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Fantasy Football - Almost the Final Part by FLA527 Aurthor's note: Sorry for the delay and extension. Chapter 10 Slowly, ... pleasantly Laynie woke, she was wrapped up in Mitch's arms and she was in heaven. Snuggling into his chest, she delighted in being in his protective embrace. Smiling as she knew this was yet another new day as Elaine Rose Addison, the 4 foot 10-inch-tall, redheaded cheerleader. As she nestled into his chest, she just lay there listening to him breathe. Slowly and carefully, she shifted around until she was in the spooning position, and she pull his arm to her and lay her head on his hand. She closed her eyes and thought of all the incredible new things in her life and she loved it. As she lay wrapped up in his arms, she felt his cock begin to swell as it poked into her ass. And she smiled just loving her new life, it was still so amazing that she was her now. Instead of the big man she was snuggled into, the man whose dick was pressing into her derriere. And at that she drifted into a dreamlike state, reveling in the fact that she was a girl now, loving that she was so small and so soft. Delighting in the memories of the sex she had had with Jaymie which was really cool. But even better with Mitch, that was among the best things she had ever done or had. Comparing the sex, she'd had with both of her lovers, she considered the difference between having sex as a girl and as a guy. The difference between doing it with a girl as a guy then doing it with a guy as a girl, add to that doing it with a girl as a girl. And thinking back to just a couple of days ago, and pausing.... Wow!... Has it really only been a couple of days since this really crazy, incredibly cool thing happened? You know I should find that old gypsy and thank her. Who knew a dream could work out so well?... But again, feeling the big cock poking her in her tushie, she remembered what she had been thinking about.... The differences were incredible, being the smallest instead of the biggest, being the softest instead of the hardest, and chuckling she thought, being the catcher instead of the pitcher, or more appropriately for her,... for them, the receiver rather than the quarterback. She thought giggling. All of those things were just so incredible!... She remembered the last time she had done it with Mel as the man. That had been good, really good as a matter of fact. Feeling her old cock filling Mel's cunt was really nice. However, it was nothing like when Mitch had screwed her silly as he plunged into her pussy!... It was so very much better to feel that rock hard cock in her pussy and even in her mouth, then it was to be the one stabbing into a pussy. She had loved sex as a man, but sex as a woman was proving to be so much better. She so loved sex now, from her exciting new feminine perspective. Also, being so much smaller, so much more delicate was proving to be so exciting too!... She just loved that she wouldn't be the huge, looming, intimidating man anymore. It was one of the things she had not liked as Mitch, being so big, she couldn't do anything or go anywhere without being noticed. And it got even worse as her popularity grew, as her success on the football field grew. Now though, being a small, although really cute girl, she would be able to blend into the crowds. Just walking across campus, the last couple of days had proved that. Oh, sure it might be a little aggravating to struggle through the crowds. But, that was a little aggravation that was going to be worth dealing with and even more because she had a big, famous, handsome boyfriend to protect her. But then there was having sex as a girl. She realized that she had not fully had sex with Jaymie, that had been limited her eating Jaymie. She was looking forward to a full session of girl on girl with Jaymie. She'd loved the delicate feel of Jaymie's soft nether region, and looked forward to the time she could be with her new roommate one on one. She jumped a bit when Mitch snored a little. Realizing he was still asleep, she again worked to get out of the big man's embrace. So, she slipped down the bed and after a few minutes was able to scoot down off the end of the bed. Climbing off the foot of the bed as she smiled as she looked at her naked boyfriend sprawled across... her... bed. Then turning and looking around... her room. She so wanted to spend time pouring through all of her new belongings. Trying on all of her... new clothes and playing with all of her new feminine paraphernalia. However, since Mitch was snoozing away, she glanced over and spotted what looked like a rose-colored satin robe so she moved and slipped into it. She loved the soft, smooth feel on her skin as she pulled it tight over her as she headed out to the living room. Once there she saw Jaymie asleep on the couch. Slipping up next to her, she studied her sleeping friend, appreciating her beauty. As she studied the sleeping girl, she wondered why she was sleeping on the couch instead of her bed. However, after a few minutes, she moved on to the kitchen for something to drink. "Hey, where you goin'?" Jaymie asked groggily. Turning back Laynie looked down to see a drowsy looking Jaymie. Moving back over and sitting next to her roommate, Laynie reaches over and brushes a lock of hair from her face. Smiling as she studies the blonde's cute face. Their eyes locked on each other's an intensity grows and unable to resist the moment, Laynie leans down and lightly kisses Jaymie. As they kiss, she reaches up and begins to caress Jaymie's breast and she smiles to herself as Jaymie purrs into the kiss. And she loves kissing Jaymie's soft, full lips. As they kiss, she feels Jaymie's hand slide under her robe and up her back. As they kissed, Jaymie came awake and she reveled in the lust she felt from finally making out with Laynie. Running her hand under Laynie's robe, Jaymie ran her hands up and down the little redhead's back and down to her full, ripe ass. After a few minutes, she pushes Laynie up to a sitting position. "Spin around!"... she tells the little redhead. Laynie strained to stay on Jaymie, loving kissing her soft, full lips. But again, Jaymie was too strong for her. But when she told her to spin around, she grinned wickedly. Nonetheless, she quickly slid off the couch and as she did so she divested herself of her robe. Once naked, she climbed back on the couch and threw a leg over Jaymie, facing a clean shaven nether region. She squeaked in surprise when Jaymie grabbed her legs and pulled her back up. But, then she felt her friend's lips on her nether lips and she closed her eyes as the soft, full lips, gave butterfly kisses to her lower lips. As Jaymie continued to pleasure her, then Jaymie wrapped her arms around her legs and began groping her tush. At this she was somewhat pushed forward, propping herself on Jaymie's legs. Then she feels Jaymie push on her back and she pushes her legs apart as she leans down between Jaymie's legs. As she begins kissing between her legs, she loves the feel of Jaymie's boobs pushing into her stomach. She was in heaven from all the sensations, Jaymie pleasuring her twat, Jaymie's boobs smashed into her stomach while her own boobs rubbed against her stomach. And now to be able to dive into Jaymie's cunt was so cool. Jaymie was in heaven as she continued to lap at Laynie's pussy, as Laynie began to pleasure her's. As much as she was enjoying the attention Laynie was doting on her, she loved both pleasuring Laynie as well as groping and caressing her tushie. After who knows how long Laynie began to shudder and began to orgasm. She bucked her hips against Jaymie's mouth. At this point it was all she could do to continue to service Jaymie. Jaymie began bucking her hips into Laynie's mouth. And she experienced an incredible orgasm! Finally, Laynie collapsed on Jaymie gasping as she came down from another incredible feminine orgasm. Eventually, she recovered from her orgasm, she pushed and weakly slid off her and drop to the floor next to the couch. From her knees, next to Jaymie she smiled seeing her too appeared to be in dreamland. Reaching over, she brushed the blonde locks from Jaymie's face. Rising up she leaned over and took her face in her hands and kissed her new lover. Smiling Jaymie looked up at Laynie and said one word. "Wow!" With a very satisfied smile herself, Laynie said "Yeah, Wow!"