Jayne’s A Girl’s Name Too

Jayne was a very clever girl, a real sporty type too. She could always be found jogging on the boardwalk or playing soccer in the field behind her school. She was fairly petite for her age with very small perky breasts, but a body to be envied. She was well toned and could put to shame most guys in her neighborhood. She had long blonde hair and always wore spandex jogging shorts and a very tight sports bra when she ran. She knew it was revealing, but liked the attention the boys gave her.

She was a big soccer fan and wanted to pursue it more in the summers between school. The problem was that the only soccer camp in town was all-boys and thus she wasn’t allowed to enroll. She was pretty pissed about it but quickly came up with the brilliant idea to cut her hair short and try to pass off as a boy. She could already play better than most of them and her tits were small enough they didn’t really need bondage.

Her plan worked and it wasn’t long before Jayne was on the bus to the camp. The guy sitting next to her tried to make small talk, but Jayne was in a bad mood, she liked her hair and was pissed about having to chop it off. She ignored the twerp and just stared out the window. “Hey, I’m talking to you!”, he bellowed and slapped Jayne’s groin. Being a girl Jayne felt nothing at all, but as the rest of the boys on the bus stared, waiting for the all too familiar show, some already squirming in their seats out of sheer anticipation. It took Jayne a little while to register what was going on, she’d been hit many times in the crotch before, but as she had no balls never felt a thing. She’d seen guys get kicked on the field and imitated them as best as possible.

He Started It

Danielle was a tough girl at school. She was boyish, but far from boy looking. She was into sports and physical activity and while this usually resulted in girls becoming over-toned, breastless she-males, Dani never lost her sex appeal. She was never allowed to play on the boy’s sports teams at school, not for her lack of trying, but it was the coaches personal opinion the boys would all be too distracted. Her large breasts and fine ass were the highlight of any school boy’s day and as much as they drooled, it was always look, but don’t touch.

Her favourite sport was wrestling, she liked feeling the physical superiority of pinning her opponent, the helplessness the felt beneath her. She fueled herself on that. In class she was always forced to wrestle the girls, which was fine but a serious lack of challenge. While Dani was not overly muscular she was a much smarter opponent and always thought out her moves before acting. She quickly grew bored of wrestling the girls and made the case to the coach he was holding her back by keeping her from the boys. The coach eventually conceded to her wishes and reminded her not to come complaining if they got a little too touchy-feely.

Danielle centered herself in the wring to face her first opponent, a boy named Josh who was one of the better on the team. The way he leaped up off the bench when she stepped in the ring was only a reminder to Dani how easy this was going to be. They squared off and forwarded towards each other, Josh lunged forward and put her in a hold. The fumes were almost visible as Danielle felt his hands all over her breasts, squeezing and massaging as he faked trying to pin her. Josh was in heaven and began circling her nipple with his thumb, big mistake. Danielle was pissed.