“Why do we even have to go to this stupid camp?” 13 year old Ethan Underwood asked his Mom.

“Yeah Mom, I don’t even want to keep playing soccer” Ethan’s 12 year old brother Max chimed in from the backseat. “I haven’t had any fun in like the last five years”

“I don’t think I’ve ever had fun playing!” Ethan whined.

Leslie Underwood sighed heavily “Because you two need to do some kind of physical activity, it’s that simple. You two cannot simply sit around playing Xbox and watching YouTube all day. You need to learn teamwork and have some exercise; you’ve also shot down every other sport outright so soccer it is. And you’re going to camp because your Father and I have paid a lot of money for this camp, so shut your mouths before I sign you up for every single soccer camp I can find this summer”

Ethan slumped down in the passenger seat while Max thought about making another comment before a look from Ethan made him stop.

“As much as I wish you two could be world class soccer players; what I really wish is that you would love the game” Leslie said as they rolled up to the parking lot. “Have fun today and try something new…try to enjoy whatever comes at you” she told her sons as they got out grabbing their equipment bags.

“Ok Mom” Max said.

“Sure Mom, we’ll try” Ethan said forcing a smile.

Ethan was still a chubby kid with a slight gut hanging out in front of him so he always wore his jersey large and baggy. He was also quite pale with light brown hair cut short and braces.

Max was already taller than his older brother by an inch but he was even more awkward in his looks. Max was teased for his red hair, the beginning bumps of acne and his glasses. When he played, he wore a pair of wrap around rec specs that would fog up in the rain. He was skinny and pale and usually the slowest player on the field.

They trudged up to the gates and went through. It was the third day of the weeklong camp and today was the day the “special guests” would be there to talk to the kids. Max and Ethan were hoping it would be someone cool like Landon Donovan or Clint Dempsey but they figured it would be someone lame like a third stringer from a local college team.

Boys and Girls were everywhere; some already warming up, other lacing up cleats and getting ready while the brothers went over and sat on one of the benches. “It’s already hot out here” Ethan said sweating.

“I’m going to die out here today, I know it” Max echoed. He switched out his regular frames for his sport frames while staring at the ground. Neither moved to warm up until told by one of the councilors.

They went through their drills, performing poorly but still being cheered on by the instructors, if not the other more competitive kids attending the camp who tended to look down on them.

“May I have your attention please” came out over the field loudspeakers “If everyone would please report to field 3, we have two very special guests who will be talking with you and then showing you a few things in some awesome drills. Thank You”

Max and Ethan were already on field 3 so they had front row seats as everyone else built up behind them.

The crowd noise was constant and rather loud as 100 kids gathered around, waiting to see who would come out.

“Alright everybody if I could have your attention please” the lead instructor Josh yelled out over a microphone. “I’m am really, really pumped to get to bring out our guest instructors today. You know them both and I could stand here for an hour listing off their achievements but instead I’m just going to bring them out: I want everyone to give a nice warm welcome to US National Women’s Soccer players Tobin Heath and Alex Morgan!”

The crowd went absolutely nuts with wild cheers and applause.

“What’s everybody so excited about? Dempsey and Donovan are both better than them” Ethan said to Max. “Why should we have to listen to some girls?”

Max nodded “Not impressed” he responded.

“Hey everybody!” Alex shouted out raising her arms and waving to the crowd.

“How’s everyone doing out there today? Everybody having fun?!” Tobin joined in jumping up and down a bit.

“Thanks you guys for such an awesome welcome!” Alex said. “How many of you here love to play soccer?!”

All hands went up except two in the front row.

“And how many of you are looking forward to doing some drills with us?!” Tobin called out to thunderous applause.

“We’ll sign autographs at take some pictures at the end too…does that sound alright with all of you?” Alex yelled out to the approving crowd.

“You know soccer has been a very important part of both of our lives for years and years” Alex started.

“Don’t tell them how many years! We don’t want them thinking that we’re old!” Tobin joked laughing and smiling her broad smile.

“Of course not…I’d never tell them something that’s readily available on Wikipedia!” Alex laughed and tossed her long brown hair back. “She’s older than me” she added in an under the breath way of laughing.

Ethan and Max started to zone out as they continued talking. They got tired of looking up and craning their necks since they were in the front row, so instead, they mostly stared at the women’s knees as they walked back and forth talking to the crowd.

Both Alex and Tobin had noticed the two boys in the front row who looked bored and picked at the grass instead of looking at them while they spoke, but they ignored them. “Alright then, we’re going to split up into groups and do a few drills!” Tobin said “Go see your instructors and we’ll get started” she finished with a clap of her hands.

When the boys stood up though, they exchanged a look of shock, mouths open.

“Wait a minute you two” Alex said putting a hand on a shoulder of each of them “We need to talk” she laughed as they turned around.

The boys now looked sheepish and embarrassed at being singled out but the rest of the kids were all rushing out and there wasn’t much of a crowd left.