... Feeling the effects of the late hour and the exertion of all the sex she had had with Jaymie and Mitch she figures she needed some sleep. "I think I'm going to go back to bed. See you in the morning." She said as she rose and headed back to bed. Once back in her room she climbed back up between Mitch and the wall, snuggling back into Mitch she closed her eyes and drifted off to a satisfied sleep. ****** Slowly coming awake, Mitch was pleased to feel Laynie snuggled up against him. Enjoying the moment, he just lay there again enjoying the fact that he was he. No longer she, no longer the little girl he was embracing. He wondered how long it would be before it would be second nature for him. He would no longer think of himself as a transformed man. A one-time woman, once a really little girl. He continued to be amazed that he had all the skills and abilities and apparently, the knowledge of Mitchell Thomas Branson. Turning away from Laynie, he looked to the clock, 8:25 and its Wednesday morning. Now he appreciated his predecessor's preference for late morning and afternoon classes. But, Laynie was not so lucky, on Tuesdays and Thursdays she had 11:30 American Lit class. However, today both of them had Chem class at 11:00, smiling as he realized that was sort of where the events that led to them being in this situation began. Anyway, turning back to her, he slid his hand up her shirt and began caressing her breast to wake his sleeping girlfriend. "MMMM" Laynie purred again being woke as Mitch caressed her breast. "Mornin' Babe!" She said softly as she enjoyed the feelings of Mitch's big, strong hand on her boob. Finally, after a few minutes of this she shifted around and sat up facing her man. She giggled to herself at that thought... 'Her Man'... and smiled at her reclining boyfriend. Sitting Indian style in the in reality small space between the actual wall and the wall that Mitch was creating laying on his side facing her. However, again she loved being so very small. Looking at who she used to be still boggled her mind. "So, what's the plan this morning?" She asked. "Well, we have Chem at 10, then I have a class at 1:00 and you have a 2:00, then we each have practice this afternoon. "Well it looks like we'll have an afternoon apart. But seeing as we have class in an hour and a half I'd better get busy getting ready." Excitedly, she began to climb over the mountain of Mitch, then he grabbed her and she squeaked thinking he was going to tickle her again. But, thankfully he just set her on the floor, turning back to him, she leaned over and kissed him. "Ok, Lover I need to get busy getting ready. What are you going to do?" "I guess I better head back to my place to clean up and get my books and stuff." So, rising he grabbed his clothes and dressed. Laynie was watching him as he dressed, once he was ready he moved in front of her, reached down and picked her up and kissed her. After a warm sweet kiss, he set her back down. With a smile, he said, "Ok Babe I'll see you soon." And he headed out. Her head was swimming from being picked up and kissed. After a minute or so her head cleared and she realized she better get moving. As she headed into the bathroom she thought about Mitch picking her up so easily as he kissed her. She delighted at being treated that way by her boyfriend. She so loved that she was the girlfriend now, that she was on the feminine side of life. So far it had been pretty much everything she had hoped for. After starting the shower, she stripped her sleep shirt off as she waited for the water to warm and once it was a good temperature she climbed in. As she bathed, she revealed as she experienced yet one more thing she had looked forward to. She loved soaping and washing her soft, supple body. She loved the feel of running her hands over her breasts, her stomach, her hips, her tush, down her legs, it was wonderful to feel her evermore incredible body. After washing her body, she grabbed the shampoo and lathered up her hair and she loved that as well. The feeling of washing and lathering her hair was almost sensual. After a few minutes of this and then enjoying doing the same with the conditioner. All the while enjoying the warm water running over her, also, as she stood in the shower she loved the spaciousness of the tub as the little girl she was now. Again, it was just so much cooler being so very small than she ever thought possible. Looking up to the shower head it looks like it was well over a foot over her head, so unlike it was for Mitch. She remembered taking showers as Mitch and having to duck to get under the shower head. It was something she had always hated when the team traveled and stayed in hotels. Giggling she knew she would never have to worry about this again, of course she would have problems reaching to readjust the showerheads if she was traveling. And her new memories told her it was an issue if she was away from home. But again, it was an issue she was willing to deal with since it meant she got to be a girl. Then she was startled out of her reverie. "Hey Short Stuff you gonna be done any time soon?" Jaymie teased as she entered the bathroom. "Be done in a sec Big Lady!"... Laynie responded teasingly. Once she had the conditioner rinsed out of her hair, she shut off the water and slung the curtain open only to squeak in surprise at Jaymie standing there. "Ok... Shrimp who you are calling Big?" Jaymie said with a devious smile on her face. Seeing the scrubbed clean beautiful naked little girl. She was still amazed that inside this little girl was Mitch, the quarterback of the football team. The previously incredibly handsome 6- and-a-half-foot tall man that was now living in that 4 foot 10-inch soft little babe. "Ok Mini Mitch you gonna get out of there so I can take my shower?" "Mini Mitch?... Sweetie, I am not Mitch!... I am Elaine Rose Addison, I am a girl,... I am a cheerleader, a college coed, I... am Little Laynie!"... She proclaimed boldly as she spread her arms, she asked. "Do I look like someone named Mitch? Mitch is the quarterback, Mitch is a big boy, with a big ol' delicious cock!"... She said as she grabbed at her vacant groin with a wicked grin. Jaymie was stunned at Laynie's brash gesture. Shaking her head, she said, "You certainly aren't the original Laynie. She never would have performed a gesture like that. But you know, if having Big Old Mitch in that sexy little bod, allows me continued access to your sexy bits, I'm good with it." She plays along as she reaches out and tweaks Laynie's nipple. Again, not letting Little Laynie one up her. Stepping out of the tub, Laynie turned and faced the taller Jaymie. "I know you're only average sized for a woman at what... 5'4"?... But, you know I love looking up to you. I mean from Mitch's perspective, from my old perspective you're kinda short being over a foot shorter than him. However, now that I'm south of 5 feet tall you are a... big girl!"