker!" I just smiled as I started walking towards the now still bird. "Yeah, he's going to bring us a nice little profit today." At least something good would come from today. Today was reaping day. The day we all fear. The Capitol's annual dicking over of the districts. I mean really, we know we lost the war. What's the point of killing off kids every year? I guarantee that nobody in the districts would want to challenge the power of the Capitol. Every now and again we're required to view certain shows on the television. Seeing the impressive pictures of the Capitol and the absolutely crazy ways the citizens of the Capitol act is enough to know they have total power over us. But I guess the Games are just one more way to keep us down. In a normal year there is one boy and one girl selected from the available population of teenagers in each of the twelve districts. The "tributes" are then taken to the Capitol and forced to compete against each other in a fight to the death with the victor becoming something of a major celebrity. In some of the districts they actually train and volunteer for the right to compete for the glory. But in most districts, being chosen in the reaping is pretty much a death sentence. That's the way it's been in my home district, District Twelve. We haven't had a victor from here in my eighteen years. The last one was twenty-five years ago. His name is Hayward Bristlemaker. He's also been the district drunk since that time. That may be part of the reason Twelve has such a low success rate. He's also supposed to be the one that trains you for the Games and gets you sponsors. The sponsors are a very important part of the Games. If you are well liked, for whatever reasons, the sponsors will send you gifts while you're in game. They can be something as small as some bread or as big as medicine, but that can mean the difference between life and death in the Games. Jackson and I lined up with the boys on the north side of the square. The girls quietly shuffled to the south side. Up on stage, Ellie Basket, the Capitol representative for our district, quickly took to the stage. Her pink hair glowing in the midday sun as she began to speak. "Welcome to the annual Hungry Games drawing!" she said in her unmistakable Capitol accent. "And of course we must remember, this is also a Quarter Quell. Marking the fourth, twenty-five year cycle of the Hungry Games." She paused for dramatic effect but soon continued. "As you all know, every twenty five years, a fun twist is added to the Games to keep it interesting. And this year's special provision is that... Well, I'll keep that a secret until after we select the boy tribute." I thought that was a bit odd but whatever. I saw her had twirling around in the male bowl with everyone's name in it. I held my breath, if I could get past this year, I would be home free. Nineteen year olds are exempt if they started working and I already have a job lined up in the mines. Ellie's fingers snatched a card and she quickly pulled it out. "Russell Pierce," she read out loud. I could feel the air rushing from my mouth. A smile formed on my lips as that asswipe Russell got called. And that was it. I was done with the reaping and Games forever. Not having any family made it all the better. No one to worry about anymore. And as a bonus, Russell is an asshole. He's from one of the merchant families, basically one of the rich stuck up asshole that always gave me a hard time. Couldn't have happened to a nicer fucker, I thought. Soon a dumbstruck Russell was up on the stage. I was just waiting for Ellie to call the girl's name and then Jackson and I would head back and get hammered on the white lightning we got for the turkey. What a great day, I thought to myself. I watched as Ellie dipped her hand back into the same bowl. I wondered if they had switched bowls around when I was laughing about Russell and didn't notice. I didn't see another bowl which was really odd. Ellie looked at the piece of paper and began to speak again. "And here is the Quarter Quell requirement. Each district is to provide TWO male tributes to the Games." It barely registered to me what she was saying when she read off the name. "Nicholas Friedman." My name. The words reverberated in my head. How is that possible? I was in the clear. My breathing quickened and I felt the color drain from my face. I felt someone pull me from the crowd of boys and I numbly made my way to the stage. I stood onstage and gazed at the crowd in front of me as Ellie continued on about something. Soon she was done and we were being led from the stage into the Justice Building. Normally they would allow our family to have a short time to talk to the tribute, but I had no family so I just sat there in shock. Before I knew it, I was led to a car which whisked up to the train station. I boarded the train as the Capitol broadcast it live to the country. I'm sure I looked like shit but damn it, this was no fucking fair! I walked into the most elegant place I'd been in. I know it was just a train car but holy shit! The furniture surrounding the table was just amazing. And the table. It was covered with about every kind of food you could imagine. Since I've never been one to pass up food I immediately sat down and started stuffing myself. "Well I can't wait to finally get rid of your worthless ass," I heard from behind me. I turned to see that ass Russell grinning down at me. Being a rich kid that always had enough to eat, he towered above my small frame. I just ignored him and returned to eating. Russell left after he couldn't get a response and was soon replaced by Ellie. "Now dear, I know it was a bit of a shock but I want you to know that you will be well taken care of," she said. "You have nothing to worry about. You'll soon see the rest of the Quarter Quell requirements when we get to the Capitol." The way she said it made me a bit leery but I was already expected to die so what else could they really do to me? Suddenly I felt my head begin to spin. I tried to stand but just slumped over in my chair. The last thing I heard before succumbing was Ellie saying something about how nice she'll look. Then my world went black. I could feel the sheets before anything else. I lay there with my eyes closed as I felt the most luxurious cloth caress my skin. It almost felt like it was massaging my body. Whatever they knocked me out with was still messing with my mind. My body didn't feel like it was supposed to. With my eyes still closed, I slowly slipped a hand down along my side. My skin felt so soft. I've never had soft skin. Living off the streets and what I could hunt really doesn't bode well for your skin. But here I was with skin like a baby. My hand continued down to my stomach. Nothing new here, same tight belly so I moved my hand up. My eyes flew open when my hand encountered something that most definitely should not be there. I sat upright in my bed as my hand cupped what could only be a soft delicate breast. I dropped my head to look and found my vision partially obscured by long black hair. "What the fucking hell?" I whispered Not knowing what to do, I sat there unmoving for a couple minutes when the door to my room suddenly opened. Instinctually, I pulled the sheets up to cover my breasts as Ellie walked in. "Hello sweetie. I see the behavior training is working," she said as she looked over the way I was covering myself. "Now, I'm sure you have a lot of questions." "What the fuck is going on?" I said on the verge of tears. "Why do I look like this?" "Well that was the rest of the Quarter Quell requirements," Ellie said softly. "The Capitol was to transform one of the male tributes from each district into a female. And she must then compete as a female in the Games." "There has been some behavior modification to allow you to be more