“You two do not get to wear those numbers and be that lethargic…we take that as an insult” Alex told them seeing that Max was wearing her number 13 and Ethan had on Tobin’s number 17.

“If you’re going to wear our numbers, you’re going to have to hustle and be enthusiastic about the game man” Tobin said giving Ethan a playful slap on the chest. “What’s your name?”

“Um…Ethan” he responded blushing and nearly choking on his words.

“And how about you? What’s your name there number 13?” Alex asked the slightly taller boy with the red hair.

“MAX…uh…Max” he was very nervous now.

“I get the feeling that you two aren’t all that into soccer; am I right?” Alex asked.

Both boys blushed and looked down at their shoes.

Tobin made a “Tsk, tsk, tsk” sound. ”You know what we’ve got to do Alex? We’ve got to show these two just how much fun soccer can be”

“How long have you been playing?” Alex asked Max.

“Um…like 6 years” Max responded.

“And how about you Ethan?” Tobin asked.

“7 years…we…we’re brothers”

“I thought I saw a resemblance” Alex laughed “And Mom and Dad want you two to get out there and play something right”

They both nodded, cheeks bright red.

“It’s okay guys…don’t be nervous…we don’t bite” Alex laughed. “We just wish you two had the same love of the game as we do”

Ethan shrugged and Max swirled his right foot around in the grass.

“Tell you what: We’re going to make today a day you two will never forget and I can promise you that by the end of the day, you’ll love soccer just as much as we do” Alex told them.

“And you never know, by the end of the day, you might just be playing as good as us too” Tobin added in.

“Yeah right” Max muttered to himself as Alex put her hand on his back and led him out to the field.

Max was about 2 inches taller than Alex at 5’9” to her 5’7” while Ethan was an inch taller at 5’8”, but 2 inches taller than the 5’6” Tobin.

Even jogging, the boys began to fall behind the easy strides that the pros made on their way out to the fields and they were huffing and puffing after the first drill.

Three more drill stations followed before they called for a 15 minute break. Alex and Tobin signed autographs and posed for selfies and chatted with as many kids as they could while Ethan and Max lay flat on their backs sucking air.

“How are we supposed to love soccer when we’re going to die out here” Max said, his face bright red.

“I…don’t…” Ethan could barely catch his breath trying to talk.

More stations followed before they called it a day and the signing and picture taking continued.

Ethan was still on the far side of the fields resting while Max was drinking a blue Gatorade after everyone else had headed to the locker rooms. They had already taken off their cleats, socks and shin guards.

That was when they heard their names called out “MAX AND ETHAN!” in Tobin’s voice.

They turned and saw the two women approaching with smiles on their faces “You didn’t think we had forgotten about you two had you?” Alex asked putting her hands on her hips and smiling.

“So how are you feeling?” Tobin asked with a smile.

“Awful…I’m exhausted! How do you two run like that?” Max asked cheeks flush.

Alex just laughed “Conditioning; we run like we do because we’ve ran every day for years. You two could run like us too” she said in her slightly raspy voice.

“Never…” Ethan panted “I could never be like you” he pointed at Tobin.

“Don’t thin k like that” Tobin said in an encouraging voice. “Every day is a chance for something amazing to happen”

“Yeah, it would be absolutely amazing and impossible if we could be like you” Ethan said.

“No, we could get anybody in good enough condition to play like we do right now” Alex said.

“Ha! You’re saying that you could get us in the same shape as you” Max said “Prove it!”

“If you two trained like us, you’d eventually get into shape to at least keep up with us” Alex said.

“I don’t believe it. You can’t do anything with bodies like ours” Max said negatively.

“Yes we could” Tobin said.

“I wish you two were like us and had bodies like ours to try to train with. If you could then turn around and beat two world class soccer players, only then would I believe you” Ethan said defiantly.

“I wish we could show you that we’re right” Alex said in return. “I just wish you two would actually love soccer as much as us”

Max looked directly at Alex Morgan; world class athlete and famous for her looks. She had been in the Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Edition, she had major commercial endorsements and was, he realized in his pubescent body, gorgeous. She was looking him back directly in his eye, a look of determination in her bright blue eyes.

For a moment, they stared each other down before Alex blinked and her brown eyes had less determination in them to Max. Max now blinked and concentrated on Alex’s face; her face seemed to be moving, shifting almost.

As Max concentrated, Alex felt something wrong. A basic instinct kicked in and her brow dropped in confusion and incomprehension as her face began to tighten. It felt cramped and her nose and cheeks moved on their own.

Alex’s nostrils flared as her nose began to change shape. Her high round cheeks dropped and acne bumps broke out across her forehead. As her vision began to weaken and blur, she thought she saw the boy’s face in front of her shift and lift.

Max’s weak brown eyes strengthened to the point where his glasses hurt. He whipped them off and blinked his radiant blue eyes, adjusting to the sun. Max’s nostrils flared as his nose grew longer and straight.