... She said with that same devious smile. "But, I love being so small!... I love looking up to you and... really to everyone. I know it's crazy for me to feel that way, but I do." Still smiling as she looked up at her roommate. Looking straight ahead, she realized that her eye line was on par with Jaymie's shoulder. Returning Little Laynie's smile, Jaymie replied. Well, yes you are very short and I am average height for a woman. Though I must admit here at school and in San Diego I do feel a little on the short side. There are just so many tall girls here in So Cal. Man you are going to have quite an adjustment now that you're a pixie." Shaking her head as she thought about the dramatic difference between Laynie and Mitch. "Yeah I know." Responded Laynie. "But at least so far I've loved my new life. It's probably the craziest part of all of this. Having lived my life over a foot and a half taller I would have thought dropping down to pixie size would have been much more difficult to adjust to." Her face lighting up a bit in embarrassment, she continued. "When I had fantasized about being a woman it had always been more like Melissa Campbell, both in height and in," blushing even more, "endowment." She said as she held her hands out in front of her. Jaymie laughed at Laynie's confession. "Typical Man!"... "Only thinking about a couple of things." She chuckled as she reached out again and tweaked the rosy red nipple on display. Squeaking in surprise at Jaymie's action, Laynie swatted her hand away. Throwing her arm across her chest to protect her nipples. Somewhat annoyed she still smiled looking up. "Yeah, yeah, I know, but you know I think I have the most incredible tits!... Small, perky and just perfect. So much better than the Air Bags that I used to lust over." Chuckling she asked, "You ever heard of the model Denise Milani?" Seeing Jaymie shake her head, she continued. "She is quite beautiful, but what has made her famous is two quite prominent assets, her 34 Triple D juggs." She says as she again holds her hands out in front of her, quite a ways this time. Jaymie gasped at the size Laynie indicated. "Wow!... Triple D!... That's quite a set!... A stripper with tits that big must do quite well." Interrupting, Laynie said. "Oh, she's not a stripper, she's a "swimsuit and fitness" model." She said doing the air quotes. "But really, she is more, sort of like a reality star. She appears at events, she does photo shoots in swims suits and lingerie, she has her own website. But, much to the guy's disappointment, she doesn't do nudes. Oh, don't get me wrong, the bikinis and lingerie don't hide much, but I've never seen her even topless. Well, let me take that back, she will be topless, but always from the back or with her arms or a sheet or something covering her chest." She said as she demonstrated moving her arm across her chest. "But now, like I said, I am quite pleased with my firm, perky B cups. I can't imagine lugging around hooters as big as that." Then in return for the playful tweaking, she reached up and tweaked Jaymie's boob, through her sleep shirt and scooted away laughing. And even more so when she got hit by a towel, divesting herself of the towel. She turned and stuck her tongue out at Jaymie. "Just be happy I have to get ready, Munchkin, or you'd be in so much trouble. But, don't think I'll be forgetting this." Jaymie said playfully as she climbed into the shower. Once, sort of alone, Laynie moved over to the counter to begin getting ready for her day. ****** Mitch headed out to get back to his place. As he made his way out of the building he caught the attention of many of the girls that he had lived with for the last couple of years. He could tell the looks were one's of attraction. Smiling as he exited the building, he knew that none of those girls held a candle to Laynie and now even Jaymie. Sure, there some really cute girls living there, but Laynie was his girl, the love of his life. He would never do anything to mess that up, even Jaymie would have to understand that Laynie came first. Walking down the sidewalk he noticed that he was being watched by quite a few people, especially the girls. He picked up his pace, he needed to get across campus to clean up and then get to class. After about fifteen minutes he made it back to the Frat house. Once in his room he quickly showered and redressed and grabbed his backpack as he headed back out the door. Moving down the hallway and then the stairs he swung through the kitchen and grabbed a quick breakfast. Once done he headed back out to get to class. He loved how quickly he could get ready. It had only been an hour and he had walked most of the way across campus, showered, redressed and eaten breakfast and he was on his way to class, to meet back up with Laynie. He would never have been able to do something like that as Laynie. And chuckling to himself thought 'Girls take forever to get ready'! As he walked across campus this time, he realized that in all the excitement of their body swap, they had not done any work on the project they had met at the library to work on. He smiled as he realized that the last nearly two days had been consumed by their sexual antics. He still couldn't believe how many times he had done it, in less than 48 hours he had gained more sexual experience than the previous 20 years. Remembering each and every one of them with Laynie and then with Jaymie were incredible. Feeling quite pleased with himself and his new status in life, he continued down the sidewalk. Now he looked around, taking in his surroundings and fellow students. Again, he enjoyed seeing so many of the coeds dressed to display their assets to their best advantage. There was quite a bit of cleavage on display and he definitely appreciated that! ****** Over an hour later Laynie headed out to meet Mitch at class. She wished she had more time to go through all the details to get ready for her day. She loved every bit of the process of getting ready as a girl. From the considerable task of drying and styling her hair, applying her makeup, to going through her newly acquired wardrobe to select her outfit for the day. She so wanted to go through all the clothes she inherited by virtue of becoming Little Laynie. She just wished she had had more time to... "play" in her room, there was so much that her predecessor had acquired, that now belonged to her. And it wasn't just the clothes, she now had so many feminine accessories. Rings, bracelets, necklaces, earrings of all shapes and variety. She realized most were inexpensive costume jewelry, but there were some items she thought looked somewhat expensive. She combed through memories but had yet to come up with how or when she had acquired them, not that it really mattered. Reaching the ground floor and exiting the building to head to class, she almost immediately found herself surrounded by every one of her taller fellow students. Being alone and walking along she was caught up in the bustle of the busy day as the people hurried to their classes or other activities. A couple of times as she approached intersections she found herself surrounded and dwarfed by her fellow students. And briefly an old Mitch perception came to mind and she felt a bit of panic at being swallowed up by all the tall people waiting to cross the street. She looked up and could only see the sky clearly, looking around most of her vision was blocked by those about her. She had to tamp down the feeling of panic that was building, she tried to refocus on being Laynie. But, then she jumps when she felt something on her butt, then a little bit later she felt a hand hit her boob and she realized she was being groped. Also, she was bumped into, jostled about and nearly knocked down several times during her 20 plus minute walk across campus. At which point she realized, yet again, how different life was going to be as girl and even more so as a sub five-foot-tall girl. She tried to refocus on all the positives to make sure she didn't get too upset about these challenges. Still the time it took her to make it to class proved to be a very different experience. However, in addition to the challenges of working through the crowds, she caught quite a few guys and a few girls giving her admiring glances, that was quite a boost to her ego. As Mitch approached the Science Building he caught sight of red hair ahead between his fellow students. Then he lost sight of the red hair as the crowd shifted, then with another shift he saw the redhead again and this time he could tell it was Laynie. Again, he briefly lost sight of her as a group passed between them. Then he could see