comfortable in your body," she continued. "But that's as far as it goes. We haven't changed you in any other way." I just sat there with a blank look on my face. Totally unable to digest everything she'd told me. "Well I hate to say it but we don't have all day sweetie. We need to get you in the next room so we can get you ready for the big reveal tonight!" she gushed. "No one outside of the Gamemakers knows about this yet. You'll be presented tonight in front of a national audience. It'll be so much fun!" I was soon pulled from the bed by some crazy looking woman and rushed into a changing room. I noticed there were no mirrors as she worked on my hair and I guess my makeup. After what seemed like an eternity of plucking, brushing and rubbing, I was taken from the changing room and whisked down the hall to the elevator. I was still not really comprehending what was going on as the elevator slid to a stop. One person gently took my elbow and led me down another hallway to another changing room. I still hadn't recovered from the shock of what was happening to me when a small man came into the room with an amazing dress. My first thought was that I'd love to see the hot chick that was wearing that. Then I realized that it was for me. They made me slip into the dress and did some final touchups as I heard what could only be a huge crowd roaring on the other side of the door. Someone told me to walk out to the X and wait there for the MC Flick Brockman. I braced myself for the great unknown as the door slid open and an attendant pushed me through. My immediate reaction was one of total shock. The huge crowd erupted in cheers as I gingerly made my way to the X. The roar of the crowd was swelling even louder as they got a good look at me on the huge screens positioned around the auditorium. I was able to navigate my way to my mark without even a wobble on my high heels. As I stood there taking it all in, I realized I could finally see what I looked like on one of the oversized monitors. The girl on the screen just stood there with her sexy mouth agape. Her lips were a perfect shade of red that just cried out to be kissed. Her long black hair was perfectly styled, framing a face that would make a man hard in seconds. My eyes travelled down her amazing body, down her elegant neck to her ample breasts. Ample might be a bit of an understatement as they were practically falling out of the lowcut dress. Farther down, her waist narrowed dramatically before reaching her supple hips, forming the perfect hourglass shape. Her legs were long and smooth. The second I saw this vision on the screen, I knew I'd do anything to have just a few minutes alone with her. When I slowly raised my hand to my mouth, the goddess on screen did the same as I was jolted back to reality. I was she and she was me. The spell finally broken, I nervously glanced around the stage and saw the other tributes staring at me. All the guys and most of the girls were eyefucking me hard. Then it hit me. All the girls on stage were in the same boat as me. They were all guys when they were picked at the reapings but now were transformed into girls. A quick once-over told me that clearly the more masculine the boy was before the transformation, the uglier the girls was. I guess the Capitol doctors can only do so much. My small five foot five one-hundred twenty pound frame and delicate features made me the ideal candidate for the transformation. I was a goddess and the other girls looked like they'd been beaten with the ugly stick. I felt someone position themselves next to me and glanced over to see Flick raising the microphone to talk. "Well! My stars! Look what we have here!" he shouted over the crowd. He started waving his hands to try and get them to settle down. "Well, well ,well. I believe there is no need to take a vote on the best looking tribute this year. Citizens of the Capitol, I give you Nikki Friedman!" This just started the crowd back up. I stood next to Flick for another five minutes before they settled down. "Now everyone, this is just a preview. A little something to whet you appetites for more later," Flick said to the still murmuring crowd. "We aren't going to see the tributes for a couple more days while they do their training and then we'll get to the interviews. So, until then. Have a beautiful evening!" An attendant suddenly was next to me again as I was escorted off the stage. The other tributes followed as we made our way to the elevator to take us to our floor. I tried to close the door before anyone else could get in but that ass Russell slipped in beside me. He quietly looked me up and down as the elevator rose. Finally he spoke. "I knew you were a fucking fag. All those stories I heard about you fucking some of the girls in the District really were about you getting dicked by your assbuddy Jackson," he sneered. "How fucking pathetic." Luckily the elevator doors opened before he had the chance to say anymore. I took off and ran down the hall to what I assumed was the bedrooms. I slipped into the first open one and slammed the door shut and locked it. I threw myself onto the bed as I realized this must be my room. It was pink and a quick look at the closet revealed very feminine clothes. I have to pull it together, I thought to myself. I didn't come this far to fall apart. I forced myself to sit up on the bed, my gorgeous dress bunched up around my waist. My heart started pounding as I took in the amazing sight of my smooth legs. I timidly reached down and touched my leg. This is the first chance I've had to really touch my new body. My skin felt so soft and smooth. A quick tingle raced up my thigh as I gently caressed my leg. Well I just as well get it over with, I thought. I reached behind me and tried to find a way out of this dress. Eventually I found a zipper and pulled it down. I took a deep breath as I stood in front of the mirror in my room and let the beautiful dress slowly slip down my body. The first thing I saw was my amazing breasts as the dress fell to the floor. My mouth silently fell open as I stared at them. Now I've seen quite a few boobs in my day but nothing as spectacular as what I was looking at now. I gently cupped them, feeling their weight as I softly bounced them up and down. My thumb accidently brushed one of my nipples and a soft moan quickly escaped from my lips. I could see that my nipples had stiffened and I gently bit my plump lip as I delicately tweaked them. There seemed to be a direct connection between my nipples and my new vagina as the tingling quickly moved down below. I have to stop this, I scolded myself. Reluctantly, I let go of my breasts and looked at the rest of my body. I was not disappointed as I took in the thin waist and toned abs. My hips, ass and vagina were covered in a very sexy pair of red silk panties. My legs looked just as toned as the rest of my body. At least it appeared that I'm in very good shape. Hopefully that will help me in the Games. Oh shit, the Games! I almost forgot why I had become a girl. What am I going to do? I didn't have much of a chance when I was a boy but now, well I'm as good as dead. I have to think. I went to the closet and found a pair of comfortable pants and a tank top that wasn't too tight. I sat down on the bed again to try to think. I absentmindedly turned on the television and was presented with a recap of the reveal. I couldn't believe the reactions that most of the tributes received. Most of the guys received the normal applause with some of the Career tributes getting a bit more. The real interesting part was the response to the transformed girls. The ones from the Career districts, wow, now they were some ugly bitches! A couple of the other ones didn't make too bad of girls. A bit homely looking but I'd probably still get in their pants. Well a week ago I