Transsexual Cheerleader Marcus, the football team quarterback, was well known at the university as the "most datable on campus", and he had had his share of women. From the nice virginly freshman, to the hottest senior whores. It was no wonder that he was so popular. 6'4, 240 pounds of pure muscle. He was a dark haired and dark eyed greek god of a man that caught my eye the first day at school. I'm Lei, an Asian transsexual, but I've been blessed with soft, feminine features and pass easily. After high school, I made the transition to full-time female. I was a University transfer. My other school proved to be a place where morals were held high and parties were frowned at.
I consider myself a very intelligent person, but I love to party just as much as I love to study, so I transferred, and whew, after seeing Marcus, I was definitely glad about the decision. The California sun welcomed me, and I made friends fast. Hovering around the football field, I was encouraged by the other cheerleaders to try out. They all thought my good looks and slight build would be good for their team. They thought my asian eyes and hair would add a little something too. I have to admit I was hoping for this, being a cheerleader I would be able to see Marcus frequently, and hopefully connect with him. I easily made the team.
It didn't take long for Marcus to start noticing me. I made sure the my uniform skirt was hiked up a little higher than normal when I knew he was going to be around. Not to mention, even with being asian, my breast were full and perfectly round, making my top stretch enticingly. The first time he spoke to me was at a practice for the football team. I was there, hanging out with some other cheerleaders, just watching the action, when he approached the group. The other girls knew him, and his reputation, so they weren't too impressed. I knew his reputation too, however, I was hoping he would live up to it. "Hey Lei." He started. God he was HOT, wearing skin tight practice pants that showed every BULGE.
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