Team Mate (Part 5: Meeting My Teammates)

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The next day I was at the pitch with Miss Snell around an hour before my soon-to-be teammates would start arriving. I had already been transformed into Tabitha earlier in the morning: my hair was put into a high ponytail and I was wearing a pink thong and a pink Nike sports bra. Over this I was wearing a pair of white football shorts and a Manchester United football top. I had tried to protest about the top, being a Manchester City fan, but Miss Snell insisted. The top was hers, and she said "no niece of mine is wearing the enemy's kit", with a wink and big grin. She was wearing black leggings and a black Under Armour top.

I helped her set up for the day's session, and no sooner had we finished than the team started to arrive. When all of the players had arrived, Miss Snell (who I was henceforth to refer to as Aunt Lucy, to keep up my disguise as being her niece) called everyone in for a team talk.

"Hello girls. Today is our first training session before the tournament starts next week. We only have a few sessions before we get going, so let's make the most of our time here today. But before we get into the drills, I'd like you all to meet Tabitha, my niece. Tabitha here is allowed to play for the school team as our wildcard player. Every team has one, and luckily we've got Tabitha. She'll be our striker. Please make her feel welcome."

With that introduction done, we were sent around the field for a warm-up jog. As we were running, I became acquainted with some of my new teammates. The one who chatted the most was Katie, the team's captain. She explained how the team was really good, but hadn't had a striker who could score goals, and that was where they had struggled in recent years. They were all hoping I could bag the goals to win them the cup.

After the jog, we did some basic passing drills and also practised some 1-v-1 situations. The whole time I became lost in the moment. I didn't once think about being Toby...I was completely absorbed in the role of Tabitha. I could feel my breasts bounce as I ran and my thong slowly rising up my butt crack. Everything just felt so right!

We finished the drills and ended the session with a match. I was on fire in the match, and scored a hat-trick inside five minutes. To say I was on cloud nine as 'Aunt Lucy' blew her whistle to end the session would be a chronic understatement. I felt unbeatable. A few of the girls came and hugged me, saying they were so glad to have me added to the team, and that the team now had a chance of winning the cup. It was so nice to feel welcome and wanted, especially after my recent bad experience with the boys' team.

After a quick debrief, Miss Snell sent the girls on their way to the changing rooms to get ready to leave.

"Tabitha, you coming to get changed with us?" Katie asked.

"She's going to help me pack away Katie", Miss Snell replied. "She'll be coming with you guys tomorrow afternoon though, so she'll see you then."

"Ah, no worries. Catch you tomorrow Tabitha." Katie waved goodbye, and made her way to the changing rooms.

And with that, it was just Miss Snell and I on the field.

"Well done today Tabitha. Your teammates clearly like you already."

I blushed and thanked her.

"Now tomorrow is slightly different in that we won't be training. However, we'll still need Tabitha around as the team is going bowling for some team building experience. Come to mine at 5pm, and we'll get you ready, OK?"

"OK", was all I could muster. The training session had been such a whirlwind, I couldn't really think of what else to say. Within the last hour, I had been running around the field dressed from head to toe as a girl, and not only had nobody shown the slightest suspicion about my true sex, but I had had the most exhilarating time.

When we had packed everything away, Miss Snell drove us back to her house, where I transformed back into Toby. I was bursting with excitement in anticipation of the team building, whatever that entailed, that was awaiting me the next day. But for now, I would have to be Toby again, for the next 24 hours at least.

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One of two issues

Alice-s's picture

Although I like the story, at the back of my mind, all I can think of is three to five with good behaviour. Thats before the sun gets its hands on the story.

It seems

Wendy Jean's picture

Our friend Toby is deep in the closet, but not anymore.