His light eyebrows darkened, his skin began to clear across his forehead. Max’s weak bone structure began to strengthen. His cheeks lifted and his chin and jaw shifted out more confidently as his ears shrank.

His lips puffed up and plumped as his teeth straightened and whitened behind them.

Max couldn’t believe what he was seeing before his eyes; eyes he could see out of without glasses. “Um…Alex?” he said quietly.

Alex was beginning to panic, her vision was blurry and she could feel that something was wrong “What’s going on?!” she asked frantically. She reached out and took the glasses from Max’s hand. Without thinking of what or why she was doing it, she put them up to her eyes and realized that she could see out of them. The straps hung down the sides as freckles broke out across the bridge of her smaller nose. Her lips thinned next and her straight white teeth began to shrink down in accordance. They shifted in and out in need of braces.

Her chin and jaw line weakened and pulled up and back “Max?!?” she said feeling a tugging at her scalp.

“Alex?!?” he responded but didn’t sound right.

Alex gasped at hearing his voice. It sounded deeper and raspy, it sounded like her voice coming out of him. “Max…what the…” she said, her voice sounding higher and nasally but she was too interested in Max’s hair to care what her own voice sounded like.

Max felt a pulling sensation in his shaggy red hair and suddenly, his hair was growing incredibly long, flowing down past the sides of his face and into his peripheral vision. It was darkening to a chestnut brown and thickening as it came to his shoulders and then over them and down his back and chest.

Alex’s stomach dropped “Oh God” she whispered. She licked her thin lips even though her mouth had gone dry. The tugging she felt on her scalp had been the first indication that her long hair was pulling up, retreating inward and changing to a russet color of red. It thinned as it came up, she felt sweat break out across her forehead and along the back of her neck as it became exposed in what was quickly becoming a boy’s haircut. A few shaggy hairs dropped over her acne laden forehead, matted down by the sweat she was now producing.

She reluctantly stretched the band out and snapped the rec specs on.

Tobin and Ethan were speechless as both watched what was happening, their mouth agape. “What the…” Tobin said as she watched Alex’s face and hair change into Max’s. Max’s head was now on Alex’s body and vice versa. She swallowed as she felt her feet twitch below her.

Tobin and Alex had on cleats, but just some ankle socks went with them. She quickly slipped her feet out of both and as her heart lifted into her throat and her stomach dropped, Tobin saw that her feet were pale; much paler than they usually were. Her skin was different.

She lifted up her toes and cocked her head as they began to shift and reshape themselves. Her nails pulled in as her toes thinned but the rest of her feet widened out “Ah!” she let out a quick response as her toes relaxed back down into the grass not looking at all like her own.

Ethan felt a similar twinge run through his feet. He rolled her feet outward onto his ankles which felt stronger somehow. His big toes widened and his nails got bigger and the white color of them looked deeper. His feet narrowed and tanned as they sat cocked outward. He rolled them back “Those aren’t my feet…my feet don’t look the same!” he said.

Tobin’s eyes shifted “No” she thought “That can’t be…” she looked up and saw Alex and Max though, Alex was now holding her arms out in front of her a look of shock on her now tween aged boys face as her arms grew pale and soft. Her shoulders looked more drawn in as well.

“It’s happening to me…to us as well!” struck her suddenly. She looked at Ethan and found him staring back at her, a look of fear on his chubby face “Oh no” she said to him “Oh no” she repeated shaking her head.

“What…I don’t understand what’s going on?” Ethan said now looking at his brother as his shoulders rose up and Max’s arms tanned and got more muscle definition in them.

“I don’t know what’s happening or why it’s happening…but…you’ve got my feet on you and I think I have yours and your brother and Alex are…” Tobin stopped talking unable to put into words and just shook her head more.

Ethan looked down at his legs, they suddenly felt on fire. His leg hairs were all standing straight up when they then sucked in and vanished leaving behind smooth skin that was darkening into a nice tan. His calf muscled hardened and rose up, his knees locked as pressure waves washed over them strengthening them, but it was in his thighs that he felt the biggest change.

Ethan’s weak and flabby thighs started to thicken with layers of tight, taut and trained muscle. He felt power course through them as they bulged out under his shorts, the power coursing up and back to his hips and ass.

Tobin looked down as an intense tingling sensation settled into her legs. Her skin went pale and tiny black hairs poked out. Her ankles puffed up and her calf muscles softened and dropped. Her knees bowed as the strength in them vanished and a weakness she had never felt before began to settle on her.

Tobin’s powerful thighs deteriorated, sapped of their strength as her muscles atrophied leaving behind nothing but soft flab. Her weight settled down into her legs as they turned round and chubby.

Alex felt her shoulders pull in and round off as her arm strength left her. She put her hands up and splayed out her fingers. The red nail polish she was wearing faded away to nothing and her nails grew ragged and dirty and looked like they had been chewed on. Her fingers thickened and her hands grew larger as the skin continued to pale.

