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Some days, you just gotta punch things to make yourself feel better. Not many people know this as well as Andre. Andre was an aspiring amateur boxer, whose biggest dream was of course to one day take part in the olympics, become a professional afterwards, and even become a world champion. However, things weren’t looking all that good for him.
Lately he’s lost, or drew all his matches, and even though he was not knocked out even once, he was frustrated by not being able to break the vicious cycle. If this continued, he’d miss his chances at the olympic qualification, and all that followed for at least another four years, and he wasn’t exactly young for an amateur anymore. At the age of 21, he was already a bit overage compared to his peers, and it wasn’t inspiration or motivation he was lacking, nor was he not well trained and versed in the ring, it was just not working out for some reason. At first he blamed his opponents for cheating, then the referee for having sold the matches, but now it was a time when he felt himself being at fault.
“God Damn it!” he yelled out as he punched the bag so hard, the hook gave away, and it dropped to the floor. He had all the punching power and technique he could need, but now his frustration was getting the better of him. “Why won’t it just work? Why am I the one who gets left behind.”
Lately though, he started taking new nutrients and food addons to help grow more muscle. He was at the point, when he’d even considered quitting boxing and becoming a dead lifter or something. He had a good build and was diligently working his muscles. However, this new additive he started taking, “T-Mass” with the slogan of ‘Extra G to your diet’ was giving him odd feelings. Sure, his punching power became thrice the original, but he was having odd moments of confusion and weird hallucinations where he’d see a tall, muscular blonde woman in the mirror in place of his own. He even went to a doctor, but nothing came of it.
“Man... I need a shower desperately.” he muttered to himself as he walked into the gym’s bathroom and started taking a shower. The water touching his skin felt like molten lava, despite it being almost completely turned to cold. “I need a few days off. I think the whole training went to my head...”
He hummed a tune not even he knew what it was, as he was showering. He started by washing his hair. He felt like it was so greasy, even though it was just fine. He didn’t forget to add as much shampoo as he could to make himself feel good. While he did so, while rigorously washing his hair, something began. His entire body was glowing blue, then it suddenly shifted to pink. As it did, his entire body shuddered, but he didn’t feel any of it. When the shuddering, or rather, literal vibrating stopped, his arms became thinned, hands smaller, and daintier. Then again, it wasn’t all that much muscle mass he lost, more like it became more like the arms and hands of a woman. His skin also changed to a lighter tone, which started spreading down his back, and his chest. As it reached all the way down to his waist, and then below his hips, his back was already narrower, though his muscles were much more defined than before. His chest was also swelling up, and felt itchy, burning even.
“Damn it... I hope it’s not some contagious. All I need now is a skin rash.” But it wasn’t a rash, more like he was growing breasts, and rapidly too. “Ungh... The way I’m doing this almost makes it look like I’m playing with my nipples.”
Indeed his nipples and the area around them was also growing, and by the time the itch went away, he had quite the rack, a lot of women would go to some dangerous lengths to. The changes spread below hiswaist and hips, and his butt inflated considerably, making it nice and round, with nice thick, but also muscle bound thighs and legs. Finally his little guy shrank and shriveled away, until it gave place to something completely different, a womanhood. Finally he, now she washed the shampoo away, and in place of his original dark brown spiky hair, a long, lush blonde waterfall of hair dropped down to her hips.
“Man... That really felt good.” she said, stretching and flexing her tired joints, as she walked out of the showers bare naked and hot as lava. “I feel like I was reborn.”
She stopped in front of the mirror and at first felt a little perplexed by what she was seeing, but something suddenly snapped and she smiled.
“Hot damn, girl, I look so good, I’m starting to envy myself.” she said with a satisfied look on her face. “Wonder what the boys will say when they find out I took a shower in the guys lockers.”

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CrabCaptionCorp what do we even call you now? Maybe Annamarie would be nice, but I'll leave it up to you

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Some days, you just gotta punch things to make yourself feel better. Not many people know this as well as Andre. Andre was an aspiring amateur boxer, whose biggest dream was of course to one day take part in the olympics, become a professional afterwards, and even become a world champion. However, things weren’t looking all that good for him.
Lately he’s lost, or drew all his matches, and even though he was not knocked out even once, he was frustrated by not being able to break the vicious cycle. If this continued, he’d miss his chances at the olympic qualification, and all that followed for at least another four years, and he wasn’t exactly young for an amateur anymore. At the age of 21, he was already a bit overage compared to his peers, and it wasn’t inspiration or motivation he was lacking, nor was he not well trained and versed in the ring, it was just not working out for some reason. At first he blamed his opponents for cheating, then the referee for having sold the matches, but now it was a time when he felt himself being at fault.
“God Damn it!” he yelled out as he punched the bag so hard, the hook gave away, and it dropped to the floor. He had all the punching power and technique he could need, but now his frustration was getting the better of him. “Why won’t it just work? Why am I the one who gets left behind.”
Lately though, he started taking new nutrients and food addons to help grow more muscle. He was at the point, when he’d even considered quitting boxing and becoming a dead lifter or something. He had a good build and was diligently working his muscles. However, this new additive he started taking, “T-Mass” with the slogan of ‘Extra G to your diet’ was giving him odd feelings. Sure, his punching power became thrice the original, but he was having odd moments of confusion and weird hallucinations where he’d see a tall, muscular blonde woman in the mirror in place of his own. He even went to a doctor, but nothing came of it.
“Man... I need a shower desperately.” he muttered to himself as he walked into the gym’s bathroom and started taking a shower. The water touching his skin felt like molten lava, despite it being almost completely turned to cold. “I need a few days off. I think the whole training went to my head...”
He hummed a tune not even he knew what it was, as he was showering. He started by washing his hair. He felt like it was so greasy, even though it was just fine. He didn’t forget to add as much shampoo as he could to make himself feel good. While he did so, while rigorously washing his hair, something began. His entire body was glowing blue, then it suddenly shifted to pink. As it did, his entire body shuddered, but he didn’t feel any of it. When the shuddering, or rather, literal vibrating stopped, his arms became thinned, hands smaller, and daintier. Then again, it wasn’t all that much muscle mass he lost, more like it became more like the arms and hands of a woman. His skin also changed to a lighter tone, which started spreading down his back, and his chest. As it reached all the way down to his waist, and then below his hips, his back was already narrower, though his muscles were much more defined than before. His chest was also swelling up, and felt itchy, burning even.
“Damn it... I hope it’s not some contagious. All I need now is a skin rash.” But it wasn’t a rash, more like he was growing breasts, and rapidly too. “Ungh... The way I’m doing this almost makes it look like I’m playing with my nipples.”
Indeed his nipples and the area around them was also growing, and by the time the itch went away, he had quite the rack, a lot of women would go to some dangerous lengths to. The changes spread below hiswaist and hips, and his butt inflated considerably, making it nice and round, with nice thick, but also muscle bound thighs and legs. Finally his little guy shrank and shriveled away, until it gave place to something completely different, a womanhood. Finally he, now she washed the shampoo away, and in place of his original dark brown spiky hair, a long, lush blonde waterfall of hair dropped down to her hips.
“Man... That really felt good.” she said, stretching and flexing her tired joints, as she walked out of the showers bare naked and hot as lava. “I feel like I was reborn.”
She stopped in front of the mirror and at first felt a little perplexed by what she was seeing, but something suddenly snapped and she smiled.
“Hot damn, girl, I look so good, I’m starting to envy myself.” she said with a satisfied look on her face. “Wonder what the boys will say when they find out I took a shower in the guys lockers.”