would've. Then the last tribute came out. The girl from District 12. Me. My mouth dropped as the most gorgeous creature I'd ever seen slowly walked out onstage. The reaction of the crowd was amazing. The absolute crazed response was far above and beyond that of the previous tributes. The crowd absolutely adored her. The announcers couldn't get over themselves on how amazing she looked. They were going on about how she would have easily won the Miss Capitol contest, whatever that is. A smile slowly crept onto my lips. This was it. This is how I gain the advantage I need in the Games. The people of the Capitol clearly adore Nikki, so I have to play to the crowd. They see me as a sexy woman, so that's what I'll give them. If I can get enough of the right people on my side, I can get some good sponsors and maybe have a chance to get out of this alive. "So you finally get it sweetheart." I practically jumped out of my skin at the sound of the voice behind me. I quickly spun around and saw Hayward standing next to the bed. "What the fuck!" I screamed at my unexpected company. "Now we're going to have to work on that a bit," Hayward said through his goofy smile. "We can't have our sexy image spoiled by that rotten mouth of yours." "Where the hell have you been?" I asked the old drunk. "I thought you were supposed to be mentoring us." "Well, I figured this would be a typical year of the District 12 kids getting smoked but you, sweetheart, have given me a renewed sense of purpose." "God damn it, stop calling me sweetheart, you old fucking drunk!" I shot back. "I certainly can't call you by your given name anymore so that will have to do," he laughed. I took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it as Hayward watched me intently. It was starting to piss me off as I watched his eyes slowly take in my assets. I didn't like the attention he was giving me and was about to go off on him again when he spoke once more. "You're going to have to get used to it, Nikki. You have to realize that your most precious asset in the Games is going to be, well your assets." Hayward started laughing at his own little joke. I couldn't help it either as I started to giggle. Wow, he could be a dork. Oh shit, but I'm giggling. This behavior modification stuff seems to be working a bit too well. It did help quite a bit when I was walking in the high heels but seriously, giggling. "Now it's been a hell of a day for you sweetheart, so take one of these pills to help you sleep and we'll start your training tomorrow," Hayward said as he slipped a small white pill into my hand. "Fine," I snapped back as I downed the pill. "I can't wait to see how crappy I do with weapons in this body." I watched Hayward walk out the door as the pill did its job and sleep quickly overtook me. Thank god it was just a dream. I thought as I felt the warm sun on my face. That was the most bizarre nightmare I've ever had. The idea that I was a beautiful girl getting ready for the Hungry Games was just ludicrous. I was on my side and went to roll onto my stomach while I stretched when my chest stopped me from making it all the way to my belly. "Oh fuck," I said out loud as yesterday came flooding back to me. Speaking of flooding, I was feeling a very strong pressure on my bladder and knew that it was time to face the ultimate proof that I was no longer a man. I gently slipped from the bed and moved silently to the bathroom. I stood there for a couple seconds, standing in front of the toilet before sighing. I turned around and pulled down my pants along with the sexy red panties I was still wearing from yesterday. I sat down and tried to totally ignore what I was doing. It must have worked because I was quickly done and had even dried myself without even thinking about it. I stood and figured I better get myself ready for the day so I turned on the shower and quickly slipped out of my clothes. The shower turned out to be a very interesting way to start my day. Normally in the district, I'd get a bath every week or so but this was amazing. All the hot water I wanted, spraying all over my body. I was getting very relaxed in the shower as I started rubbing the body wash on my soft skin. I took the opportunity to get a better look at myself down below. As I touched the skin above my vagina, I realized I was totally hairless. And I do mean totally. My hand continued down and was soon resting right at my vagina. I jumped as I heard a pounding on my room door. "Hurry up sweetheart! You're going to be late!" "Fucking Hayward!" I whispered under my breath. I quickly got out of the shower and dried my hair. Now that was a feat in itself but I did it like I'd done it all my life. I figured I needed to do something with it to keep it out of my way so with little effort, my fingers braided it right up. I went out into the bedroom and noticed that there was clothing already laid out for me. Just simple brown pants with a matching green top. Nothing too exciting. I picked them up when I noticed what was underneath them. I sighed as my fingers slipped along the red silky material of a matching bra and panty. I guess they really want me to keep up the red theme. I took a deep breath and exhaled lightly as I stepped into the panties and wrapped the bra around my chest, cradling my soft breasts. I looked in the mirror and was again astonished at the sight of a gorgeous girl looking right back at me. I heard voices in the hallway so I quickly put on the pants and shirt and stepped out. And almost right into the arms of Russell. "Hey slut. Give me a minute and I'll get you all warmed up," he said with a sneer. "Fuck off asshole," I shot right back as I pushed him away. "Get the fuck away from me." I quickly made it to the dining room and sat down to eat. Joining us at the table was Hayward and Ellie. Hayward gave me a funny look as Ellie started right in. "Now, today is your training day. You'll be taken to the lower level of this building and there you'll receive instruction from expert trainers in a variety of skills." "Yeah, you'll want to make sure you hit as many as you can," Hayward interjected. "Concentrating on the things that will keep you alive such as knowing what plants you can eat and how to camouflage yourself." "So, what are your hidden talents?" Hayward continued. "What skill do you possess that will impress the Gamemakers? You know you need to have something special to get a good rating." "I've taken lessons with a sword. Just something of a hobby," Russell smirked. "I'm not too bad with a spear either. Of course our slut Nikki here takes it up the ass like a champ!" Before anyone could react, I jumped up, swiping a knife off the table and had it at Russell's throat. "One more word motherfucker. Please say one more word," I whispered into his ear. Suddenly I was being pulled off the asshole. I flipped Russell the bird as Hayward deposited me back into my seat. I smiled a little as I saw a bright red dot forming on his neck where the knife had been. "Well I guess you're ok with a knife sweetheart," laughed Hayward. "I believe you also know your way around a bow too." "Yeah, I do alright." It was pretty quiet for the rest of breakfast. I soon found myself in the elevator gliding down to the training area below the tower. I was able to beat Russell to the elevator and smiled at him as the door closed before he could get on. The training area was pretty impressive. There were a multitude of stations set up around the area that would help a tribute in the Games. I eyed the weapons area before I made my way over to the plant station. I could see the male tribute from District One, I think his name was Rex, staring me down. He looked like someone I wouldn't want to be caught in a dark alleyway with. Even when I was a guy. I just shook my head as he licked his lips before he chucked a