Max felt strength in his shoulders building up, he would be strong enough to push an opponent away from the ball now. His arms tanned and also grew stronger even as his wrists slimmed, his fingers grew long and slender and red coated manicured nails appeared at the ends of them.

Alex’s young face expressed shock when she felt tightness in her chest. Underneath her sports bra, her small but pert breasts began to change. The feelings and sensations of her breasts no longer registered in her brain as they began to shrink up and in, her nipples pulling up smaller.

Alex’s chest and back muscles now started to shrink and loosen. Her defined chest became that of a 12 year old boy, flat, sunken and hairless but yet still encased in a sports bra.

She lifted up her jersey and saw her ab muscles on display, the hard won six pack, earned by so many hours in the gym now began to vanish before her eyes becoming nothing more than a weak flat stomach on her skinny little boy’s body.

Max, on the other hand was experiencing all kinds of new sensations in his body. His chest came alive and his nipples popped. Feelings rippled through his muscles which were coming alert and alive across his back, chest and abdomen. But more than that came alive on his chest. As breasts began to rise up and nerve ending became sensitive, Max’s bright blue eyes bulged and a wicked smile crossed his full lips which spread into a wide smile while he blushed.

He could feel his muscles locking into place, firm and strong, a core strength anyone would envy as his abs defined into a six pack.

Tobin felt the muscles and definition in her ass begin to leave. Her rear went lax as filled out soft. Her hips pulled inward before a look of pure shock and horror came to her face “No, no, no, no…” she began repeating as she felt an odd pain in her lower abdomen.

Underneath her soccer shorts and compression shorts were her panties which now began to fit poorly. She felt a surge and her stomach flipped as testicles descended out of her followed by the shaft of a penis. Only a slight bulge could be seen but it was enough to tell her unequivocally, that this was really happening.

Ethan’s eyes bulged equally as his hips slid out and the muscle growth continued lifting his ass up into a fit and firm orb. His hands flew to the front of his shorts as he brought his knees and thighs together and bent forward trying to cover as much of himself as he could.

The burning tingle had settled into his crotch and it felt as if his testicles were rising as his penis went numb. “Oh” he managed in a strangled voice as they pulled inside of him changing him into a woman.

The changes continued upward on both of them as their waists began to shift and slide in and out.

Tobin’s ab muscles and core strength vanished and fat sloshed forward as a gut appeared taking over the waistband of her shorts. She grabbed at and felt the soft flesh move between her fingers as she lifted it up helplessly.

Her sides drooped and her back muscles disappeared all the way up to her shoulders. Under her sports bra, she felt a numbness just before she felt it go from tight to loose. Her breasts began to shrink from their already somewhat small size, down to nothing but two man boobs of soft tissue.

Ethan looked across and saw a look of shock on Tobin’s face as her body continued changing into his. Her eyes had a far off look of shock in them and she shuddered as a sudden surge made her 2 inches taller but also put additional weight onto her frame.

Ethan was now looking slightly up at Tobin when he felt his whole top half tense up “Agh!” he said as his muscles contracted and twitched, firming and forming up across his back and chest. His gut slurped up and first went flat before well-defined and formed abs popped out.

He lifted up his shirt and ran his hands over the molded folds amazed at how taut they were. “Oh…Oh Man” he then said as he felt a stirring in his chest. Already having most of a female body didn’t stop the shock of growing breasts. His hand crept up under his jersey and tapped and ran along the bottom of his forming breasts. He quickly rolled his nipple between his thumb and forefinger, the first boob he ever felt was his own.

“Don’t touch those like they’re yours” Tobin said.

“But…they are mine” he replied to her horror. “I’m getting your whole body” As he said it he felt his shoulders pop and his arms change from soft to tight. His hands stayed about the same size but his nails, while still clear of all polish, looked much better kept up and his fingers slimmed down.

“Uh…but this is impossible” Tobin argued “I’m not…I can’t be turning into a…a 13 year old boy…this is not happening to me!”

But as she said it, her arms went limp and plumped up and her hands and fingers changed shape slightly thicker with dirty and ragged nails at the ends of them.

Alex felt her waist come in thinner and knew that the next few changes would take her in a very drastic different direction “This can’t be happening!” she kept telling herself “You have to be dreaming, you have to wake up” before she let out a quick “AH!” as she felt a tug below her waist.

Alex’s hands flew to her front as a wave of nausea flowed over her. With a pinching sensation accompanying the nausea, she felt something arrive in her panties under her compression shorts and begin to get squeezed as they still moved out and forward “No…this is not happening” she said again as she knew she now carried different equipment.

Alex’s ass began to deflate. All power left it as well as her feminine curve; nothing much was left at all as her shorts dropped down over her flat ass.

