Until several months ago, Tony was one of the best players in pool; he believed no one could beat him, but fate otherwise. Then he met someone who was his equal or better. He made a bet that he thought he couldn't lose. The bet was three wins of pool; the loser would have to do what the other wanted. Tony couldn't believe it, he lost, he lost , he couldn't believe it, so he had to go to the transformation centre, and he was changed into a girl, not dressed as a girl, well, yes, actually being a girl. and dressed as one to. After a week or so, he wanted to know how long he had to stay like this, Tony asked. I don't know, for several months, a year, or what, I wondered. If you could win three games of pool, Tony smiled; he thought it was fluky. A girl or not , I can beat him, but fate was strange at best. Still, there was something off about his game; it was like he couldn't place it.
What he started couldn't go right; it was like he couldn't play right. It was like he was an amateur. Still, they blame it on the balls or the sticks being off. Still, he didn't want to admit that , he not used to his feminine body, that certain getting in the way, of his way, , thou it way quick game, it felt like it was hours, so Tony had to stay as girl for ANOTHER couple of weeks, but he still refuse to believe that he can't adjust to being a girl, so he is still trying to win his male body, to play pool as a girl. It's been a couple of months, and he couldn't play right. He couldn't still wi. He's still a gir. Can't believe he lost till.
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