spear right into the chest cavity of a dummy. My body gave an involuntary shiver as I turned to the plants. The lady at the plant station was actually very nice and I quickly expanded my knowledge of the plants that might be popping up in the arena during the games. I looked up from my lesson to see that Russell has shown up and was talking to Rex. I noticed they kept glancing over my way but I tried to just ignore them. I looked around the arena, trying to size up my competition. Most of the guys were all in the weapons area. They all seemed to be getting along pretty well. The transformed girls, on the other hand, were keeping to themselves. A couple of them were in the weapons area as well. I think they were from Districts One and Two. They must've been pretty ugly as guys since they were hideous as women. I almost started laughing at them until I saw them handle their weapons. They didn't appear to have lost anything in the transformation as they whipped around their short swords. Hopefully I'll be in the same boat with the bow but no way am I going to show anyone here what I can do. I want them to think I'm anything more than a pretty face. I chuckled at that thought. Oh how far I've come in a few days. The sexy vixen thing is going to carry me a long ways with the sponsors but I'm going to have to score really well during the individual evaluations to ensure I have them lined up. But as far as the goons in the arena are concerned, I have no survival skills. Hopefully Russell isn't going to blab too much but he's only vaguely aware of what I'm capable of. While I was sitting there thinking about all of this, I was joined by a girl at the plant station. I think she's from District 10. Now that I'm getting a good look at her, she is pretty cute. Her long blonde hair really stood out but what really struck me is how happy she looked. She noticed me looking and gave me a shy smile. "Hi. My name is Libby," she said softly. "I'm from District 10." "Nice to meet you, Libby," I replied as I offered my hand. "Nikki, District 12." "So Nikki. How do you like being a girl?" she asked. She really didn't waste any time getting right down to it. "Well, I guess it's not too bad. It definitely could be worse. Especially if I looked like one of the District 1 or 2 girls!" Libby started giggling as she glanced over at the Amazons. She had the cutest smile. "I know it! But you. All I can say is wow. You are absolutely gorgeous!" "Oh come on Libby. You're not so shabby yourself." I found it very easy to talk to Libby. She seemed to be so confident in herself as a girl. It was really kind of refreshing as I found myself engaged in what could only be described as girl talk. When the whistle blew for lunch, Libby and I walked into the cafeteria together and past the table full of career tributes. It was the usually districts with one notable addition. Russell seemed to have weaseled his way into the group as well. "Look at the fucking dikes!" I heard as we walked by. I glared back at the table and saw them all laughing and slapping Russell on the back like he's a fucking comedian. We just kept on walking and got our lunch and sat down at a table by ourselves. "Nikki, I have to tell you something," Libby whispered. "Please don't tell anyone though. I'm embarrassed enough as it is." I just laughed. "Libby, we were guys that were transformed into girls. I don't think anything you tell me will be embarrassing." "I guess that's true," she said softly. "I was so scared when I was drawn. I know I don't really have any skills that will keep me alive and I'd pretty much accepted that I'd be killed. But when I woke up the other day and found they had changed me into a girl. Well, it made it all worthwhile." I just looked at her as she continued. "I hated being a guy. I never felt that I fit in anywhere and found myself dreaming about being a girl. It's not that girls get anything special in the district but I just always had a strong feeling that I wasn't supposed to be a boy." I wasn't sure what to say. I'd never heard of this before. "Wow, Libby. That must've been pretty hard on you." "It was. But then I woke up as a girl. I was so overjoyed I think the attendants thought I'd gone mad or something. Just being able to be a girl for this short amount of time has been an answer to my prayers. In fact, I don't care if I do get killed in the arena. It'll be worth it to be myself for even a few days." "Libby, that's wonderful but I don't want you to give up too soon. I saw how you were with the edible plants and how easily you were able to get a fire going, even with the wet wood. You may not have the weapons skills but you definitely have an advantage when it comes to the environment," I said to her. I pondered her for a minute before I spoke again. "You know, the other tributes are going to be making alliances. Why don't we team up and see what kind of damage we can do?" I was a bit surprised when a small tear formed in the corner of her eye. I was really shocked when she reached over and gave me a hug. I was reminded of my current situation when I felt our breasts mashing together. I found myself giving her a little hug back and quickly disengaging. Lunch finished not long after that. Libby seemed to be in a great mood as we worked our way around the other stations in the arena. We really tried to focus on stations which would help us with the environment. We also tried to keep away from the Careers as much as possible. Of course we did catch some shit from them from time to time but it didn't bother me at all. Before I knew it, it was time for us to head back to our rooms. I ended up in the elevator alone with Russell. He was giving me a funny look. I followed his eyes as they ran up and down my body. "What's going on baby," I asked in my most sexy voice. "Like what you see?" "Ahh fuck you, Nikki," he stammered. He didn't say anything else and we quickly separated once we got to our floor. Hayward was waiting for me as I entered our suite of rooms. "So how was it?" "Not too bad. I tried to do what you said and hit the survival type stations," I said as I stretched, raising my arms in the air over my head and thrusting my chest out. I glanced at Hayward when he didn't say anything and saw that he was staring right at my breasts. Which were stretching my shirt to the max. "Hey asshole!" I yelled as I grabbed an apple and threw it at him. He just started laughing as he caught my weak throw and took a big bite out of it. "Now sweetheart, if you can just make sure you do that every five minutes once the Games start, you'll have all the sponsors you'll ever need!" I stormed from the room, throwing a "Fuck off Hayward" over my shoulder as I left. I was pretty exhausted from the day and didn't want to have anyone talking to me so I told them I wanted to take my dinner in my room. I was asleep before I really had a chance to reflect on the day. But that was probably a good thing. I slowly came out of my sleep the next morning. I glanced around the room and realized it was pretty early. Well I'd always been an early riser so maybe at least that is getting back to normal. I lay in my soft bed, the silky sheets gently wrapped around my body as I just thought about everything that was happening. Sure I was in a pretty shitty situation but there was no way I was going to back down from this. If I'm going to be stuck like this, I'm going to still do everything in my power to win this. The more I thought about it, the more confidence I was gaining. I had realized yesterday that the conditioning they provided has actually given me even better balance than I had before. My movements seemed to be more fluid and while I was pretty quiet before, I felt that I could be absolutely silent when moving around a forest now. I did have some loss of strength but that shouldn't