Max’s heart took off pounding even harder than it had been and an odd taste filled his mouth. There was an unsettled feeling in his stomach that seemed to radiate outward. A cramp hit his lower abdomen followed by a pulling and sucking sensation in his underwear. A sudden flush passed over and through him and he shuddered going weak in his knees. His feminine hands and red nails began to probe and slap at the front of his shorts “What the?” he said in his now raspy voice “What the…I’m…a…” he looked over at Alex who had a faraway look of anger in her eyes now “Shit I’m a girl” he said.

His shorts began to tighten as his ass began to grow larger. Round and full it came out full of muscle and strength before the legs of his shorts began to fill up with his growing thighs.

Max’s hands moved down and gripped his legs as they grew under them. Layer upon layer of muscle bulged out, his legs were rock hard and well-shaped “Oh My God…these legs…they feel so strong”

Alex’s shorts hung loose on her rapidly thinning legs. Her muscle tone was gone, pale skin and wispy hairs were all that were left; she felt weak and tired as her body drained away from her. Under her soccer cleats, her red toenails turned pale and her feet shrank a size and narrowed down.

Max looked further down his solid legs, tan smooth skin and curves met his eyes all the way down to his ankles and feet. His toes grew longer and red nail polish appeared on his wider nails. He was now Alex Morgan for all intents and purposes and Alex was nothing more than a scrawny little 12 year old boy.

Tobin felt a lump in her throat and she swallowed hard against it. Her slightly crooked chin pulled in and her jaw came up and back which began to process of shrinking back her wide mouth.

Her lips thinned and her teeth began to shrink which in turn changed the shape of her cheeks. Her cheeks popped and pulled as her nose grew broader overtop of her smaller mouth. Once her teeth settled down, she felt the clamping sensation and tasted metal. It was a feeling all too familiar to her from her own childhood “Back in stupid braces” she thought as she ran her tongue over them.

Her brown eyes narrowed as her skin paled. Her cheeks now filled out chubby and round as her ears grew longer. Her long brown hair began to lift up and pull inward leaving her chest and coming all the way back and changing into a short boy’s haircut.

Ethan stuck his chin out and craned his longer neck as they both grew and changed shape. His jaw widened and lengthened and his chin came out slightly off center. His mouth began to widen along with his teeth. For a brief second, his braces strained and the wires pulled before an audible <pop> was heard as they disappeared off his now wide, straight white teeth. His chubby cheeks thinned as his smile couldn’t be contained. The bottom tip of his nose widened as the bridge narrowed. His ears shrank up and his brown eyes widened. His eyebrows lengthened and thickened just slightly as his skin tanned up to his shifting hairline.

Long brown hair exploded out of his head cascading down to the top of his breasts and just over his shoulders in the back. Ethan was now Tobin Heath and Tobin was now just Ethan Underwood.

Tobin looked down at her chubby boy body “What happened?” she said before she turned her head and saw Alex, now turned into a skinny boy by whatever had changed her as well. All four of them had swapped bodies and turned two young boys into Olympic Athletes and two of the top women’s soccer players in the world into a couple of out of shape kids.

“Tobin is that you?” Alex asked, her voice cracking.

Tobin nodded on the verge of tears “It’s me…what happened to us Alex?” she asked.

“I don’t know, we were talking and then…” they both looked over at the boys who were examining their new bodies.

Max was staring down at himself in awe and wonder “I’m Alex Morgan. I’m famous, I’m gorgeous and I’m the face of a bunch of huge companies…I’m one of the best soccer players in the world!” he said.

Ethan was running his hands up and down his firm tight body “This is amazing! I feel so strong…I’m an Olympian…I’m a World Cup Winner!”

“But how?” Alex asked.

“We have to do something…we have to reverse this!” Tobin added in.

Max took a step back, his bare feet gliding through the grass “Wait a second…who said anything about reversing anything. I mean…”

“No! You’re not us and we’re not you! You can’t just take our lives and our bodies!” Alex shot back.

Tobin was starting at the mirror world version of herself that stood a few feet away.

“Maybe” Ethan said. “Since you two were so confident you could do anything even if you had bodies like ours, a little competition could be arranged. If you win, you can have your bodies back”

“But if we win, we stay like this” Max added in.

“What! That’s not fair!” Tobin said.

“Fair’s fair…what’s fair anyway. You’ve spent your lives studying the game, you should able to outplay us even if we have swapped our bodies” Ethan said. He grabbed Tobin’s discarded socks and shoes and put them on. They felt natural and comfortable on him.

“Come on…try to keep up!” Max shouted running barefoot out into the grass field.

Alex and Tobin looked at each other. Alex sat down and started pulling off her own socks and cleats and got a first look at her new skinny feet.

Tobin’ cheeks were blaring red with anger and determination “We can’t lose Alex…we just can’t” she said, her voice shaking and cracking.

