Miranda, the former footballer, now was the cute red head girl....she had been made opposite of herself. She still was a footballer, but now she played forward on the girls soccer team. Her room reflected this, formerly featureless outside of messy sports stuff, it now was orderly and dedicated to soccer, featuring a wall of medals and soccer memorabilia. She apparently had a thing for Alex Morgan....which she could recognize from her days as a guy, she wasn't bad looking, but now she looked at Alex as she did Russell Wilson when she was a guy as a role model and hero. The organization of the room reflected the girl she now was. Still for what she lost in gender she had not lost in fitness. She found this out while she showered...it was not easy for a girl to get abs, but she had them, little abs, ablits. Her breasts were small, but pert, as is normal for girls who work out a lot, and but it her legs which impressed her the most, powerful and lithe legs. She looked like she had calf implants, but they were all real, and with her smaller size that meant that her vertical jump was impressive, from standing she could jump a full 26 inches off the ground. There were other advantages to being a jock girl that allowed her to hold on to some parts of her old life, she could get away with just a headband or a ponytail pretty much whenever she wanted to, wasn't expected to dress up or be girly...but she would find the dark side of that as well eventually.
Still as much of her had been overwritten in the change, she wasn't powerful anymore, she had been hit on, and she could understand why, she was cute, she knew it. Luckily she knew she could out run pretty much anybody, but the fact that someone would want to assault her and that she could no longer hold her own in a fight...those things were new and scary.
There was also the fact that the whole of her team soccer team where once girls she had either slept with or tried to sleep with...at least those that were worth the try. There was now a picture of her and Samantha Culver on her wall, in soccer outfits smiling with the rest of the team. Last week she had given him road head, now she was supposed to be one of Miranda's closer friends. She didn't feel comfortable with that.....it made for a lonely and exhausting week of avoiding relationships she wasn't sure she was comfortable with.
So one night...tired and bored and feeling a bit down she decided to hit the gym, but being a girl she didn't feel safe going alone...so she called a new number in her phone, she called Nadine and Delia....both who had been changed with her earlier in the week with her. Nadine was a religious nut, but at least she was going through the same thing, maybe she could give some perspective to the whole thing. Surprisingly Nadine came, but what she wore revealed that Nadine had changed more than people thought.
There was no response from Delia, but she just sort of showed up.
