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You couldn't wait, it was Thursday the best day in the week it was the night that you met your group for board games, beer, and pizza. You were sitting in the common area when the a trio of slim athletic girls walked by. They seemed to look at you and one of them pointed. A second hurriedly pulled out their mobile device and typed frantically. It seemed a little odd but you didn't pay them any mind. You continued eating your lunch of a cheeseburger. The booth just a little too small to handle someone of your size, your stomach pushing against the table, you had on a marvel T-shirt and jeans, your book bag sitting on the bench next to you for the quick walk across campus you had to get to a Chemistry lab.

You didn't even notice the middle aged woman until she sat at the table across from you. She had on a purple tracksuit with the school logo on the right breast, on the left it said Coach Morgan. "hi" she said politely "do you mind if we had a quick chat?"

You looked up and nodded, not sure why this lady wanted to talk to you. You were in your final semester of college and had never even gone into the athletic building.

"I will get right to the point and save us both some time, would you be interested in a tryout, hell you could even been a scholarship contender" She said, her excitement practically bubbling out.

"what" you managed to choke out "Try out for what?"

"Why diving of course that is what I'm coach of" she said.

"uh huh, and what is the objective? make the biggest splash? I didn't think the NCAA had a cannonball contest. Get real" You said annoyed

"Biggest splash? Come on now you make it sound like you are some kind of giant lummox, what are you...4'11" 94 pounds maybe?" She said without an ounce of humor

You were about to ask her about her eyesight when you felt a tingling all through your body. The first thing you noticed was your gut no longer touched the table. Then ever so slowly at first everything seemed to grow. The coach, the table the room. Until you were a tiny skinny thing looking up at the woman across from you. You tried to shout but found you could only talk in hushed tones. "What is going on?"

"You obviously are a strong believer in good nutrition and training." she said.

The burger in front of you seemed to fall apart and the fries seemed to flatten as you lunch became a chicken salad and your drink into a water. You whole body felt like it tightened as your muscles became toned, like steel cables, without giving you any bulk.

"your grooming and studious nature are the kind of things I want to recruit" She said

Your hair gained a healthy sheen without growing and you skin cleared up giving your skin a polished healthy glow. Your face became smooth shaved and your body hair retracted you liked the clean shaven hairless body.

"I know this is your first college semester and might be overwhelmed" she continued

This was more mental, you felt all the knowledge you gained the previous 4 years just evaporate, it was like letting air out of a balloon, it was still there ready to fill but just nothing had been placed there yet. Also you felt the apprehension you remembered as a freshman as you took on an even more youthful appearance.

"But why me? " You managed to say.

"Why? Why wouldn't I want the Nebraska state girls diving champion on my team" She finished

With the word girl, your hair unfolded it felt like down to your back. You legs slammed together with no more resistance from your genitals. They also rounded giving you curves that were then pushed out even more by your rapidly expanding chest. You felt tight clothing and felt cold, you looked down to see you were wearing the schools swim team suit. Just as quickly though a track suit materialized over that, identical to the coaches except this one have "Hailey Namaton".

"I know you have your nerdy pursuits still" Your back turning into a large oversize denim bag with a ton of anime, fantasy and star trek patches.

"Would you join my team, or do I send you back to your middle school team and I ask again in 6 years?" She said with some menace.

You nod. "Great" she says " See you at practice tomorrow Hailey"

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You couldn't wait, it was Thursday the best day in the week it was the night that you met your group for board games, beer, and pizza. You were sitting in the common area when the a trio of slim athletic girls walked by. They seemed to look at you and one of them pointed. A second hurriedly pulled out their mobile device and typed frantically. It seemed a little odd but you didn't pay them any mind. You continued eating your lunch of a cheeseburger. The booth just a little too small to handle someone of your size, your stomach pushing against the table, you had on a marvel T-shirt and jeans, your book bag sitting on the bench next to you for the quick walk across campus you had to get to a Chemistry lab.

You didn't even notice the middle aged woman until she sat at the table across from you. She had on a purple tracksuit with the school logo on the right breast, on the left it said Coach Morgan. "hi" she said politely "do you mind if we had a quick chat?"

You looked up and nodded, not sure why this lady wanted to talk to you. You were in your final semester of college and had never even gone into the athletic building.

"I will get right to the point and save us both some time, would you be interested in a tryout, hell you could even been a scholarship contender" She said, her excitement practically bubbling out.

"what" you managed to choke out "Try out for what?"

"Why diving of course that is what I'm coach of" she said.

"uh huh, and what is the objective? make the biggest splash? I didn't think the NCAA had a cannonball contest. Get real" You said annoyed

"Biggest splash? Come on now you make it sound like you are some kind of giant lummox, what are you...4'11" 94 pounds maybe?" She said without an ounce of humor

You were about to ask her about her eyesight when you felt a tingling all through your body. The first thing you noticed was your gut no longer touched the table. Then ever so slowly at first everything seemed to grow. The coach, the table the room. Until you were a tiny skinny thing looking up at the woman across from you. You tried to shout but found you could only talk in hushed tones. "What is going on?"

"You obviously are a strong believer in good nutrition and training." she said.

The burger in front of you seemed to fall apart and the fries seemed to flatten as you lunch became a chicken salad and your drink into a water. You whole body felt like it tightened as your muscles became toned, like steel cables, without giving you any bulk.

"your grooming and studious nature are the kind of things I want to recruit" She said

Your hair gained a healthy sheen without growing and you skin cleared up giving your skin a polished healthy glow. Your face became smooth shaved and your body hair retracted you liked the clean shaven hairless body.

"I know this is your first college semester and might be overwhelmed" she continued

This was more mental, you felt all the knowledge you gained the previous 4 years just evaporate, it was like letting air out of a balloon, it was still there ready to fill but just nothing had been placed there yet. Also you felt the apprehension you remembered as a freshman as you took on an even more youthful appearance.

"But why me? " You managed to say.

"Why? Why wouldn't I want the Nebraska state girls diving champion on my team" She finished

With the word girl, your hair unfolded it felt like down to your back. You legs slammed together with no more resistance from your genitals. They also rounded giving you curves that were then pushed out even more by your rapidly expanding chest. You felt tight clothing and felt cold, you looked down to see you were wearing the schools swim team suit. Just as quickly though a track suit materialized over that, identical to the coaches except this one have "Hailey Namaton".

"I know you have your nerdy pursuits still" Your back turning into a large oversize denim bag with a ton of anime, fantasy and star trek patches.

"Would you join my team, or do I send you back to your middle school team and I ask again in 6 years?" She said with some menace.

You nod. "Great" she says " See you at practice tomorrow Hailey"