Crowd Energizers

"Excuse me, miss?" Jon's voice cut through the silence of the reception area. On the other side of the desk, facing away from them, was what looked like a woman watching the game on television. The TV, too, was silent, just as the live game had been.

The woman turned around to see the newcomers. Jon's eyes widened for a moment. The person he had taken to be a woman was, in fact, a young man. Yes, he was wearing a football jersey, but his long hair was in pigtails, his legs were adorned in tights, and beneath the jersey were two sizable bumps.

Probably fake tits, thought Jon, marvelling at the volume of men who felt comfortable to crossdress in Girl World.

"Can I help you?" the young man said, tapping his long, painted nails on the counter.

"It's the game," Jon said, "Something's wrong. The game is going fine, but the crowd is..."

"Yes, we know," the young man cut Jon off, "Our Crowd Energizers called in sick today. I'm afraid that there's nothing we can do about it."

"But the crowd is bored," Kelli piped in, crossing his arms under his full, manly chest. Feeling a big self-conscious, Jon adjusted his breast forms in his bikini, trying to be subtle, but also wanting to showcase that he was as macho as his roommate.

"Listen," the young man pointed at the pair, "Unless you're willing to volunteer to help out, then the crowd will have to suffer through it."

Jon and Kelli looked at each other and grinned, the memory of their successful partnership in the bar the previous night fresh in their minds.

"We'll do it," they said in unison, then giggled.

The young man looked at them with appraising eyes for a moment, then leaned forward and pressed a button on his phone.

"Yeah?" a gruff voice said through the speaker.

"I've got a pair up here for you," the young man said, "want to rev up the crowd."

Silence, then, "I'll be right up."

"Congratulations," the young man said after the call disconnected, "Looks like you got the job!"