her again, he could see she was struggling a bit as the crowd she was walking through weren't allowing her through. He remembered that experience all too well, struggling to move through a crowd. Both to see where he was going and to see what may be going on around him. That was something else he was very much appreciating now that he was nearly 6 and a half feet tall. He watched Laynie navigate her way through the crowd, while he smiled as he noticed the crowd parting as he headed to meet her. He could cut directly through the crowd while he saw her weaving and bobbing through the crowd surrounding her. It was a little frustrating, no pun intended, to make it through the crowd, Laynie thought. Briefly it did make her miss that part of being Mitch, being able to see over everyone, everyone moving out of her way. Finally, though she escaped the rush of students and looked up to see Mitch smiling down at her. He loomed even larger since he was several steps up. Whereas when they were on a level, she only came up just above his mid-chest, now she was face level with his groin. Smiling, she shook her head thinking of all the time she had already spent there. She began to ascend the stairs, she reached the same step and then moved a couple past him. Turning she smiled now that she was a little closer to being on par with Mitch. Giggling to herself at how dainty and feminine she felt at standing a couple of steps above but still having to look up to him. She so loved that she was still enjoying seeing the world from her new small, feminine perspective!... Despite any of the aggravations she had experienced so far, she still would rather be Little Laynie than Mitch Branson. Stretching up on her tip toes and reached up to him with a smile on her face and kissed him. "You ready for class?" She asked as she reached for his hand as she turned to head inside. Mitch just shook his head. "You really don't mind being so, little do you?" The things he had just seen her deal with just walking across campus had been a frustration for him, when he was that small. With a twinkle in her eyes, Laynie replied. "Well there are pros and cons to everything and I'd rather focus on the positives than any negatives. Getting to be a bantam sized sexy babe is so cool." Seeing Laynie's beaming smile, Mitch felt a bit of school boy nervousness. Looking into her beautiful green eyes, her bright, cheery, smiling face made his heart skip a beat. She was so beautiful; he had never thought of himself as beautiful when he had been her. "Wow, I don't know what it is, but you are so much more beautiful than I ever was. As crazy as that is." Laynie both blushed in embarrassment and felt a swell of pride at Mitch's praise. "Thank... you!"... After a minute her mind cleared and with their fellow students passing by, she realized they needed to get to class. Still holding his big hand, she turned and pulled on him as she said. "We better get to class." She pulled but he didn't budge and he gripped her hand a bit harder so she couldn't extract her hand or move on up the stairs. Looking back up to Mitch questioningly, she asked. "What's up? We need to go." Mitch just couldn't believe how beautiful Laynie was. Or how lucky he was to have her as his girlfriend. When she turned to head inside, he gripped her hand a little harder, preventing her from leaving. When she turned back to him questioningly, he leaned down just a bit and softly said. "You know I really do love you!"... And he leaned further down and kissed her. When Mitch said that and leaned down and kissed her, Laynie felt a swell of heat and love for him as well. At which point she wanted to run back to her apartment and make love to him again and again and again. But, knowing they needed to get to class she shook her head. Looking up to him she smiled and said "I love you... too!... And as much as I'd much rather head back my apartment, we need to get to class." Pulling his hand, he didn't budge for just a second, but finally he stepped forward and she too turned and headed on up the stairs. ***** Mitch had parted ways with Laynie following Chem class, much to his dismay. But he knew they both had to maintain their schedules. He had made his way through his other class and was now headed to football practice. He was looking forward to his second football practice. Arriving at the locker room he changed into some workout gear and headed into the weight room. He spent a good hour lifting and going through various other workouts. He was pleased with himself that he was easily benching 225 pounds, curling 60 pounds with each arm. By the time he was done with the weights, he was really impressed with his guns. It was quite a rush, then he worked the ropes, then did squats lifting 600 pounds as easily as well. He worked up quite a sweat as he, but he was pumped, no pun intended. It was such a rush to fell the power he now had. He had to repress his grin as he continued through his workout. After that he went to his locker and got into his pads and helmet to head out to the field for practice. He was nearly bursting with pride and energy from the workout. He was looking forward to his second practice as the star of the team. Yesterday had been such a rush, the power, skill and athleticism he had was incredible. Again, as they went through the drills everyone looked to him for the lead. He was in front leading the team through warm-ups and he loved that. He was the leader now and the team followed his lead. During the passing drills, he threw short passes out to the flats or the crossing patterns on a rope. He smiled to himself when the receivers complained about how hard he threw the ball. He threw the intermediate passes sharp and accurately. Then there were a few bombs, the distance and accuracy was incredible. There were touch passes to during the screen pass drills. It was quite a rush and Coach and his new teammates praised his sharpness. A couple of guys commented that he was throwing the ball better than he ever had. He just nodded to them in appreciation, but to himself he had the biggest grin in the world. Here he had only been a guy for just over 48 hours and he was performing better than his predecessor. Better than the previous Mitch who had years of experience playing football. He was going to have to needle the old Mitch the next time they got together. A couple of hours later practice was over and he was headed back to the Frat house. He would have liked to connect with Laynie, but he knew she was at practice, cheer practice. Then she would be hanging out with Jaymie and a couple of other girls on the squad. So, that meant he would have an evening either with his "brothers" or alone. That was going to be cool, like pretty much everything else in his new life. Arriving back at the house, he saw a bunch of the guys in the front room playing video games. Glancing in the room he saw Cole just inside, off to the side. And he nodded as he silently started to move on upstairs. Cole glanced over and saw Mitch he motioned to him. "Hey, Mitch wait up!" Turning back Mitch said, "Hey, Cole what's up?" Catching Mitch at the bottom of the stairs, Cole stepped closer to speak lower so everyone didn't hear. "Hey Man I thought you ought to know that Melissa's friends are on the lookout for Laynie. I caught Allison and Lisa trying to intimidate Laynie yesterday." "What!" Mitch barked. Catching some of the guys looking their way, Cole said, "Keep it down, Man. I just wanted to let you know, I stepped in and... encouraged... them to move along. I actually got some pictures on my phone of them standing over her after shoving her down. I let them know I would not hesitate to share them if I heard of them or their Sisters doing that again. That seemed to scare them and hopefully they won't try anything again. I just wanted to let you know though." Mitch was amazed, Laynie had not said anything. He knew she would be vulnerable to anyone trying something. With her being so much smaller than