“I know that” Alex said lacing up “Come on”

Even barefoot, Max was sprinting and dribbling and ball effortlessly, laughing as he did at the ease of it.

Ethan caught up and they began passing the ball back and forth before Ethan put his whole leg into it and sent booming kick into the air. He laughed and threw his head back, long brown hair streamed back “We got their muscles” he told his brother. “This feels amazing!”

“I know! Who would have thought we’d be women! And not just any women but two of the best athletes on the planet!” Max said.

“You’re on TV all the time! You’re Alex Morgan!” Ethan said running back and forth “I’m not out of breath at all by this!”

“We have their skills Ethan which means that they must have ours. If we want to stay like this, it’ll be a cinch!”

Tobin and Alex tried to sprint out but after a few seconds they were already feeling it. Alex felt her heart pounding and her thighs burning, muscles tried to keep up but her lungs started burning too. By the time they made it out to the middle of the field they were winded “Gah…how…out of shape…are you two…” Tobin gasped.

“Do you even really play soccer?” Alex added hands on her knees.

“We sure do” Max replied cheerfully “Mostly defense and honestly, we’re not good” he added bouncing a ball effortlessly up and down off his small bare foot, holding it off the ground and tossing it up and down bumping it before spin kicking it directly between Alex and Tobin’s heads.

Max laughed.

Alex and Tobin exchanged a look of “We’re in trouble”

Ethan took off with a ball and Tobin tried to keep up but feel behind very quickly. Ethan spun around and ran directly at his old body and with a slight head bob and a burst of speed kicked it right past the chubby boy standing motionless.

Ethan passed to Max who did some fancy footwork while Alex jerkily jammed her feet forward trying to steal it unsuccessfully every time. Tears of frustration began to build in her eyes “Quit it” she whined.

Tobin lumbered over to also try and steal it but was way too slow as Max deftly and expertly kept the ball away before kicking it between Alex’s legs where Ethan waited with his wide smile.

Ethan played with his long hair as he ran away with it, looped around and came back directly at them “Think fast!” he yelled and kicked a laser directly at Tobin.

Tobin awkwardly put her arms up but caught the kick in her flat and flabby chest nearly knocking the wind out of her.

Alex ran after the ball but Max swept past her and took it away. Tears ran down Alex’s freckled and acne laden face as she tried to catch her own body. It was useless, she had lost her body but also all the skills and muscles that went with it. Eventually she stopped, pulling up and bending over at the waist desperately trying to catch her breath.

Max sauntered back to her and leaned over “Lost your body Max…enjoy being a boy” and with a final laugh, he jogged off.

Tobin was on her knees as Ethan walked past “Pathetic” he said with a shake of his head. “So sad…too bad…bye-bye. Guess you lose.”

He jogged off and caught up to Max and together they left the field.

Alex and Tobin watched as the car they had arrived in swung back around and their bodies got inside and drove off.

Max and Ethan found themselves laughing hysterically in the back of the limo as they headed for the hotel the players had been staying in.

Once there, they were met by a woman who called them by name “Alex; Tobin…how was the camp?”

“Great!” Max said.

“Good to hear. Remember you have 2 hours before you are due back down here for your banquet tonight so I suggest you start getting ready”

“Banquet?” Ethan replied.

“The Greater Atlanta Sports Bureau Banquet where you two will be speaking tonight. Honestly girls, it’s why you’re in town” the assistant told them.

“You’re in room 801” she said handing a key to Max “And 802” she told Ethan “Shower and get ready”

“Okay” Max replied heading to the elevator.

“Banquet?!” Max said.

“Speech?!” Ethan whispered “Hopefully everything will already be up there”

“We have to get like dressed up and everything” Max said.

“Um…so like a dress and high heels?” Ethan replied.

“Yeah! These are like professionals and stuff” Max said.

The elevator doors closed and they were finally really alone for the first time. They looked each other over and began laughing again.

“I can’t believe this! I really, really can’t believe this!” Ethan said again.

“Dude what are you going to do?” Max said.

“What are you going to do?” Ethan replied.

“Um…I…” he began laughing and blushing.

“See you in a few hours” Ethan said.

Alex and Tobin were crushed, they sat on the ground in the middle of the field until an instructor came up to them “You two boys okay? Your Mom’s here…get your stuff”

They exchanged a look and Tobin stood up first then extended a hand to Alex and helped her up. They walked dejectedly back to where they started and picked up the bags that had been left there and went to the only car waiting in the lot.

“What’s the matter boys? Are you sick…hurt…what?” Leslie asked her sons.

“No” Alex said.

“It’s, um, a long story” Tobin said.

“Are you sure you two are ok?” Leslie asked.

Alex just shook her head and climbed in the backseat. Tobin went in after her. They sat in the back seat, shoulders slumped eyes downcast on the ride home not answering the myriad of questions coming from their new Mom.

“We’re just tired” Alex said when they got home.

“I’m worried about you two. You don’t look good” Leslie said.