be too bad. I don't plan on going toe to toe with anyone. I'm going to have to get my hands on a bow and do my work from a distance. I know that I've always been pretty smart and a quick thinker so that will work for me too. After my little pep talk to myself I was feeling pretty good. I had at least another hour before I had to be up so I was in no hurry to jump out of my warm bed. I couldn't help but notice that I wasn't wearing a shirt when I felt my nipples rubbing against the smooth sheets. I normally, well normally when I was a guy, didn't wear a shirt to bed so I must've taken it off out of habit last night before I crashed. I moved slightly and let out a quiet gasp as my nipples stiffened against the cool sheet. I softly bit my lip as my hand slowly slipped its way up my side. My fingers gently brushed against the side of my breasts as they worked their way over to my hard nipples. My heart was racing as the tip of my finger gently circled my now engorged nipple. I closed my eyes as my fingers softly rolled my nipple between them. A soft moan slipped from my lips as the most amazing feeling radiated from my breasts. My body was getting hot as my other hand slowly traced its way down my tight belly. My left hand continued to manipulate my stiff nipple while my right hand found the edge of my red silk panties. Seemingly on their own, my fingers slipped beneath the elastic and worked their way farther down. My body felt like it was on fire when my fingers brushed against my swollen clitoris for the first time. I'd been avoiding this part of my body but all my mind could think of right now was to find a release for all the pressure that was building. I slipped my fingers down another inch and found a very moist slit. I easily slipped one finger into my slick vagina while my thumb rubbed on my clit. My finger was quickly joined by a second as I probed my vagina. As my right hand manipulated my clit and vagina, my left was tweaking my swollen nipples. I could feel a strong pressure building in me. It seemed to be radiating throughout my body spreading quickly from my breasts and vagina all the way out to my fingers and toes. My fingers started to quicken their pace as I felt a sudden surge in me. It felt as though my body was exploding with pleasure as I felt my vagina tighten around my fingers. It seemed like a dream as I heard a girl's voice in the unmistakable throws of passion. I'd heard that sound before when I was a guy. It only happened when the girl I was with was having an amazing orgasm. I suddenly realized that it was me that was having the amazing orgasm. The pleasure was almost overwhelming I squeezed my legs together, trapping my fingers even tighter in my vagina. Gradually, I could feel my body relaxing as the orgasm subsided. My breathing was starting to return to normal as I lay there in the afterglow of what I could only describe as the most amazing experience I'd ever had. I suddenly shot up in bed as I realized what I'd just done. A wave of shame came over me and I could feel tears forming in my eyes. "Oh damn it," I thought. "What am I doing? I'm losing myself in this. I can't enjoy this. I need to keep my head or there's no way I'm going to make it out of this. I want to be a guy again." I sat there and wondered about everything that had happened. I thought about Libby and how, even though she knows she's going to die soon, she is as happy as she's ever been. I tried to tell myself that what I was doing was normal and that I'm just reacting to my body. I just had the most amazing experience I'd ever had but I just couldn't face being a girl forever. "Damn it Nikki! You need to get your shit together or you won't have to worry about it for long!" I told myself out loud. "Now get your ass out of bed and get ready for this shit again." The table was laid out with our breakfast as I slowly sat down. Hayward was there as well as Ellie. Luckily there was no sign of that asshole Russell. I grabbed a roll and slowly spread some honey butter on it when Ellie started to tell some story about how the Capitol is reacting to the Games. Apparently I'm quite the talk of the town. She rambled on for a while but I pretty much ignored her as I focused on my breakfast. "Hey Sweetheart, are you in there?" I jerked my head up and realized Hayward and Ellie were both staring at me. "What? I didn't hear you," I stammered. "You really need to pay attention to this. Did you hear anything that Ellie was just saying?" "Not really. I was kind of busy with breakfast." "Oh so sorry to interrupt your breakfast with this information that might save your sorry ass," Hayward snarled. "What Ellie was saying was that the Capitol likes you. I mean really really likes you." "So, big deal." "Wow you just don't get it do you, Sweetheart," Hayward stared at me, waiting for my attention before he carried on. "Look, if they like you now, you have to play it up." I just looked at him like he was crazy. "OK, let me spell it out for you. They like you, you get sponsors. They really like you, you get better sponsors. If they really really like you, you get the best sponsors. I've told you before that is the key to the Games. The sponsors are the ones that get you through this alive." "OK, OK, I get it," I grumbled. "So what am I supposed to do about it?" "Well you need to do very well with your interview," Ellie chimed in. "That is tomorrow night. If you dazzle them with that, you'll really have them eating out of your hand." "How am I going to dazzle them?" "I think the best way to do that is to show them how much of a lady you are. We need you to be everyone's younger sister or daughter," Ellie thought out loud. "Hmmm, we could maybe go the other way to and try to make you the sexy one. The one all of them want to be with." I almost choked on my orange juice when she said that. "Well, let me think about it for a bit," she said as she gave me a sly smile. I really didn't like where this is going but I really didn't have any choice. "I gotta get going," I mumbled as I got up from the table. "I want to get a good start with the training today." "Alright, I think Russell is already down there," Hayward said. "He's pretty much ignoring me and spending a lot of time with the Careers. You need to keep an eye out for him Sweetheart." I just rolled my eyes at the Sweetheart tag. "Yeah, I will. See you guys later," I said as I made my way to the elevator. It was a pretty much like the day before at the training. I stayed away from the weapons and just worked on my survival skills. Libby was my constant companion during the day. We were working on camouflage when she started whispering to me. "Nikki, so how are you handling it as a girl? I know I've talked about how much it means to me but I've been pretty rude and haven't really found out how you're dealing with it." "Well, it was pretty weird at first but the conditioning has made it a lot easier to adjust." Libby looked at me with a sly smile. "So have you, ummm, had a chance to try things out?" "What are you talking about?" She just looked at me with that smile and cocked an eyebrow as it hit me what she meant. I could feel my face getting flush as I stammered a quick "No!" "Right, I almost believe you!" she laughed. "I know you know what I'm talking about! All I can tell you that I'm surprised I can get up in the morning. I haven't exactly been getting a lot of sleep!" We both started giggling which led to an outright breakdown laughing attack. I realized we probably looked like a couple of crazy teenage girls but at this point I didn't care. They can all fuck off. We soon broke for lunch after that, making sure we stayed away from any of the other Tributes. I was amazed at how easy it was to talk to Libby. But every time I thought that we could be good friends I would remember that in a few