everyone else. "Thanks, Man!... Guess I'll have to make sure Mel and her friends know to steer clear of Laynie or there could be consequences. We've already got witnesses of Mel throwing Laynie to the ground Monday after I let her know I was moving on." When Cole finished relating the details of the encounter he thanked him and headed on upstairs. "Well be careful, Mel's a cagey Bitch" "Yeah, thanks!" He replied. Getting into his room, he pondered Cole's story. He forgotten about that, but he was proud of Laynie. Their dramatic transformation, really impacted her more. He was now a really big, strong man who could protect himself, whereas she was very small and weak. But, she was boldly living her life, she was going to class, going to cheer practice, living her new life. Once she got through the initial adjustment after their swap she was more and more getting out there. He chuckled remembering that she even wore flat sandals to keep her below five feet tall. He shook his head at that. The dramatic height increase was probably the best thing from his perspective. But she seemed to revel in being... south of five feet tall!... But, he also knew they were going to have to deal Melissa. She wasn't going to give up her... meal-ticket... so easily. But he knew that was a matter for another day, so he pulled out his laptop and books to so his homework. ***** Finally getting done with her day Laynie got back to her apartment. Going into her room she realized this was the first time she was going to have extended time alone. Tossing her backpack on her bed she looked around... her... room excitedly. She began by going thru the various paraphernalia, like pictures of the original Laynie with friends, teammates and family. In each and every one, she was the smallest in the photos. It excited her so to see... herself... apparently having a great time at ball games, as a cheerleader of course, at a pool, at the beach, each with her in bikinis and some with... her... family. It was all so cool seeing the chronicle of the life she was taking over. Turning her attention to other assorted feminine items on top of her dresser. There were several bottles of perfumes, she picked up one after the other and smelled the incredible scents. Then there was a collection of makeup, she recognized blush, eye shadow and lip sticks. There were also a couple of types of lotions. She smiled as she knew that in the days to come she would be using all those things as the girl she was now. Then she played with a good variety of jewelry; bracelets, rings, necklaces, earrings and a couple of anklets. After an exciting 45 minutes of pouring through these items she turned her attention to her clothes. The first thing she did was move over to the dresser and started going thru the contents. The first drawer she pulled open was stuffed full of panties. Giggling she pulled out all variety of styles and colors. At that she peeled off her clothes till she was buck naked. She felt so daring, just being naked in her room, but she loved it!! Giggling as she kicked clothes out of the way as she did. Once there she shifted and turned looking at herself from all possible angles. She played coyly in front of the mirror covering her boobs with her hands, putting her arm across her breasts and the other hand in front of her nether region in a playful display of modesty. Looking straight ahead, turning to check her profile, then with her back to the mirror and looking over her shoulder. Again, she thrilled beyond belief that she was the girl in the mirror. After several minutes of checking herself out in various poses she finally went back to her dresser. Then she pulled out a soft purple thong and played some more in front of the mirror. Digging thru each of the drawers her eyes caught one thing of interest after another. There were several styles of bras, plain ones, push-ups, strapless and a handful of sports bras. The lingerie included baby doll nighties, a corset with a matching garter and she grabbed up the corset and slid back in front of the mirror as she held it up in front of her. She smiled deviously as she thought about wearing it for Mitch. Tossing it on the bed she went back to the dresser to investigate more of her newly acquired wardrobe. Another drawer also contained a good variety of cute, but basic sleep shirts and pajamas. Then there was a drawer that had numerous swimsuits which of course led to another personal fashion show. Which excited her to no end!... There were one piece and bikinis with full coverage bottoms and thong bottoms. She had never actually seen the original Laynie in a bikini, but she was now enjoying so, so much more. Now, she was getting to see Laynie (she laughed at that thought) naked and then in a bikini. After digging through the drawer, she pulled a hot pink bikini bottom and then after another few seconds the matching top. Moving back to the mirror, she stepped into the bottoms and slid it up over her butt and also appreciating that it flowed smoothly between her legs. Again, she played coyly in front of the mirror, her arm across her breasts, twisting and turning, checking out her reflection from every angle. Loving how her profile showed that classic arch of her back and her tush sticking out. She loved seeing her tush covered in the pink lycra. Running her hands over her Lycra covered tush was thrilling. Again, she continued to model and pose in front of the mirror. She ran her hands over the tight firm globes, packed in the bikini bottoms. After several minutes of checking herself out topless, she put on the top very much appreciating how she looked in that. After several minutes in the hot pink bikini she moved on to the others. Trying on each of the swimsuits, loving how they felt on her and even more how they looked on her. And yet again, a Mitch perspective came to mind, as she thrilled at seeing herself wearing the bikinis and one- piece swimsuits. Each one displayed her incredible ass to its best advantage. After trying on over a dozen swimsuits she finally moved on. Next, she found one drawer with quite an array of little gym shorts and a good number of little yoga pants. Pulling on a pair of those she again found herself checking herself in the mirror to see how her ass looked in them and she was not disappointed. Eventually, she was done in the dresser, so she moved over to her closet and there she spent a considerable amount of time going through those clothes. There were several formal dresses, some sun-dresses, maxi dresses. Skirts, slacks and jeans all of which fit her very well. Thankfully her predecessor as Laynie liked to dress to impress. Also, she grabbed each pair of shoes she could find, with the clothes strewn about the rooms she imagined there were a few pairs hidden. Nevertheless, she did find quite an array of flats, sandals, flip flops and then various heights of heels, there were open toe pumps, stilettos, boots with and without heels, wedge heels and wedge sandals, mules, a few platforms. Though she had reveled in staying below five feet, she found several pairs of heels and just had to model them. She found the tallest pair of heels then she... remembered... they were 4 inch stilettos. Dressed only in a bra and a thong, she slipped into the stilettos and modeled them in front of the mirror. Again, she posed in every way she could think of. Moving back to the closet, she was about to grab something else when she realized it was mostly empty at this point. Looking around she laughed as she realized her bed was now buried under a massive pile of clothes. Peeling off the current dress, leaving her only in a thong, she caught sight of the alarm clock and realized what time it was. She had been playing... "dress-up" for the better part of 2 hours. At this point she thought of another thing she had fantasized about when she was Mitch. And something she had thought about over the last couple of days as well, but not had the time to do so yet. She wanted to take a nice warm