“The rules are simple gentlemen,” the young girl yelled to
the group of twenty men. “You are naked. Your goal is the cross the field
without getting hit by the girly light. If you make it to the other side a man
you collect $100,000; if you are a girl when you reach the other side we have
some appropriate clothing for you and a job.”
The naked men all looked around nervously. The field looked
small. It was only a quarter of a mile to the other side. But a quarter of a
mile was a long distance to run buck naked with girly lights focused on blowing
off the family jewels.
Tony was determined to collect the $100,000. Spending the
rest of his life as a girl was something he wanted to avoid. When the starting
gun sounded, Tony took off like a streak. He kept to the edges where rocks and
trees offered some protection from the girly lights. The first volley cost
fourteen of the men their manhood. Tony was nervous.
A quick dash from a cover of trees to a rock outcrop left
Tony exposed. A girly light glanced his side. He felt his face tighten and
breasts swell. Tony looked down breathed a sigh of relief; his manhood was
intact. Another few strategic moves and he was nearly to the finish line. It
was then another girly light caught him. His hair grew, his butt became rounded,
and his beloved manhood was gone. He was no longer a man.
The women laughed at him at the finish line and handed him
girly clothes saying, “Here ya go, Rachel.” Rachel found out her new job was
earning money for the women. It was a hefty fee she could only pay off on her
back. Rachel got used to it.
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