days one or both of us would be dead. These Capitol asswipes really know how to kill a good day. I returned to the apartment after what I felt was a pretty successful day of training. I hadn't done any weapons training but I was pretty secure in the survival knowledge that I'd picked up. Plus it was fun hanging out with Libby. Hayward was waiting when I walked into the apartment. Russell was there too, sitting at the table talking with Hayward. I caught the last part of him telling Hayward about how I was turning into a dike and that he didn't think I was going to last long at all. He clearly had been trying to talk himself up as the one from District 12 that had a chance to win. Russell, even though he's a dipshit, realizes as well as I do, that sponsors are the key. He obviously wants Hayward to put his time into him and leave me out in the cold. I just walked right by them and went to my room. I made sure to lock the door and tried to review the things that I'd learned earlier. I wasn't going to let that asshole dictate how I feel or how I prepare for the Games. I don't care if he's in with the Careers, I'm going to try my hardest to wipe that smartass grin off his face. After about an hour I felt it would be safe to head back out and have something to eat. Hayward was still at the table but luckily Russell had gone back to whatever hole he came from. "I was wondering if you were going to show up, Sweetheart." "I was just waiting for the stench to clear so I could eat," I laughed. "You're not seriously thinking about backing up that dick are you?" "I actually have a responsibility to both of you. Right now I couldn't tell you who I thought had a better chance of winning. A lot of that is going to be decided tomorrow after your rankings and interview." I'd forgotten all about that. I knew I'd have to play their little game with the rankings and interview. "Does that really make that much of a difference? I mean doesn't it matter most how you perform once you get in the Arena?" "Well that's part of it but sponsors will jump on board a lot faster if you have good scores and interviews," Hayward said as he popped a grape into his mouth. "So you better not let that temper of yours get out of hand. And you need to talk to Ellie about how she wants you to play at the interview." I looked down and picked at my food as I let that process. I know that I have a bit of a temper but to think that it might be the reason I don't get sponsors is just unacceptable. "Alright Hayward, I'll do it your way. What do you want me to do?" He leaned back in his chair and studied me carefully. "Well that's a bit better. Obviously for the evaluation, you have to shoot a bow. But just hitting bullseyes isn't going to be enough. You're going to have to do something that will get their attention. As far as the interview goes... Well," I could see Hayward's face get a little red before he continued. "I'm going to have to go with Ellie's idea. You're far and away the best looking Tribute so I think we need to go down that road." "What does that mean?" I asked, full well knowing what was coming. "You know. You're going to be the flirty, sexy one. I know it's really not your nature but that's going to go a long ways to getting sponsors." "Shit," was all I could think. "Ellie is waiting for you in the other room. I think that she wants to get into girlie stuff with you." Hayward said laughing. I just got up and stormed off. I wanted to go back to my room but knew I had to pull my shit together if I wanted to get the sponsors. I felt that I was prostituting myself for their gifts but I really did want to get out of this alive. Ellie was waiting for me with a big smile. "Well my dear, now we can start having a little fun!" she giggled. I just groaned as she started in on how to be a fun, flirty girl. Two hours later, I walked out of the room with my head spinning. I couldn't believe that things that girls actually think about when they are trying to get attention. At least I now understood what the girls that I'd known were thinking when they did some very strange things. I lay down on my bed and tried to go over everything Ellie just showed me. Facial expressions, head tilt, smiling eyes, different inflections when I talk, how I position my body, when to bat my eyelashes and on and on. At least I felt exhausted enough that I fell to sleep after about five minutes. The next morning I woke up feeling pretty good about myself, well except for the fact I was still a girl. I briefly thought about repeating my fun from yesterday morning but thought I better take care of my growling stomach. I made my way out to the dining room and saw that nobody else was up yet. I quietly ate a light breakfast and made my way back to my room. I walked into the bathroom and started up the shower and waited until the steam was really going before I stripped out of my clothes. I looked at myself in the mirror and felt a slight tingle between my legs. I can't believe that I turn myself on like this. I slipped into the shower and relished the relaxing feeling of the hot water cascading over my body. I grabbed a bottle off the shelf in the shower and squeezed the lovely scented body wash onto a soft washcloth. I slowly scrubbed myself as the tingling that I felt earlier returned. My hands rubbed the body wash onto my breasts as my nipples stiffened. My right hand slowly slipped the washcloth down my body as my left continued to manipulate my nipple. A slight moan escaped my lips as the washcloth came into contact with my tingling clitoris. I continued to gently rub my clit as a warmth spread throughout my body. I leaned into the stream of water as it washed over my heated body, a suddenly convulsion racked my form as I experienced my second orgasm as a woman. I could vaguely hear the unmistakable sounds of a woman in the throes of passion, her sexy moans causing me to rub harder against my clit as the orgasm continued to rack my body. I slowly slipped to the floor of the shower as I found my legs no longer had the energy to hold my lean form upright. The hot water continued to wash over my weakened body as I enjoyed the warm afterglow of my orgasm. I was able to gradually make it to my feet again and finish my shower. I was learning that this was a pretty good way to start off my day. Two hours later I found myself sitting just outside the training arena. All the other Tributes had worked their way into the individual evaluations except for me and Russell. I was dreading having to sit with him while we waited. I knew he had just been chomping at the bit to get me alone and sure enough he started right in. "So slut, how do you want me to kill you? You know that's what's going to happen. I've gotten myself into a pretty good group and you're priority number one." "Fuck off Russell, you have no idea what you're getting into with those Careers. I'll be surprised if they don't just kill you right off the bat so they don't have to see your ugly face." "Oh really?" he laughed. "I guess you've been checking me out! I always knew you were a fucking fag. I tell you what. I'll let you suck my cock before I kill you, just pretend that I'm your loverboy Jackson!" I quickly stood and was just about to punch the dick in his face when Russell got the call that it was his turn. He laughed as he marched into the arena, pretending that he was holding a head that was sucking his dick. "Damn it, Nikki," I told myself. "He's just trying to get in your head. Stay focused and keep your head." I kept running through my head what I was going to do when it was my turn but I still couldn't come up with anything good. Soon they were calling me in. I tried to calm myself as I made that long walk into the arena. I walked in and found the Gamekeepers milling about on a balcony overlooking the arena floor. There