Whenever I could, I fed her the ball so she could make the shot, even when I might have had one myself."If you do that every time, the opposing team i... going to figure it out," Coach said when he pulled me aside. "All a good defensive player has to do is step between you and Whitney and he gets the ball. You need to take your shots and play with the rest of the team." I nodded and went back to scrimmaging.By Friday, it was pretty clear that Coach Mitchell had his Varsity team chosen and had. Diana was no longer a she, but a he. The body that her mind was in now was that of Mike Peterson, a slim young male around thirty with pale white skin and short blonde hair and blue eyes. She was in a male in a body far inferior to her own. How had this terrible thing happened?"In the name of Hera," cried Diana, "what have you done to me?" What's the matter, Diana, not like your new body?" laughed the person in Wonder Woman's body."You know my name," Diana asked."Yes," answered the new Wonder. Continuing to look at each other, I leaned back on my heels, letting her stand up. Smiling, as she adjusted her top and her shorts, she held out her hand.Taking her hand and standing up, she quickly led us into her bedroom, and as we went through the door, I playfully spun her to face me. Seeing her smile, I backed her against the edge of her bed and quickly lifting her up onto the bed, she giggled slightly. Wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me close, we again kissed.Trying again to. He really knows what he’s doing, and his tongue circles my clit, teasing, then flicks it faster and faster, building up an orgasm until I’m right at the edge, then he strokes downwards and inserts his tongue deep inside me. I want to push my body farther against him, to encourage his tongue to go even deeper, and I grip the chair back and press my hips as far forward as I can. The chair is leaving red welts on the inside of my thighs, but I don’t care. I’m panting with the exertion as my entire.