Mo Tickets Mo problems

"You have got to be kidding me...." Brendan said as Amy stopped him in front of their destination. They had walk all the way to the end of the mall passing all kinds of specialty stores from the Big and Tall to a dancers shop with tutus each time he had looked back at Amy who instructed him to keep walking. And now they had stopped in front of the bright flashing lights of the mall's arcade.

"Not at all. These places always got some ticket exchange for some dumb gag junk like fake teeth. I just can't believe that I actually want it this time." Amy said standing next to him. "Come on lets go see what they got!"

They approached the prize desk and began to scan it for what they needed. They saw all kinds of random accessories ranging from big to small. They saw hillbilly, vampire and......

"There's what we need! Miss how much for the Rabbit teeth?" Brendan asked the teenager working the stall.

"100 tickets." The bored teenager replied.

"How much if I just want to buy it with real money?"

"Sorry can't do that you have to have the tickets."

"See I told you you'd have to earn it." Amy said as they turned away from the stall. "Can't wait to see you try to win some of these games in that new body. I'll join ya tho there was some fun stuff behind the counter."

"This is dumb oh well how hard can it be to win 100 Tickets? Lets get some coins." Brendan said walking toward the coin machine. After they obtains some he observed the arcade. "hmmmmm.... This'll be fun." He said walking toward the 3-pt shot.

"Interesting choice." Amy said following behind.

"I used to be on the varsity team. Don't quite have the height anymore but it can't be that bad. Go ahead and join so we get double the tickets." He said putting in coins for the two of them

"Oh no. Any tickets I win I'm keeping, buttt.... if you beat me I'll give you all the tickets I win. But if I win same goes for you." Amy challenged. "And if it helps your confidence I stopped playing after grade school."

"Oh you're on! I just hope you actually win a few tickets for me." Brendan said hitting the start button and waiting for the balls to roll down to him. He grabbed the first ball and immediately realized there was a problem. Well two problems. When he moved the ball up in the proper shooting motion his arms mashed up against the breasts on his chest. He tried to push past it but when he released his shot was so off it just banged off the side of the cage. Grabbing the next ball he held his arms out farther away from his chest in an awkward position but it should get the job done. He released the ball straight this time only to watch as it fell well short of the basket. 'Uh oh don't have the power I'm used to.' He thought as all of the sudden he became much more self aware of the changes to his body. Almost all at once he remembered that he wasn't in the peak physical form he was in highschool. His body didn't feel firm or strong... in fact his chest was anything but firm as his chest was settling from the movement he had just caused it. 'Gonna have to make it a jump shot' He thought to himself. Grabbing the next ball he held it farther in front of himself lined up and shot a jump shot that bounced off the rim. 'Still to short' He noted as he came back down from his jump. Only to let out a girly shriek as he was unable to balance in the boots he was wearing and tumble to the ground.

"Oh my god are you OK!" Amy said dropping to his side. "What made you think you could jump in those!"

"I forgot these things don't really have any upside in the name of function." Brendan said slowly sitting up and climbing back to his feet.

"You're lucky you didn't break your ankle. We should stop and make sure you're ok." Amy said concerned.

"No no just keep going gotta win those tickets." Brendan said grabbing another ball and missing again this time trying to push the ball forward with both hands, with-out much better effect. 'Only one thing left... Granny shot' He thought holding the ball between his legs. It wasn't pretty.... Hell it was down right embarrassing but he did end up putting in a few before time ran out. He waited as the number on the screen flashed and the machine dispensed him his prize. "8 Tickets! What a scam! It's gonna take forever if it's only 8 Tickets!"

"I think you mean no tickets." Amy said plucking them from his hand. "I don't think this this is your sport anymore."