Hit the Showers

“Good practice, Kels,” Christine gleefully chirped to her longtime teammate as they led the team in from practice.

Christine and Kelsey were the stars of Garnet Hills Pumas. Of course, this was nothing new for either of them; the two girls had been teammates since Junior High and had spent most of that time locked in a not-always-friendly competition with each other. 

“Yeah. Thanks,” Kelsey responded, rolling her eyes as she headed to her locker. “Ugh, who does she think she’s kidding?” she thought to herself, “that little bitch is so fake.” 

After years of playing together, Kelsey was so over Christine and her little miss happy-go-lucky all-star act. Ever since they were kids, it was always about Christine. “Christine’s the star,”  “Everyone follow Christine,” “Christine really put the team on her back today,” “We need to get the ball to Christine more.” 

At school, all the younger girls idolized Christine. They all wanted to be the one to take over and be the star. And the boys, Kelsey shook her head just thinking about it, the boys were all obsessed with Christine. They’d line the halls to tell her about some barely important “amazing play” she made in the last game. No one ever seemed to notice that Kelsey actually led the team in goals.

To make matters worse, Christine had been the captain of the team the last two years. Now that they were Seniors, Christine somehow managed to get even more of the spotlight. This was going to be her big year. Kelsey was completely fed up. She was determined to make this year different; this year would be all about her. 

She smiled to herself as she watched Christine heading to the showers before grabbing her towel and following her. Kelsey grinned as she saw the pink, sparkling bottle in her teammate’s hands. If all went according to plan, Christine wouldn’t be a problem for much longer. She found a stall far enough from Christine to avoid any unwanted suspicions and turned on the water. 

In the other stall, Christine was letting the warm water run over her. Today’s practice was especially tough and she took a nasty slide tackle from Kelsey during their scrimmage, so she was a little more achy than usual. She soaped herself up and winced upon discovering a small bruise on the back of her leg. Part of her wondered if Kelsey had done it on purpose, but she quickly dismissed the idea. They had been friends since they were kids; Kelsey would never try to hurt her. 

Grabbing her shampoo, Christine let the water run over her head before squeezing the product into her hands. She was surprised to discover that her shampoo was a sweet-smelling, pink liquid. The athletic blonde sighed and decided that she must have grabbed her sister’s fancy designer product by accident. The glittery bottle all but confirmed her suspicions. Christine was sure she’d hear all about it when she got home.

The damage being done, Christine ran the shampoo through her hair and was amazed with how good it smelled and, most surprisingly, how nice it felt. Her head began to tingle as if she was getting a relaxing scalp massage. After years of judging her sister for being such a diva, Christine was beginning to see what made those high-quality products worth it. She found herself closing her eyes and imagining that she was in a candy store as the smell of cotton candy tickled her nose. Everything she was feeling could only be described as yummy. Without realizing it, Christine let out a little moan as she massaged the shampoo deeper into her hair. 

Kelsey smirked as some of the other girls on the team were giggling at the sounds coming from their captain’s stall. She could hear them whispering to each other; one asking another if she heard anything, another telling her friend that she wasn’t the biggest slut on the team after all. It was music to Kelsey’s ears.

Christine’s hand explored her body, soft mews echoing through the shower area. Most of the other girls had left the change room at this point, wanting to escape the awkwardness of their team captain jilling herself off in the shower. Everyone except for Kelsey, that is. This was her moment of victory, and she was going to enjoy every moan and scream that came with it. She had even started touching herself a little; Christine’s cries of pleasure simply too much to not indulge in. 

Finally, the captain’s shower turned off and a giggle echoed in the near-empty room. Footsteps passed by Kelsey’s stall as she waited a moment before she stepped out. When she did, a flash of blonde hair turning the corner was all she was able to catch of Christine. She grabbed a towel and wrapped it around herself before joining her longtime rival in the locker area.

Kelsey couldn’t believe her eyes when she saw Christine for the first time; the shampoo had worked better than she could have expected.

Christine stood in front of her locker, her previously shoulder length hair now adorable curls that fell all the way down to her ass. It had been a dirty blonde before but now it was a brilliant platinum colour. And it was far from the only significant change to her. 

Her barely-there breasts had ballooned out into twin mounds, sitting high and perky on her slender frame. They had a perfectly round, almost unnatural, shape to them. The average person on the street would immediately assume that Christine had had work done. Her bottom had undergone a similar change, now a considerable bubble that led to her long, perfect legs.

Kelsey noticed the lack of muscle tone on her legs, as the rest of her body, for that matter as the now-busty blonde struggled to fit her t-shirt over her massive chest. Christine had traded her toned body for a smoother, curvier one and Kelsey couldn’t be more pleased to see it.

Finally, Christine noticed her friend standing there. Her bright blue eyes sparkled, and Kelsey could see the change in them. They seemed empty, like there was no critical thought going on behind them. 

“Kels! Oh em gee! Hiiiiii!” the blonde squealed, skipping to her teammate and giving her a big hug. 

Kelsey’s eyes went wide as the girl hugged her. She could feel Christine’s chest pressing against her, like a pair of soft, but firm, pillows. 

“Hey, Christine,” she said, peeling the girl’s arms from around her. A wicked smile crossed her lips; the rival had clearly undergone some significant mental changes as well. 

“Like, you think you could help me?” Christine asked. “I can’t get my top to fit over my boobies!” 

She couldn’t help but chuckle at the bimbo. This was getting better and better.

“Chrissy… I can call you Chrissy, right?” she asked, a sly, condescending tone to her words, “Are you feeling okay?”

The bimbo’s boobs jiggled a little as she nodded excitedly, “Uh huh! Totes! I feel, like, super good! And Chrissy is soooo much cuter than Christine! Call me that, like, all the time, please!”

“Sure thing, Chrissy.” 

“Yay,” she giggled. “You’re the bestest, Kels!” 

“Oh, I know,” the athletic brunette grinned. “Especially with you out of the way”, she noted mentally. Then, she softened her tone, “I just don’t understand why you’re here right now, Chrissy.”

Those empty blue eyes stared at her as Chrissy’s head cocked sideways, “Whatcha mean? Didn’t we, like, just have practice?”

Kelsey decided to truly push the captain’s new mind, “No, silly. This was the soccer practice. Cheer isn’t until tomorrow. You don’t actually think you’re a soccer player, do you?”

Chrissy’s face scrunched up, causing her plump lips to pout slightly, as she tried to think about the question. She could have sworn she was a soccer player. She remembered being at all the games. Seeing Kelsey score all those goals. Cheering for her from the sidelines. Sidelines? That’s where the cheerleaders were.

“Duh, Chrissy!” she scolded herself in her silly bimbo head. Of course she was a cheerleader! She remembered shaking her pom poms as Kelsey dodged all those scary defenders and scored. Gosh, she was so good. Chrissy just loved cheering her on.

A fit of giggles broke her train of thought, “Gosh! I’m, like, such a dumdum sometimes! I’m sorry you hafta put up with me, Kels!”

Kelsey smiled again, “Aw, don’t worry, silly. You can’t really help it. You’re just not the brightest.” 

The bimbofied all-star pouted, “Ugh, I knowww, but,  like, ‘least I have a bestie like you to take care of me!” 

Unfortunately for Christine, she’d never fully understand just how true that statement was.