Round 16

[b]Round Sixteen:[/b]

Marty appeared in the lobby of a bank. It had a very clean atmosphere with a nice mix of natural and artificial lighting. In the middle of the room was a wooden table where Marty figured deposit slips were written out. Across the tiled floor was a row of teller slots which were mostly unoccupied. There were two identical looking women standing in the central slots. Each teller had medium length, mousy brown hair framing haggard, wrinkled facial features. They wore very professional black uniforms and were somewhere in their late 40's or maybe early 50's.

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Marty examined himself. A teal silk button down shirt covered his upper body while tight black slacks covered his lower body. His shoes were the trusty leather heels he was used to.

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The outfit was undoubtedly edging towards feminine. Marty gulped, was it true that his mind determined the clothing he wore? If that was the case...

Marty flipped his shaggy black hair out of his eyes and shivered. His outfit was uncomfortably tight all over. His silk shirt rubbed against his smooth, hairless skin. His ass ballooned out sand the diminished nature of his upper body was on full display. Combined with his heels, shorter stature and longer hair...he probably looked like a woman from behind. Fortunately, his masculine face, Adams apple, distinct lack of breasts, straight hips, large hands and feet etc would speak to the contrary. From the front he appeared as a masculine crossdresser.

Marty eyed the middle aged tellers, standing in their respective cubicles, with his enthralling green eyes. They returned his gaze with furrowed brows and disdain. Apparently, these women didn't approve of his wardrobe choice. Marty huffed and pursed his enhanced lips, he didn't care about the opinion of some stuffy old broads.

With a soft *pop* Danielle appeared in her blue powersuit.

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Danielle's dark eyes found Marty. The fleeting fire of determination he had seen in her gaze during their first encounter was blazing bright. Marty's stare was forced into the floor. Danielle's determination and confidence was demoralizing and frightening to Marty.

"I've been looking forward to seeing you again, Marty." Danielle mused, sounding like a predator eyeing up its prey, "There's still so much I need from you."

"H-hey there..." Marty replied weakly into the tile.

Danielle balled her hands into fists and put them onto her slight hips. "Funny how a bit of confidence can change a person, huh?"

"I guess so." Marty replied. "But even still, I won't be losing this round."

Danielle giggled, "I suppose we'll find out."

S.A.M. appeared holding a small sack with a money symbol on it.

"Contestants will deposit $100 into a bank account. The bank account number is all zeroes. The first contestant to successfully deposit the money to their respective bank teller will be the winner."

Marty looked down as a $100 bill appeared in his hand.

"Begin."

Marty dashed to the right most teller. His heels clicked furiously on the tile.

Her raspy voice sounded disinterested, "Good afternoon, SIR, how may I assist you, today?"

Marty slapped the bill to the table as he calmly stated, "I need to deposit this."

The teller folded her arms across her chest. Her makeup laden face shrank and contorted with disgust, "Well then, SIR, I suggest you fill out a deposit slip, like that young lady there."

Marty followed the teller's hand as she extended it towards Danielle- Danielle who was already furiously scribbling on a deposit slip!

"Damnit!" Marty yelled, much to the teller's dismay.

He snatched the bill and charged towards the deposit table. He plucked out a deposit slip and read it quickly. Marty was already so far behind and there really wasn't much to fill out. He was going to lose this challenge. Danielle's first swap was already bad enough...what else could she have in store for him? What kind of 'challenge' is writing a deposit slip? Doctor Grungot is really an unimaginative hack. Marty shook his head but couldn't deny the prospect of Danielle's change caused his stomach to roll.

Danielle threw her pen she down and stepped towards the teller, deposit slip and money in hand. Marty panicked.

"Powerup!" Marty shouted.

Danielle gasped as the slip in her hand burst into flames. She dropped it to the floor and took a second to process what was happening. After a brief delay she sprinted back to the deposit table to begin another slip. Now Marty had the upper hand! He filled the last few boxes and hurried to the teller. He stepped over a smoldering pile of ashes in the middle of the lobby and slid the money and slip across.