“We’ll be okay” Tobin answered as they got out of the car and looked at the unfamiliar but large house. “I think we just need to rest”

Leslie was still worried as they trudged upstairs and found their rooms. Looking around them, they had plenty of stuff in them, but they were the rooms of young boys.

The two slept walked through the evening, easting some dinner and answering questions vaguely while maintaining eye contact.

Their Dad just brushed it off as a case of early onset teenager while whispering under his breath to his wife “I think meeting Alex and Tobin was too much for their little brains”

They talked through the night with each other at first feeling sad for themselves before finding some of their inner determination and drive that had gotten them to where they actually were in life.

“We’re going back to that camp tomorrow and every day after that or we’ll work in the back yard until we are good enough to beat them” Alex finally said.

“We’ll show them who has the love of soccer” Tobin added the last words Alex had said before it all started ringing in her ears all of a sudden “I just wish you loved soccer as much as we do”

After two hours alone, the boys reemerged from their rooms.

Max stepped out in a skintight white and black mini dress that showed off every curve and a pair of sky high stiletto black heels. His hair and makeup were impeccably done, another transfer of skill.

Ethan came out in a sleeveless blue dress that also left very little to the imagination and a bold pair of red heels with an ankle strap. He too had no problem doing his hair and makeup.

The assistant was right there waiting for them, handing them their prepared speeches and leading them to the car again.

“My feet are killing me” it was the first thing Ethan said after the banquet wrapped up and they headed out for the car. Once inside, he slipped his feet out of the heels and rubbed them vigorously.

Max couldn’t stop smiling and laughing, he played with his hair and the front of his dress giving himself as much cleavage as possible. “We should go back to the camp tomorrow just to see our old loser bodies screwing up”

“Oh Yeah…that would be awesome” Ethan agreed.

“We can rub it in again…you know challenge them and beat them again” Max said putting his feet up as their driver took them back to the hotel.

The following morning, Alex and Tobin were up early, dressed, and ready to go when their Mom came downstairs “Well look who’s eager today” she said surprised.

“Yeah…we really just want to get there and get started” Tobin said.

“I’m so happy to hear that” Leslie replied as they made their way to the car.

The day was rough, Tobin and Alex were both the slowest and weakest players in their groups. They were hurting, frustrated and mad by the time the day was close to ending.

Tobin came over for a water break and stopped mid drink, nearly choking. She elbowed her brother Alex and pointed to the distance “See them!”

Alex squinted through her glasses “No…honestly”

“Come on…follow me!” Tobin said taking off running towards the one out building.

“I think she saw me!” Ethan said ducking inside but laughing. Ethan was wearing a blue and white cling shirt, blue shorts and flip flops while Max was in a pink cling top, gray shorts and matching flip flops a half size smaller at 8 to Ethan’s 8.5. Max was also wearing Alex’s trademark pink hairband.

 A minute later, the door swung open. Alex had gotten there first before the panting and wheezing Tobin could make it.

“What are you doing here?!” Alex said confronting Max and Ethan in their new bodies “Come to watch us make fools of ourselves?”

“Yes” Max admitted. “That’s exactly what we’re doing”

“You two look awful out there” Ethan said “Pathetic would be the best word for it” He folded his arms over his chest shaking his head.

Alex went toward Ethan and stood before him as Tobin finally made it in so out of breath that she put her hand on Max’s shoulder.

Alex poked Ethan in the chest when he said “I’ll give you this much though; we do love soccer as much as you two do now”

“Ha! Isn’t that the truth” Max said “I know I love soccer now too. Guess your wish came true in the worst way possible”

As the words left his mouth, Max’s throat seemed to clamp shut, tightening up. Doubt and fear crossed his bright blue eyes in a sudden flash and he looked to Ethan, whose hands went to his stomach involuntarily.

Tobin managed to stand up straight, she didn’t feel as tired and out of breath as she had felt just a second ago and Alex’s heart took off beating hard in her chest.

“What did we just do?” Ethan mumbled “I don’t feel right”

“Me either” Max admitted “I feel funny”

Alex began to shrink down from 5’9” to 5’6” while Tobin shrank from 5’8” to 5’7” The two of them exchanged a look of hopeful shock “Do you feel that?” Alex asked.

“I think so” Tobin replied. “I think I just moved…parts of my body just moved”

Alex nodded quickly “I felt it too” She looked over at their old bodies “And so did they” she saw the surprise on their old faces.

Max grew an inch from 5’7” to 5’8” and Ethan grew from 5’6” to 5’9”. Max looked a bit puzzled as to why his brother looked an inch taller than him but at the moment he had more on his mind than that.

“No! We only got like one day as you” Max whined.

“And that was more than enough” Alex replied. ”I shudder to think what you two little twerps did as us last night”

“Don’t even go there” Tobin said putting her hand up. As she did, her hand pulsated. Her fingers began to trim and a smile spread across her face. Her fingers were longer and more feminine looking and continuing to change. What caught her off guard, was when red nail polish began to appear on them. “Stupid little jerk must have painted my nails last night…I never paint my nails” she thought.

