Mini-golf...?

“Mini-golf, huh?”

I strolled along behind Jimmy as we walked into the course, an elaborate adventure gold course. It had clearly taken heavy influence from the Indiana Jones movies, and featured a variety of ornaments and effects to simulate being in a mysterious, temple filled jungle.

“Well, you know everyone likes mini-golf?”

Jimmy laughed, still a little nervous, but more at ease now. Being on a date with your crush would make any relatively inexperienced guy a little awkward, but knowing that her skin was currently filled with your best friend made things a lot easier.

Well, maybe…

I reflected on what we’d done earlier, and how that really blended the lines of friendship. I mean, we’d literally had sex. Most friends don’t do that with each other, especially not two male friends. But then… neither one of us had been guys when it happened. Did that still make it gay, just in a different way; two girls making love? But I’d used my cock on him, so was it straight somehow?

Ughhh, this is way too confusing!

I shook my head a little, long blonde locks swaying a little as I did so, dispelling such puzzling thoughts as best I could. It wasn’t like there was really any concise answer. It seemed like at least where skinwalker powers were concerned, any conventional idea of sexuality or gender went completely out the window, replaced totally with instinct, passion, and a certain open-minded, all encompassing lust.

“Here you go!”

Jimmy extended a golf putt to me, having paid while I was having my mini-crisis. He had two colored golf balls too, one blue and one pink. I grabbed the pink one.

“Mhmm, I think this one suits me the best, right?”

I sounded so upbeat as I said it, loving how attractive and fun Ashley’s voice sounded leaving my mouth. Jimmy was looking to the side, avoiding my gaze with a blush.

“Hey… I’m not having that much of an effect on you, am I?”

It was fun flirting with him, a certain sly confidence infusing my worlds while my ego was pumped with dopamine at playing such a taboo, enjoyable role.

“Well, can you blame me? That outfit looks so good on you, it’s insane…”

Now it was my turn to blush a little. His compliments felt so satisfying, their earnest delivery plying Ashley’s and my own heart in equal measure. A fluttering of pride started in my own heart too; he was right about the outfit.

A dress in luxe looking pink satin clung to my body, it’s short skirt and ultra-light, shiny material looking so sensual and feminine. It looked incredible on Ashley, and it felt even better to wear, the way the material slid along my soft smooth skin when I walked, the exotic and luxurious way sensations it gave, the forbidden feeling of dressing so girly being empowered by the knowledge that to every prying eye I looked unmistakably like a gorgeous and adorable young woman.

The outfit was completed by boots in a pink PVC that snaked up to my knees, with a chunky heel, the kind of thing Daphne Blake might wear. As I zipped them up I’d noticed they were Versace, and being able to slide Ashley’s petite feet inside them and wear such cute boots in public so fittingly was its own thrill.

I caught myself almost thanking Candida internally for giving me this power, even just for the sensations I was getting to experience now.

“It makes me so happy you like it… I dressed up just for you, you know?”

I stepped past him as I flirted, enjoying the building chemistry as I roleplayed.

“Buuuttt, don’t think it’ll make me hold back on this golf course!”

I raised my golf putt to him in an act of brave defiance and cocky challenge,

“I will destroy you, mwah ha ha ha!!”

He started laughing and I followed, unable to resist at such a cheesy line.

“Okay, alright, little miss world domination! I accept your challenge! May the most skillful mini-golfer win!”

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I really had to hand it to the course designers, they’d really gone all out on this. Each hole seemed to have a new exciting gimmick, with some being full of skulls that we needed to rebound the balls off of to get close to the hole, while others had temple doors shaped like the head of a snake, it’s mouth the target even whilst it opened and closed repeatedly.

The ceiling above us was filled with leaves too, with trees and darkness intermingled with sudden lights of bursts of dry ice in places helping to add that air of mystery and fear to proceedings. The holes themselves were well lit though, so never did the concept cross the line from exciting to inconvenient.

Around us, at the other holes, it seemed mainly to be couples here. Some of them talked with practiced ease, a relaxed atmosphere abounding, while others had the smaller hints of tension and awkwardness that denoted a first date. It was amusing to notice that we fell somewhere in the middle, at once being a first date between Ashley and Jimmy, while also being two old friends hanging out, while also somehow being a couple who’d fucked just this morning.

“Hmmm, this one seems a little difficult…”

I squinted a little as I tried to make out the hole ahead of me, somewhere up on top of a pyramid structure like something from the jungles of Mexico. It had a long, steep ramp up to the top, and I could tell this one was all about getting the level of **** just right. However, there was another layer to it as well. If you got the level of **** wrong, and hit the ball too hard, it would strike what appeared to be a large button just behind the back of the pyramid.

I could only wonder what might happen if a player should happen to hit that.

“Hmm…”

I glanced at it, head cocked a little to the side as I tried to think of a strategy.

“Ladies first”

Jimmy smiled as he offered me the first go, while I rolled my eyes.

“Such a gentleman.”

I parted my legs and angled my body sideways, enjoying the flow of air I could feel from wearing a skirt even as I lined up to putt just right. However, as I went to hit the golfball I swung a little too hard and missed striking it completely.

“Oops, heh heh…”

A nervous, slightly embarrassed smile crossed my lips as Jimmy laughed, before he came up behind me.