The teller's eyes narrowed, but she reluctantly picked up the paper with an audible sigh. She examined the document with a squint. Marty peered over his shoulder. He watched Danielle throw her pen down yet again and bolt towards her teller.

"Is everything okay?" Marty asked nervously as he heard Danielle begin addressing her teller.

Marty's teller took a deep breath, "Yes, yes. It's fine. I always check our customers work, SIR. I wouldn't want mistakes getting past me."

The woman took the money and slip, placing them together in a drawer in front of her.

"Have a pleasant day, SIR." She said while rolling her eyes.

Marty heard Danielle groan in frustration as both teller's dissipated.

She pointed at Marty with anger burning in her eyes, "You used your powerup on me? What's the worst I could do, make you a little shy? You don't even know what these other contestants are capable of. My swaps are a walk in the park compared to-"

Danielle disappeared as the scene collapsed. Marty was left in darkness, thankful for the power of the powerup.

[b]NAME: [/b]

Marty Lyonelle Dawes

[b]AGE: [/b]

21

[b]HEIGHT: [/b]

5"09

[b]WEIGHT: [/b]

169 LBS

[b]IQ[/b]

125

[b]POWERUPS:[/b]

0

[b]HAIR:[/b]

Straight, chin length black hair with long bangs. Silky and clean with a bit of sheen to it.

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[b]VOICE:[/b]

A deep and gravelly, masculine growl.

[b]FACE:[/b]

Smooth, hairless face. Normal, if not slightly puffy lips. Low cheekbones and wide, somewhat prominent nose. Large, soft green eyes. Heavy brow and wide, square jaw. Normal sized ears. Wide neck with prominent Adams apple. Ability to grow facial hair is that of a normal woman.

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[b]GENITALS: [/b]

Small, one or two inch micro penis with sad, shrivled balls. Smooth and void of any hair. Encased in a small, metal chastity cage.

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[b]UPPER BODY:[/b]

Average to below average biceps and forearms. Smooth and hairless chest and slightly below average shoulders. Flat pecks with little muscle. Nipples are small hard and masculine. Stomach is hard, cut and muscled. Upper body is smooth and hairless. Hands are large and silky though masculine with rough nails.

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[b]LOWER BODY:[/b]

Hairless, bulging tree-trunk legs with protruding muscle. Feet are large, smooth, masculine, without callous, reformed and requiring high heels at all times. Slightly chubby, protruding ass with narrow hips.

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[b]OUTFIT:[/b]

Teal silk shirt and tight black slacks. Black leather heels.

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[b]SEXUAL PREFERENCE:[/b]

Dates and has dated exclusively women. Loves drilling a nice wet pussy. Loves making women scream in ecstasy. Likes large tits and big butts (and he cannot lie). Likes seeing women with cum on them (especially if it's his). Enjoys a bit of hair down there and has a preference for long blonde hair up top. Loves cunnilingus and anal. Likes being the boss and having women call him 'Daddy'.

[b]PERSONALITY:[/b]

Somewhat driven and quick-witted. A bit of a hothead that's slow with his decision making. Somewhat provacative and foolhardy. Not overtly afraid of anybody or anything. Has very fast muscle memory and advanced general motor skills. A somewhat talkative introvert lacking a bit in confidence.

[b]KNOWLEGE/EXPERTISE:[/b]

Jiu Jitsu expert. Knows multiple fighting techniques other than Jiu Jitsu. Martial weapons expert. Very knowlegable about the human body inclduing fitness and diet (though he couldn't cook to save his life). Learned french exclusively for the ladies. Expert at walking in high heels.

Anthony Johnson: Round 1W, 10L, 12W

Annabella Slut: Round 2W, 9L, 10L

Liam Gentry: Round 3L, 8L, 15L

Danielle Strauss: Round 4W, 10L, 16W

Cindi/Sandra Mode: Round 5L, 11L

Mrs. Polermo: Round 6L, 13L

S.A.M. / Samuel Kleiner: Round 7W, 14L

Mistress Jennifer: 14L