But as she looked closer, she realized that it was something else. Something more, something was different about her hands; they were women’s hands, but they weren’t hers.

Tobin felt a twinge run through her feet and she scrambled to get her socks, pads and cleats off “I’ve got to see this…” she said.

Alex was also hustling to get her feet out in the open. Her hands were also changing as she did it. She felt a dull ache run through her knuckles as they changed while using them. Her fingers were flying as she saw them get longer and tan but she didn’t notice that the red nail polish she had on the previous day, didn’t return to her.

Her pale, thin, slightly hairy legs were on fire as she shed her socks, pads and cleats but it was still the long narrow pale boy’s feet that greeted her.

Alex lifted her toes as her skin began to tan, her feet began to widen and shift and change “My feet…I’m…wait…” she said with gathering confusion. Her toes were shrinking and getting shorter, her big toes didn’t look like Max’s but they also didn’t look like her own. The nails were rounder and the toes smaller.

“Oh” Tobin said looking over “Oh Man…”

“I don’t get it” Alex said confused. “These aren’t looking like my feet”

“No…they look like mine” Tobin said.

Alex looked up and over “No…No fucking way”

Tobin realized where she recognized the red nail polish on her fingers and the fact that she was an inch taller than Alex. She held her hands up and Alex gasped “Those are my hands!”

“We’re turning into each other!” Tobin said.

“Aw Fuck Me!” Alex said dropping down.

“Could be worse…” Tobin said as her legs began to strengthen with long muscles forming up and down, her thighs thickening and pulsating with power “We could be stuck as those two forever; at least as each other, we’re back to being athletes”

“Yeah…and Women!” Alex said feeling power returning to her body as well. She shuddered all over as her hips and ass began to spread back out even if they weren’t taking on exactly the same proportions.

Her shorts dipped inward at the front and she shut her eyes and sighed in relief. “Oh thank God” she muttered to mostly herself as she gave her body a light pat there.

Max and Ethan were having their own crisis with their changes. Max was now shorter than Ethan and feeling his body shift, his stomach rumbled. His tight abs as Alex gave way in a wave as a gut sloshed forth; his brother’s gut was now his. His legs weakened and turned very pale and chubby. His tight ass turned to flab as it changed now too.

Ethan’s power as Tobin drained quickly from his body as muscles vanished and he was left with pale and scrawny legs and no rear end to speak of. His modest breasts disappeared into a sunken chest and his arms and shoulders rolled loose and hung down.

Tobin looked on with a smirk on her face as Ethan lost her breasts. Alex’s breasts were even smaller than her own but they were there and on her body which made her happy. Tight abs and stronger back and arm and shoulder muscles formed up on her ever-changing physique.

Alex, now being the shortest of the four of them looked up as her chest and back changed to Tobin’s. Slightly larger breasts than she was used to appeared under the baggy jersey. She could feel her lungs strengthen along with all the rest of her muscles.

Involuntarily, she flexed her arms just before she felt the changes rise higher up her body.

Max and Ethan stood dumbfounded, staring at each other as they changed places with one another. “Max…you’re turning into me!” Ethan said seeing his former physique appear on his brother: Watching him become the chubby one.

“And you’re turning into me!” Max replied looking up at the now taller and thinner Ethan. Their long hair began to rise up on both of their heads but this time, it was Ethan’s hair that turned red and Max clamped his lips shut as braces latched on.

Alex took off the rec specs as her eyes changed and grew stronger. The world came into focus for her. She initially watched as Max and Ethan finished up their changes. She could feel her hair growing longer and softer and coming down the sides of her face and over her neck.

Ethan reached for the glasses in her hands and she handed them over to him. Acne broke across his forehead, his red hair tousled as freckles speckled his face.

Max finally loosened his tight grip on his lips and some metal could easily be seen. He looked down at his gut which was poking out from under his pink top and he exhaled in shock.

Tobin’s hair grew longer than she was used to; it came down in waves as she felt her face change. Her nose sharpened and her jaw and chin came forward. Her lips and mouth defined her look almost as much as her now crystal blue eyes as she became Alex Morgan.

Tobin turned and saw her own old goofy grin as Alex had changed fully into her too. “Hey” she said, her voice now raspy; Alex’s voice.

“Hey” Alex replied. Her voice was feminine again; she was a woman once more but now she was Tobin Heath.

They smiled before turning their attention to the two confused boys before them but before they could say anything; the boys bolted and ran. They shed their flip flops and Max’s pink headband flew off and landed on the ground. Tobin walked over to it and picked it up “Guess this is mine now” she said with a slight chuckle.

Alex watched her as she pulled her hair back and slid it on “Fits you nicely” she said with a nod before bursting out in laughter.