bubble bath, to luxuriate in the tub, soaking in, from her... new... perspective a nice expansive tub. Divesting herself of the only thing she had on, a thong, she glided into the bathroom. Once there she moved over and turned on the faucets, adjusting the water to an almost too warm temperature and then added some oils and bubble bath. Then she... recalled... some of the accessories that her predecessor had used while taking a bath. Retrieving those items, she returned to the tub to find it was almost full enough for her. Then she set out some candles around the room and lit them and shut off the light. This set the mood to a warm relaxing tone. Pinning her hair up, to keep it from getting too wet, she glanced in the mirror, seeing her incredible figure gave her a flush of arousal. Shaking her head, and turning back to the tub she moves over to get in. Dipping her foot in to test the water and she pulled back as it was very warm. Trying again she forced herself into the water, slowly lowering herself into the oil laced water. Finally, all the way in she wondered if she was going to be able to handle the temperature. When the water finally reached her desired level, she stretched up and shut off the taps. Then just sitting in the tub, surrounded by bubbles, she reveled in another new experience. As Mitch, at nearly 6 and a half feet tall, she almost never took baths, all the tubs were too short. Now as the sub five- foot-tall Laynie, she loved that this standard sized tub felt almost expansive. She slid back to the back end of the tub, pull the cushion down and lay her head back. Stretching out, her feet could not feel the far end of the tub. She couldn't tell how far short of the other end her feet fell because of the bubbles. Nevertheless, she had plenty of room to stretch out fully or slide side to side and she giggled at herself for getting excited about such a silly thing. However, she loved it, the water had cooled just a little and now it felt marvelous! Laying there her breasts were swaying with the shifting of the water, feeling the now nicely warm, oil laced water soaking into her soft skin made her purr in pleasure. Shifting up just a bit her breasts emerged from the water and she thrilled at the sight of her breasts poking out of the water, with some bubbles around and between them. She remembered seeing pictures of babes basically positioned this way and how hot it was. She had longed to be the babe in those pictures and now was a hot babe like what she had seen. She was thrilled to be in this position and at that one hand drifted down between her legs and she parted them slightly, while her other hand slid up to her breast. And she began softly caressing both areas, softened and slick due to the treated water, her hands glided over her skin. Not a forceful grope, just a soft caress and she shivered at the wonderful feelings. Her eyes closed as she continued to softly stroke her breast and vaginal lips ... and she was in heaven. After a couple of minutes of this she began to slide a finger into herself, she could feel the warm water entering her as well and she slid a second finger inside her vagina. She could feel a little more water enter her down below and she loved the feel of the warm water inside her sensitive canal. "MMMMM" she purred, finally after several minutes of this she pulled her hands away and just lay there reveling in the wonderful feelings. Peeking out she took in the sight, the room softly lit with the flickering candle light, the warm bubble laden water surrounding her and she knew she was right where she wanted to be. Eventually, she sat back up. At this point she was almost glowing. Slowly reopening her eyes, she dreamily looked around, taking in the setting. It was yet one more thing that she loved. The water was still nicely warm and smelled of lilacs from the oils. She loved how spacious the tub was to her and she knew this was something she would be doing on a very regular basis. As she enjoyed the sensations from the water, she reached over and picked up the small sponge and soaked it in the water and softly ran it over her skin, enjoying the combination of the soft sponge and the scented water washing over her. She also noticed the mountains of bubbles surrounding her, to a degree making her feel even smaller. But, again she loves it! Eventually, the water cooled to little more than room temperature so she slid down and pulled the plug. Standing she grabbed the big, plush towel she had also grabbed earlier and began patting herself dry. Stepping out of the tub and finishing drying herself, she again glanced to the mirror and drank in her pleasing form. She felt radiant almost shimmering in the candle lit room. Unpinning her hair, she let it cascade down over her creamy shoulders. The candlelight made it look like it was on fire as it flowed down. And she was mesmerized by the sight of the incredible beauty reflected before her. After several minutes of admiring her pleasing form, she felt a bit of rumbling in her stomach and realized she had not eaten. So, blowing out the candles she moved back to her bedroom. Reentering her room, she was reminded of her time playing dress up. Giggling she grabbed a thong and slipped into it. Playing with all of her clothes and other new belongings had been so incredibly thrilling, however, she realized she was hungry and thirsty so she headed to the kitchen. Pulling out a Diet Coke as she considered what to eat. Cracking it open, she found she enjoyed the taste, another change from before she realized. As Mitch, she had always thought Diet drinks tasted nasty. Then opening the freezer, she pulled out a Lean Cuzine and popped it in the micro-wave. As she waited for her meal she heard the door open. Glancing down she was reminded that she was dressed only in a pair of thong panties. Peaking around the wall, she was relieved to see it was Mitch. "Oh, hey Babe! I'm in the kitchen." She called to him. As he walked into the kitchen she caught him running his eyes up and down her basically naked body. At which point she struck a confident, sexy pose. "Like what you see... big boy?" Upon arriving at Laynie's apartment, Mitch was thankful he had remembered to grab the spare key. As he entered he heard Laynie call to him from the kitchen, so he headed over. Stepping into the kitchen, he was surprised to see Laynie dressed in only a pair of panties. When she struck a pose, he smiled appreciating the sight of his beautiful little girlfriend. Leaning down he wrapped her in his embrace lifting her off the floor as he kissed her. Moving over to the counter he set her down there and pulled back slightly. With his hands on either side of her, drinking in her beautiful, basically naked form. After just staring into her eyes for a long minute, he leaned in and kissed her again. "So, little lady, just what have you been up to?" Appreciating that he was looming over her. When Mitch leaned down, wrapping his arms around her, Laynie threw her arms around his neck. When he straightened up, taking her with him, she squeaked just a bit. However, kissing him, she just appreciated him lifting her. Quickly, she reveled, yet again, in the fact that she was the girl in this situation. Then she felt the counter at her legs and she sat back. Looking up to him, she flushed as her attraction for him and her appreciation of the situation occurred to her. As he pulled back and then placing his hands on either side of her and gazed into her eyes, she again cherished her diminutive size, her feminine perspective. She was about to answer when the micro-wave beeped. Pushing on the big man's shoulder, thankfully he stepped back and she pushed and dropped off the counter. As she straightened up she giggled at another new reality of her new life. Watching Laynie drop off the counter, Mitch saw her experience something he had done a hundred times when he was her. Then hearing her giggle, he shook his head figuring why. But nevertheless, he had to ask the question. "So, what's so funny!" As she moved over and opened the micro-wave she giggled again. Looking up over her shoulder, she smiled. "Well if you think about it you can probably figure it out." She said with a beaming smile. Laughing he moved up behind the little redhead. He leaned down, wrapped his arms around and hugged her to him. "You know this is crazy, even more so since you seem to love being so small. But, regardless of this incredible situation and especially our respective sizes, I love you!" Feeling the long, powerful, hairy arms wrap around her, she reveled in feeling them tickling her exposed breasts. "I love you too!"