"Don´t miss", Steve said in an attempt to jinx Kevin´s shot.
They were neck to neck and both of them had just a single transformation left before being a full member of the opposite gender.
The winner would revert back to his male body.
The loser would be in service to the winner for a full day.
"I won`t". Kevin said with a total focus on the ball in front of him. He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled the air in his lungs, picturing the club in his hand as an extension of himself before hitting the ball with a soft thud.
The white ball flew through the air in an high arc, clearly overshooting its target, a bucket further away. He resigned himself to the fate of being Steve´s slave during the next 24 hours before the ball bounced on the opposing wall and down the bucket.
"What?", he exclaimed in surprise before realizing what just had happened, then "YES!" the seconds after.
Steve groaned. The last time Kevin won he had been forced to act as a sexy maid the whole time, ridicolous accent and all.
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