were all the weapons and tools that we'd been using the past couple of days set up in various places. I walked up to the balcony and presented myself. "Nikki Friedman," I said loudly. This barely got any kind of response from them so I just went over to where the bow and arrows were. I got a good look at the bow and was quite impressed with it. I'd always used a wooden bow and arrows but this was made from some kind of alloy. The bow was already strung so I grabbed one of the arrows and took aim at the target dummy about 15 yards away. I loosed the arrow, watching it as it missed the mark, barely hitting the dummy in the shoulder. This bow was going to take a little getting used to but I wasn't feeling too bad about it when I turned and looked at the Gamekeepers. The few that had shown a little interest were now not even looking as some kind of food was brought in. I felt my face getting red as my temper started to boil. The Gamekeepers were all laughing at what was brought in. I'm not sure what it was supposed to be but the way the sausage was arranged made it look like it was a large penis. One of them picked it up and was acting like he was going to give it a blowjob while he made some smartass remark about the Tributes getting turned into girls. I couldn't take it and quickly took another arrow and let it fly. The sudden silence was overwhelming. All you could hear was the arrow quivering in the wall behind the Gamekeeper with the sausage neatly hanging from it. The Gamekeeper that had just a second earlier been pretending with the sausage was now white as a ghost. They all were staring at me and you could hear a pin drop as I curtsied. "Thank you for your consideration," I said. Then I quickly walked out of there, wondering how long it was going to be before a guard came to get me. I quickly made my way to the elevator and up to my apartment. Hayward was there and was about to ask me a question when he saw the look on my face. "Oh shit, what did you do?" "Nothing," I stammered as a quickly passed him. "I'm going to take a nap." I made it to my room before he could say anything else. I lay down on the bed and couldn't get the thought out of my head that I'd ruined any chance that I might have had. I felt like crying but I wasn't going to give them the satisfaction of letting my girlie emotions get the best of me. I lay there for a while and eventually fell asleep. I was roused by a quiet knock on the door. "Come in," I said as I stretched Ellie opened the door and slowly walked to my bed. She sat on the edge of it and gave me a pretty serious look. "Nikki, I don't know what you did in the evaluations but you have definitely generated a lot of buzz. What you do in the evaluations are secret but there are a lot of rumors. I haven't been able to figure out if it's good or bad though." "I'm going with bad," I said quietly. "It really didn't go like I wanted and I let my temper get the best of me. I guess at least I didn't hurt anyone, but I don' think they were too pleased with me." "Well we'll worry about that later. Right now we have to get you ready for the interviews. Now you remember everything from last night right?" I slowly pulled myself upright in the bed. "Yeah, I do. Ellie I do want to thank you for your help with all of this. I really don't want to disappoint you and I'm afraid that what happened in the evaluations might make you look bad. I promise I'll do my best for you tonight." I was surprised when I saw a tear forming in the corner of her eye. She blinked it away and with a huge smile leaned over and gave me a big hug. I was surprised by this but returned it, hugging her tightly. She released our embrace and stood. "Now young lady, we need to get you ready for tonight. And believe me, it's going to take a while." She then bent over and whispered to me. "But it's going to be fun." I was quickly whisked back to the room I was in the first night. The same group of crazy looking women went to work on me again. They talked constantly, with most of the conversation focused on how much the people of the Capitol liked me. I was surprised to hear how taken the people were with me. I felt my heart racing as I though how I can't blow it tonight. I closed my eyes and took some deep breaths as I tried to concentrate on relaxing. It seemed like forever before they were done. When they finished, the same small man came in with another gorgeous dress. It was a fiery red, floor-length gown with glittering jewels all over it. When the light hit it, it looked like a mirror ball with all the reflections. I'm going to look dazzling on stage. I looked at myself and realized that the front neckline plunged down between my breasts almost to my bellybutton. I took a little step and found that the slit in the dress ran all the way up my thigh. I was an absolute vision. Youthful, sexy, flirty, sultry... any adjective that you could think of to describe the most amazing woman you'd ever seen, that was me. I couldn't get over it and gave the small man a gentle smile. "Thank you. I've never seen anything so amazing" I was of course was referring to the dress. "Yes, yes you are," he quietly said back. Clearly referring to me. I didn't have much time to stand there admiring myself. I was quickly rushed down the hallway and down the elevator again. I caught a look at my reflection in the elevator and was amazed at the stunning vision I'd become. Soon we were back in the room just outside the stadium where they were doing the interviews. "Ok Nikki," an assistant said. "Just like last time. Go to the X and wait for Flick. He'll come over to get you for the interview. Just follow his lead." I nodded my head and took in a deep breath. The crowd was roaring as I slowly exhaled. The assistant pulled back the curtain and said go. I didn't hesitate as I glided out onto the stage. I gracefully walked over to my spot on my six inch heels. I could see the crowd standing as I stopped on the X. I smiled like Ellie had taught me and found myself waving at the crowd. It was the little hand wave that Ellie showed me the night before. It clearly was working as the crowd got even louder. It felt like an eternity before I felt Flick's hand on my elbow. I took his arm and followed him over to the comfortable looking chairs in the center of the stage. I could see the other Tributes on stage. The guys of course all looked like guys normally do but the girls were another story. The ugly Career girls, I'm not sure what they were trying to do but it definitely didn't work. They looked as ugly as ever but the rest of the girls actually looked very nice. I smiled at Libby as she mouthed a "wow" at me. I stood in front of the chairs for a moment as Flick tried to get the crowd to quiet down. He was able to get the cheering to subside enough to start talking. "And Nikki Friedman," he said as he looked me up and down. "What do we have here?" "Oh just a little something I threw on for tonight," I giggled. "Would you like to see it?" The crowd roared again as I slowly twirled, the light catching the jewels, reflecting little rainbows around the stadium. I glanced down as I spun and could see the slit revealing quite a bit of my leg. "Wow," I thought. "This is a fucking sexy dress." After a couple revolutions, I stopped and gave the crowd a little curtsy. "Oh my," Flick exclaimed as he took his handkerchief and dabbed some sweat from his forehead. "Please have a seat Nikki." I moved over to the chair and smoothed the back of my gown before I gracefully took a seat. I found myself crossing my legs at the knee, the slit in the gown falling open and baring my leg for the crowd. "Well, Nikki, how have you been doing?" "Oh Flick," I said as I smiled brightly. "I've been wonderful! These have to have been the best three days of my life!" I kept lying through my teeth as I