Angela was down in her basement working out. Which means she was jogging on her treadmill listening to music and being an attractive young girl (16), she was running in a pair of short shorts and a sports bra which contained her B-cup breasts keeping them from bouncing around while she jogged. She was also carrying her lacrosse stick so that she could have that feeling of running on the field. Then, she all of a sudden got the strange feeling that there was someone else in the basement with her. So she stopped running and got off the treadmill.
"Dad, is that you?" she asked of the darkness. There was no response, so she chalked it up to being the wind, and went to go back to her run. When she turned back to the treadmill though, she saw a shadowy figure standing by it.
"Who are you?" she asked.
"Oh Angela, you know exactly who it is..." said the figure.
"Jon? Is that you?" Angela replied, fear in her voice.
Jon began moving closer to her as he said, "Of course it's me. Are you surprised to see me?"
Angela then said, "Well, yes, I mean, we broke up a while ago, and we haven't spoken in a while."
"And why haven't we spoken in a while Angela?" Jon asked.
"I've been busy, you know, preparing for lacrosse and what not."
Jon then said, "I do know how busy you get with lacrosse. As a matter of fact, I believe that's what ended things between us right? You weren't able to decide between a boyfriend who loved you, and adored your every step, and a game that you won't even be playing for that much longer."
"Look Jon, you know it's just something that I love to do, and want to enjoy it as much as possible before I can't anymore." she replied.
"Well Angela, I think that that time is now." Jon said.
Angela replied with, "What do you mean by that?"
Jon said, "Angela, I'm here to let you know that everytime you touch a lacrosse stick you will change in some way. The changes will not stop, and so I believe that you'll find after a few rounds of the changes, you'll no longer want to touch a lacrosse stick, or perhaps you'll enjoy the changes that you'll want to hold it longer, and you'll physically be unable to play."
"Jon, you can't be serious." Angela replied.
Jon then said, "Oh, I'm serious, don't believe me? Try it out for yourself."
He then tossed Angela's lacrosse stick to her, when she caught it, an electric wave overtook her, and so she looked down at her body.
"What's happening?" she cried out...