... When he finally released her from the bear hug, she turned and hugged him. Purring as he ran his strong hands over her back. Finally, pulling back out of his embrace, she looked up and with a twinkle in her eyes said. "Let me go get something to wear." "Oh, don't do that on my account?" Mitch said with a saucy grin. As he watched she shook her ass at him as she glanced over her shoulder as she headed out of the kitchen. He couldn't believe how great he thought her tush looked from his masculine perspective. She was quickly back in one of the pink sexy baby doll nighties that he had bought last year. Shaking his head at that realization. And he gave her a wolf whistle. And he realized that was another change, as Laynie, he never could whistle. Laynie blushed at hearing the whistle, but also, she appreciated the attention. Then looking up to Mitch, she tried to whistle at him, but just spit and nothing else came out. "Oh, yeah, you can't whistle. That is something else you can't do anymore." He said with a chuckle. Shaking her head, she just moved over to the counter to retrieve her meal. As she did so though she shimmied her hips in a flirty manner. Thinking that was something incredible she had gained. She was so excited to be wearing the pretty, soft, silky nightie. It made her feel so incredibly sexy and feminine. Then throwing her hip and smacking her ass, she said. "Well, I'll take this sexy, tiny form over being able to whistle any day." She said as she winked at him. Moving over to the cabinet she opened the door, she looked back and asked. "Do you want something to drink?" As she stretched up on her tip toes and just barely was able to retrieve a couple of glasses. And she wiggled her hips when she heard Mitch snickering. She knew it was because of her struggles to reach something so high. Or at least high to her now. When Laynie stretched up to get some glasses from the upper cabinet, he watched her like a hawk. As she stretched up, the nightie shifted up and his eyes dropped down to catch a glimpse of her incredible, tight, sexy ass cheeks peeking out the bottom of the nightie. Again, he felt that pleasurable swelling in his pants. When she turned back to him, his eyes shot up to her smirking face. As she turned back to Mitch she could tell he had been checking out her tush. And she loved that, it was something she knew a sexy girl would experience. She was a sexy girl now and was being scoped out by a guy. When his gaze shot up to her face she had a wicked grin on her face. "Like what you see?" Sheepishly, he just nodded. Smiling, she realized the impact her appearance was having on Mitch. And she loved it!... Feigning innocence, she held up the glasses. "So, do you want something to drink, you naughty boy." She said as she shook a glass as she held it out in between them. Shaking his head to clear his mind of the building lust. He looked over to Laynie, his mouth suddenly dry, he finally responded. "Uh, yeah, um, some ice water would be great." Wickedly putting an extra shimmy in her turn, she moved over to the fridge. Positioning herself so her back was to Mitch she continued to give him an eye full of her sexy derriere. Once she had the glass full she glided over and handed the glass to Mitch. Sitting down across from him and began eating her supper. "So, what's up?" Again, shaking his head again to refocus on Laynie. "Huh? Oh, just came over to hang out." "You know I guess that would be good. We really haven't just talked, so I guess that would be good." Once finished with her meal, she stood and cleaned up. "Why don't we move into the living room? It'll be more comfortable on the couch." And she headed out of the kitchen. Settling in on the couch, she watched Mitch sit at the opposite end and she compared how much space he took up as compared to her. And this made her smile, she was comfortably tucked into her end of the couch, her feet tucked under her. Whereas, Mitch stretched out and took up quite a bit more of the couch. His arm stretched out across the back almost reaching to her end. She giggled, she couldn't believe she was still finding so much pleasure from being so small. Shaking her head to clear her mind from going down that trail yet one more time. "So, what do you want to talk about?" She asked. Thinking for a minute, Mitch finally asked. "Well, I guess I was wondering how you felt about being "Little Laynie" now that you've spent a couple of days as a sub five-foot tall girl?" At that a big grin grew on her face. "I love it!" Laynie immediately responded. "This is awesome! You know I was taller than I am now when I was 9 years old. I had always been the biggest kid and everyone always looked up at me. I always loomed over everyone and often times people seemed scared of me. So, I do love this body!... It has been quite different looking up to everyone, being so much smaller than everyone... But also, I've gotten a little attention from guys over the last couple of days. But, otherwise I've been able to walk around basically anonymously and that's been great!" Mitch chuckled at Laynie's explanation. "You, know at 9, I was only 3 and a half feet tall." Shaking his head, he then continued. "You know it would have been kinda cool to grow thru the 5 feet to 6 feet heights. But, it's really cool to instantly be 6'5"." "Three and a half feet? Wow, I don't remember ever being that short. The shortest I can ever remember being was 4 feet tall and that was when I was 5." Thinking back over her heights as a boy she smiled. "Well, let's see, at 5 I was 4 feet tall, 5 feet tall at 9 and a half, 6 feet at 15 and I reached 6'5" by the time I was 18." "Goodness, that's quite a bit different than my experience growing up. I'd always been so small, it was the reason I was nick-named Little Laynie. Let's see I was 3 feet tall at 6, at 10 I was 3 foot 8, I was 12 before I reached 4 feet tall, 4 foot 5 at 15 and was 19 before I reached all the way up to," then chuckling deviously, "down to 4 foot 10!" He finished with a big smile. Not letting Mitch get the better of her, she replied. "But, it's the sexiest 4 foot 10 ever!" She beamed. Combing through her new memories, she remembered being a 3-foot-tall little girl. How excited the original Laynie was of reaching 4 feet tall and again 4 foot 6 and finally 4 foot 10. She pulled up memories of Laynie's desires to reach 5 feet tall. Now though she was excited she wasn't that tall. Seeing the dreamy smile on her face, Mitch asked. "What?" Looking up to him, she said. "Well, I was combing through my new memories and I remember how you felt at those sizes. I can pull up the memories of you reaching 3 feet tall, I can... remember... how excited you were to reach 4 feet tall. I... remember... you and Denni going to Disney Land and you not being able to ride Space Mountain, and how mad you got!... I... remember... how much you wanted to reach 5 feet tall. But, you may or may not be surprised to hear that I'm glad you didn't." As she responded to his question and reminded him of those times in his life. Being at Disney Land with Denni, struggling through the crowds, not being able to see what was going on because of being so tiny. Suddenly, he... remembered reaching 5 feet tall, and 6 feet tall, and pretty much always being the tallest instead of the tiniest. "Wow! That's so cool, I can... remember... being the