Puck slut tg (trade with Saruman92)

After watching a couple of games with your friends, you had recently became a hockey fan, a fan of the Minnesota Wild to be exact. Like anyone who gets into somthing, after one game you were hooked on hockey and could not bear to miss a single game of your favorite team and the mayhem that went along with it. In following your favorite team, you came across a sweepstakes on the Wild's website. The sweepstakes included a free three day stay in St. Paul's, Minnesota at an expensive hotel across the street from the hockey rink. It, of course, also included a front row ticket to a home game along with a signed jersey of the winner's favorite wild player. To your shocking surprise you won and went absolutely nuts at learning this. You packed your bags and claimed your free flight to Saint Paul's.

When you arrrived at the hotel, the lady lady at the front desk smiled and gave you the key to your room. You took the elevator and arrived at the nicely furnished room. There was a note on the bed with the autographed jersey and game ticket that had been promised that read:

Congratulations contest winner! Thank you for being an amazing fan and supporting our team and organization. It is our great pleasure to provide you, as the winner of the contest with this hotel stay and a ticket along, of  course with your jersey. It is our request that you put on the jersey and wear it for the remainder of your stay so as to show your support in your favorite NHL team. ( plus it was kind of in the fine print of the sweepstakes sign up) Signed, The Wild

You didnt need any further persuasion and quickly put the jersey on and made your way out of the apartment to grab lunch. On your way you saw other guys in jerseys and figured that this hotel attracts a lot of hockey fans from out of the city. As you walked you failed to notice that you were changing. You felt an itch due to your dark hair growing out of your scalp, but paid no mind to it as it reached down to the middle of your back. Suddenly you felt an excruciatiating pain that re-shaped your body into a perect hourglass shape with a thin waist and mildly expanded hips. It was then that the pain moved to your face which morphed into more delicate features and those of a very beautiful woman. You felt two soft mounds push out of your chest before realizing that they were actually C cup boobs forming. Your height took a huge drop by a half foot from the normal height of 5'11 to to a mere 5'5. The shape of your legs then changed, adding more toned muscle to them as your ass experienced a similar change though lifting up and becoming more toned.You finally felt a tug in your groin and it culminated in the loss of your manhood and the formation of a tight wet pussy. You felt a wave of pleasure when your boxers changed to a lace material and shrunk into your ass cheeks and through your pussy lips to become a white thong as a matching bra wrapped around your breasts. The jeans you were wearing were baggy but that did not last for long as they started to climb up your legs as they turned into a softer black material. Your pant legs morphed together and stopped at our upper thigh to become a sexy little skirt. Suddenly you had the urge to go shopping for some feminine accessories and made your way to the closest mall.

When you came back to the hotel, you saw that there were more hot girls than you remembered. You didn't even draw the conclusion between you turning into a girl and that because you were starting to forget that you had ever been a guy.You tookoff the skirt and looked at the hockey rink across the street because you couldn't wait to go to the game..... and see those hot hockey players in the game. Wait! What? You couln't believe that you were starting to think that way but suddenly you were rubbing your wet pussy at the thought of those muscular players.

You when went to the game from there only whering the skimpy thong covered by your overzized jersey. The game was amazing though you found yourself suddenly confused as to what was going on as far as the game went. you could only focus on the hunky guys playing. In the same area as you were other hot girls... who you recognized from the hotel. Suddenly you realized that this was all a scam and loyal fans such as yourself had been turned into puck sluts for the pleasure of the team no doubt, but it was too late when you suddenly stopped caring and your bimbo mind took over. When the game was over, the team manager herded you and the rest of the girls to the locker roon. you were each wearing a different jersey and were matched to the player whose name was on your jersey. The already sweaty player made his way over to you and placed his hands on your hips before starting to take control of you. You giggled and finally took off the jersey before slipping out of your thong. The playerthen impaled your pussy with his rod and started thrusting quickly in and out of you which caused you to scream in pleasure. The sopunds of the other girls being fucked simultaneously turned you on too as this strong man lifted you up and fucked you in mid air. The sheer rush of being dominated was like no other. You would from then on serve as the team's way of using incentives to get their team to win as a puck slut.