“Maybe I can help you a little?”

His voice sounded deep and confident as he came up behind me, the sound eliciting a strange, soft pleasure in my heart to hear it. I made sure to turn away to hide a blush, even as I felt his body press against mine, his hands coming to rest on top of my own.

“Okay, so, you just have to move it kind of like… this.”

Together, we swung the club just a little, hitting the ball up the ramp. The heat from our bodies mingled, the sensations feeling especially rich for me with so much exposed skin in this dress. I could feel the budding attraction Ashley felt for Jimmy, my own strange memories of our lovemaking session earlier making him seem that much more attractive.

This moment too; him playing the role of the caring guy, the knight helping the princess, while I enjoyed feeling like he was looking after me… I’d engineered it perfectly.

I’m so glad he took that opportunity… I feel like such a schemer setting it up. Maybe I was meant to be a woman all along, acting like that?

Internally I laughed a little at those thoughts, while quickly stopping as the golfball careened over the top of the pyramid, right to the edge. It slowly rolled, getting closer and closer to the drop, tension in the air, before momentum and then gravity carried it right over the edge, rolling down and striking the button along the wall.

A second passed. Then another.

“Phew, you know, I really thought something was going to happen there.”

Jimmy exclaimed, as much relieved the tension was broken as he was disappointed it had all been for nothing. The two of us strolled onto the green around the pyramid, looking for my pink golfball. Suddenly though, a hatch opened in the ceiling, and an inordinately large foam boulder rolled down it.

“Oh my God??”

I stared in shock, genuinely not even knowing what to do as it careened towards us, the bizarre and very swift twist stunning me. I felt something suddenly, my balance shifting, letting out a squeal as my now small, light Ashley body was picked up by Jimmy in a bridal carry, as he jogged away from the boulder down the corridor.

I could see it rolling after us, the shallow decline pulling it in our wake just fast enough to be scary, causing me to hold on tight to Jimmy as he pulled us away. Twisting and ducking into an alcove, we watched the foam boulder roll by, it’s speed not seeming nearly as impressive as the shock or what had happened wore off now that we were safe.

Still though… my heart was beating fast in my chest as Jimmy held me, the excitement, and his real, quick thinking reaction in the heat of the moment seeming way too attractive to all the female hormones rushing around my body. I pulled closer to him, resting my head on my chest, enjoying the feeling of being bridal carried.

“Ahh, that was crazy! This place really pulled out all the stops.”

He chuckled uneasily, seemingly not realizing how unexpectedly attractive what he’d just done was.

“Mhmm… thank you for saving me, Jimmy.”

He looked down, a surprised expression crossing his face as he seemed to realize the situation we were in, Ashley’s pretty blue eyes staring up at him.

“Ahaha… I’m just glad you’re okay, Ashley.”

He went to set me down, a little disappointment springing up in my heart to be out of his arms, smoothing out my skirt before I looked up. A strange tension hung in the air, our breath mingling in the short distance between our two faces as I looked up, coming up in his personal space.

“I…”

I was cut short by two mini-golf employees, hassled looking teens in ill-fitting uniforms like they were the worst 1920s archaeologists around who ran past, muttering and complaining.

“I can’t believe we have to reset the boulder again, holy shit”

“Such a stupid fucking gimmick, so much work and way overkill.”

“Ugh, like you didn’t think it was the coolest shit ever the first time you played the course?”

“Yeah, well, I mean it’s a surprise like no other! You can’t blame me for getting excited about playing the course. It wasn’t like I knew how annoying it would be the reset this huge thing a bunch of times every day.”

I laughed as I listened to their bickering, their interruption breaking the curious tension that hung between Jimmy and I, before we stepped out of our alcove.

“Well… I still have our golf putts?”

He smiled, impressing me again that he’d even thought to grab them in amongst all that craziness.

You know, I really think if Jimmy had just a little more confidence, he wouldn’t need any of this scheming to get girls…

I accepted mine with a playful huff, pouting as I looked dissatisfied, yet only really managing to look cute.

“Yes, well… don’t just think because you saved me, I’ll go easy on you… there’s still a good few holes to go!”

“Yes, yes, and I’ll challenge you on each of them, princess.”

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The rest of the course went smoothly, as we laughed and flirted our way through the very minor seeming surprises (at least after the boulder…). It seemed at once like any kind of awkward tension was giving way to genuine romantic tension, the casual fun of mini-golfing seemingly becoming the ideal first date spot.

As we walked out afterwards, playful back and forth sparked off each other, my own somewhat competitive streak being filtered through Ashley’s cute lens.

“Hmpf. I think I won that. I’m sure of it, even.”

I pretended to huff while trying to suppress a smirk.

“Nuh-uh. I definitely did. And since we dropped the scorecards in the boulder incident, I guess we’ll never know. So that means no victory for you.”

“Just admit I won, and I’ll spare you!”

I turned on him, play wrestling while he laughed, our hands meeting in the middle, before he let go and let me fall onto him, right in each others personal space again.

“I… uhh…”

A blush rose unbidden, my body getting hot at the sudden girly attraction I had for him, his own smirk showing his budding confidence.

“You were saying?”

Sudden nerves, butterflies starting in my stomach, caused me to stumble with my words as I asked…