tallest kid most of the time. But, I can also remember being the shortest too. That's incredible!" She again realized she needed to move on from these constant size comparisons, but was glad she realized she had access to Laynie's sizes growing up as a little girl. It was so cool to see both sides of that coin. Anyway, with a good bit of determination, she changed the subject. "So, how was your first and I guess second football practices?" Mitch had gotten lost in the thrill of the comparisons running through his mind. When she broke his train of thought, he refocused on her question. His eyes lit up as he began to recount his experiences on the practice field. "It had to be about the coolest thing. When I was walking through the locker room before practice yesterday it was so cool when all the guys cleared a path for me. It had been cool being with you, walking across campus and being taller than everyone. But, being with the team and to have the guys look to me for leadership was cool! Then out on the field, I was able to throw like a rocket during drills. And today, in the weight room, doing squats at 600 pounds, benching 225 pounds and even one arm curls of 60 pounds. I mean 60 pounds, that's two thirds of what I weighed just a couple of days ago, I had never lifted much more than 60 pounds in my life and now I can easily do it with one hand!" Laynie smiled at how cute he was talking about his time on the football field or in the weight room. Not even realizing she was grinning at him Mitch continued. "And today at practice, I was throwing ropes, once I threw a crossing pattern and Robinson complained I was throwing the ball too hard." He said with a big grin. "But, I adjusted and the rest of practice I was accurate as hell. Crossing patterns, outs, posts, even a couple bombs. After practice, the guys said I was more accurate than I'd been all year!" He said with a somewhat sheepish grin. Laynie paled at hearing the success Mitch had in her old position. Was he better at being Mitch in just 2 days than she had been? One more time, looking down and seeing herself, seeing the nightie, her soft, feminine legs tucked under her. A bit of confusion swirled in her mind, she was so excited to have become Laynie. But, she also felt more than a little jealousy that Mitch was doing better on the football field than she had. Glancing over, he saw a clouded look on Laynie's face. "What's wrong, Babe?" Looking up, sheepishly she replied. "Well... um, I guess I'm a little... um... jealous that... um... that you are doing... um... better than me at being the quarterback Quickly he realized how she probably felt. "I know I shouldn't let this bother me and it's not like I can do anything about it at this point. And this was something I had longed for. But, I mean I can barely handle a football anymore. That first night after the switch, I played with... your... football a bit. I couldn't toss it and catch very well anymore. Add to that I had dreamed about becoming a girl. But, for some reason it bothers me that you're already doing better at being... me... than I was she little more than whispered. Sliding over, he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into a comforting embrace. He knew there would be reoccurrences of the transition and her sense of loss, regardless of how much she loves being Laynie. After holding her for a couple of minutes, he pulled back and looked down. When Mitch took her into his arms, she almost immediately began to relax. As he ran his hands softly up and down her back she almost melted into his chest. After a couple of minutes, he pushed her back and smiled down to her. She smiled, blushing a bit she looked up and says. "I'm ok, sorry just lost it a bit. I realize it's not your fault and really, I should be glad you're succeeding as Mitch. After all I do want the team to succeed and to do so they need Mitch Branson to be his best." Feeling a little better at this point, she said. "Tell me more... about football... practice?" Seeing she was looking a little more settled, he continued. "Well, you know it has been so cool!... It was kinda weird that first time I took a snap under center. Sticking my hands under Sams' butt was more different than anything I'd ever done. But, after a couple times, like everything else it became totally normal. Throwing the ball, handing it off, calling the plays in the huddle, everyone looking to me for leadership. That was the coolest part of it all!... Handling the football like I could, throwing the ball on a rope, accurately as hell, too! Again watching Mitch talking excitedly about practice was so cute. After calming she felt better and she refocused on her future as Laynie. He was on somewhat of a high reliving his experiences on the practice field and in the weight room. At the thought of lifting, he flexed his arm, again reveling in the power he felt there. Seeing Mitch flex his arm, she reached out and ran her hand up and down the thick, hard bicep. She remembered the untold number of hours she had spent building that arm. Seeing how small her hand looked against his thick, hard bicep was again crazy. "Wow!... Your arm is so thick!" Flexing it again, Mitch smiled. "Yeah, it's unreal that my arm is so thick, when I used to have this thin arm." He said as he reached over and wrapped his hand around her bicep. She squeaked a bit when he one more time wrapped his massive hand around her slim arm. Looking down she was again amazed to see his hand, her former hand being wrapped around her now little arm. Looking back up to him she said. "Ok, I'm a little girl, we've established that already. I've accepted that and love that!... It's ok that I'm the little cheerleader, I know there will be times that I miss being tall and strong. But, at this point I'm just gonna focus on who I get to be. Elaine Rose Addison, the redheaded, 4 foot 10-inch-tall, college cheerleader! Seeing her putting on a brave face, he pulled back some and to try to shift the focus to a more positive direction. After pausing a couple of moments, he moved in that direction. "So, tell me about your first couple of cheerleader practices." Realizing what he was doing, she smiled and turned her attention to cheer practice. "Well, it was cool and weird, as this whole experience been, of course. It was weird to be the smallest and slowest on the team. I was used to being the biggest, or more recently one of the biggest anyway. I was one of the strongest, I was the leader of the team. But, yesterday... and today... I was just one of the team. It was kinda weird to be the smallest and slowest on the squad. When we were running laps, it was crazy when Mark and then Paul lapped me, no one has ever lapped me, when I was you of course. It was a little." Glancing down, at herself and back up and with a sly grin continued. "Pardon the pun, was a... little... different than anything I'd ever experienced, I couldn't even keep up with Kenzi or Janna, I mean their only about five feet tall each, which of course is taller than I am now. And then when we were running drills, again being the littlest on the team. It was incredible to be able to do the jumps and flips, the somersaults and tricks and splits and hand-stands was unlike anything I've ever done in my life. Being picked up and thrown up and caught during the drill, was incredible. Being boosted up and standing in Paul's or Mark's hand, then to drop and for them to catch me so easily was crazy cool!... It was exhilarating to be tossed around and caught, to stand and balance on their hands so expertly, WOW!... To be handled that way was so unlike my experiences as a football player or even playing hoops. Those games are so physical, getting blasted by a 230- pound linebacker or a 320-pound defensive tackle. Getting slammed into by a 6 foot 8 forward on the basketball court was so unlike the way I was handled at cheer practice. I love that I'm still part of a team, even though I'm no longer the leader, the captain of the team. My new