continued. "The people in the Capitol have been just amazing. I've never felt so welcomed anywhere. I can definitely see how the Capitol has earned its reputation!" As soon as I said it I hoped they thought that was a compliment and not the jab I had been thinking. I mean the reputation of the Capitol in the Districts is horrible. But I kept up the silly smile as everyone applauded madly. "So Nikki," Flick continued with a serious look on his face. "What does your family think of your selection?" I almost laughed at the stupidity of the question. I mean, what would a family think of their child being selected to be killed? But I just returned his look with one of sorrow. "Umm, Flick," I kind of stammered as I pretended to blink away a tear. "I don't have any family. My father was killed in a mine explosion a few years ago and my mother died not long after. I think of a broken heart." "Oh my," he said as he reached over to take my hand. "I'm so sorry to hear that. Do you have anyone back home rooting for you?" "I do have a very good friend at home that I'm sure would like to see me return," I said as my smile returned. "And I know that all of the wonderful District 12 will be rooting for me as well." "Ah yes! There's the spirit! The District has to be very proud of you! So what do you find you like the best about the Capitol?" "Well, Flick," I said as I gently touched his arm. "The people I've met are just amazing but the food is just to die for! I don't know how I was able to fit into the amazing gown!" As I said that, I stood again and lifted my arms so everyone could get another look at the gown, and my gorgeous body. The crowd erupted again as I gently sat back down. I couldn't help myself as a giggle escaped my lips. I couldn't believe how easy it was to get them going. "Well, umm. So what would be your favorite food so far?" Flick asked. I looked at him and could see that he was getting a little flushed around his ears. I thought that was odd since he was always so composed when I'd seen him in the past. Before I responded, I glanced down a bit and noticed that he had a large bulge in his pants that wasn't there when we sat down. I started giggling again at the prospect of me causing the MC to get an erection in the middle of his show. "I'd have to say that just a biscuit covered in that wonderful honey butter is about the best thing I've ever had!" I said as I slowly ran my tongue over my plump lips. I could see the red creeping up Flick's neck now as he paused for a second, trying to regain his composure. "So, umm, I think we had better get to the scores," he stammered as he directed everyone's attention to a screen behind him. The screen had the scored of all the other Tributes. Not surprisingly the first couple Districts had high scores with Rex having an 8 out of 10. That dipshit Russell did pretty well with a 6. I was a little disappointed that Libby only had a 3, clearly they don't score on personality. Thinking back to my evaluation, I'd be happy if I did as well as Libby. "Ok, Nikki, you can see the other's scores. How do you think you did?" Flick asked. The way he was looking at me, I think he might have an idea of what happened in my evaluation. "Well I was pretty nervous so I hope I didn't do anything too rash," I said with a cute laugh. Flick just smiled at me as he looked back to the screen. "Ok, and here is Nikki Friedman's score... Oh my! A 9!" I was just shocked at that score. The crowd had erupted with an even bigger roar. I glanced over and Libby was clapping wildly as the other Tributes just glared at me. Russell looked like he wanted to kill me right there on stage. Flick grasped my hands and gently helped me to my feet. I gracefully waived at the crowd as they continued to go crazy for me. I turned to Flick and was surprised when he gave me a hug. What was even more surprising was the when I felt his hard cock pressing against me. "Nikki, you've been wonderful. I know I'll be rooting for you," he said with a wink. I didn't know what to say. Luckily the assistants came out and rushed the Tributes from the stage. We were all ushered into a large room where we were able to talk to each other for a few minutes. Libby came running up to me and gave me a big hug. "Oh my you look amazing! That dress is just to die for and you fill it out just right!" she laughed. "I thought you were going to give Flick a heart attack!" "Thanks Libby, you look amazing yourself." She really did. If we were back home, I wouldn't have to think twice about dating her. She is just a perfect girl. "How did you get a 9?" she went on. "I've never seen anyone get a nine." "Oh you know, I just flashed them my tits and they loved it!" We both fell into a giggling fit that had to look absolutely crazy to the other Tributes. I could feel their eyes boring in on me. I'd made some pretty serious enemies and they'll really be gunning for me after that nine. The assistants quickly broke up our get together as they reminded us that we needed to be up early for the Games tomorrow. That quickly put a damper on everyone's attitude. I gave Libby another hug and told her I'd see her tomorrow. I quickly turned before she could see the look on my face. I knew that she wasn't going to last too long but I was going to do whatever I could to help my friend. Everyone slowly worked their way to their elevators. I looked around and didn't see Russell so I quickly jumped in. Right as the door was closing an arm snaked in and stopped the door. The asshole himself slipped in, standing right in front of me as the door closed. I felt the elevator move as he stared at me. "So, faggot," he started. "You looked like a complete slut out there tonight. I know what you're trying to do but don't worry. Everyone is gunning for you. I doubt you make it out of the opening melee." I didn't say anything, hoping the elevator would hurry up. "Since you're not going to last long tomorrow, I might have to break you in tonight, slut," he said as he grabbed my arms. I didn't realize how much stronger he was now. I tried to fight back but he was too strong. Russell pulled one of my arms around my back as he spun me around. He pushed me into the back of the elevator and pressed his body against mine. I could feel his hard cock pushing against the back of my gown. I was struggling but all this did was cause my ass to rub harder against his crotch. "Oh I see you like that you slut. You'll like this even more." I felt him grab both of my wrists with one hand as his other hand worked its way around to my chest. He slipped his hand into the low cut neckline of my gown and quickly found my soft breast. His fingers quickly started pinching at my nipple causing me to let out a soft gasp. He continued to gyrate against my ass and I could feel my heart racing as I squirmed around trying to get away. He was obviously enjoying himself and I could feel his hand start to move lower, working its way down my belly. Suddenly I heard a ding as the elevator reached the 12th floor. "Oh you fucking dick tease," he whispered into my ear. "I was so close to fucking you so hard. You're lucky I forgot to stop the elevator. Well maybe tomorrow we can finish this if you make it past the melee." I heard the door slide open and he quickly left, heading towards his room. I slowly exited the elevator and walked into my bedroom. I was determined to get out of this gown as quickly as possible. Before I removed it, I stood in front of the full length mirror and just looked at myself. I was still an absolutely stunning vision of a woman but I now realized how vulnerable a girl could be. If Russell had more time in the elevator, there wouldn't have been anything I could do to stop him. He would've fucked me. He was in control and that was not a feeling I ever wanted to have again. But I tried to use his litt