“I wish I was good at sports!” Izzy exclaimed before the dildo began to pump in and out of her body. She was overcome with the desire to thrust it in and out of her body as smile crept over her face and her body began to change. Muscles began to expand and her body grew fit and toned. The dildo thrust into her body again and grass stains and small scratches appeared on her body from the sliding she’d done to get the soccer ball at any cost. Another thrust and a variety of sports filled her head ranging from volley ball to martial arts. Suddenly she was on every sports team and a high ranking player in all of them.
A pleasant layer of sweat emerged over her body as medals and trophies were added to the half unpacked boxes and pleasure began to well up inside her as her grades improved to a level where she wouldn’t be kicked off sports teams. That pleasure continued to build as her hair sucked back into her head shortening until it was a boyish style and memories of the day changed into pleasant ones. She continued to rock back and forth as sweat pooled off her as one final thrust changed the memories of everyone. She was Izzy, a tomboyish sports star and every picture of her in the house had her with some sort of grass stain on her body and her mother’s favourite picture of her and Candice changed so Candice was freaking out at the frog Izzy had pulled out of the mud.
But then the orgasm released and Izzy felt her mind go blank for a second. She arched her back in pure ecstasy and drool escaped her mouth. A happy grin spread across her face as her eyes rolled back and she forgot about her old life. She collapsed panting and after a few seconds she removed the dildo from her body and sat up.
“I see why Jez liked this thing. What a workout,” Izzy laughed before picking up the dildo and sliding it back into the drawer under the bed sure she would use it again. Then she pulled on her dirty and grass stained soccer uniform and scurried to the bathroom to shower. She stripped the uniform off and gave her breasts a quick fondle before stepping into the hot water and washing off layers of sweat and grime until her smooth skin emerged again. Once she was clean and strawberry scented she dried off and pulled on an old hockey jersey and Panama pants before walking downstairs to find Candice studying at the kitchen table.
“About time you got down here, what took you so long?” Candice asked while a blush emerged on Izzy’s face. She couldn’t tell Candice she actually used one of Jez’s toys and enjoyed it.
“Just liked the water I guess,” Izzy shrugged before an odd compulsion came over her. She walked to her backpack and actually pulled out a textbook before seating herself at the table. The two girls had math open seconds later and were concentrating on their work. Izzy was slow and clumsy at it while Candice answered questions without needing a calculator. After they finished they checked over each other’s work and per the norm Candice got everything right while Izzy got a solid seventy six percent of it right. They then parted for the night and Izzy sat down in her new room and smiled to herself as she pictured where she should place things. After a while she did something the old Izzy would do. She sat down, opened up a tattered sketchbook and began to draw, she was still as talented at it but now had no idea that mere hours before she had only been good at art.