Softball

"...Softball."

Ok, you thought. It's not football but you do like baseball. There were some differences between techniques but you knew all the gear pretty well. After the director finishes up, an average height girl with long black hair approaches you. She's wearing a ball cap and tightly fitting t-shirt that accentuates her curves well. You can see from the lines underneath her shirt that she's wearing a sports bra. It must have been quite the struggle to fit into though because she still appeared to be rocking quite the rack.

"Hi there!" she said "I'm the team captain Amanda. If you're not busy, I'd like to grab you and show you around our team's facilities." You've already moved in and have your class schedule set up so you agree to walk around with her.

She explains that while softball is played in the spring, they train all year just like most collegiate athletes and they wanted to get him trained on team traditions and procedures quickly so he could help out as soon as possible. As you near the softball field and facilities, you begin to talk about personal things. You tell her about your experience with baseball but that you are little nervous you won't know as much about softball. She laughs and tells you that aside from pitching, most of the mechanics are the same.

Amanda walks up to the side door of the baseball/softball stadium that leads you to the athletic offices. "I'm going to grab a water," she says "do you want one?"

"Sure." You respond.

A moment later she returns with one water bottle and a paper cup. She opens the bottle and pours half of it into the cup and proceeds to hand you the cup. "Sorry, we will have to share. There was only one bottle left. Hazard of not having the freshmen trained to restock the fridge yet."

"No worries." you say as you down the glass and throw the cup away.

As you tour the facilities, Amanda tells you about her life. She actually graduated last year but she was reshirted as a freshmen so she still has one year of eligibility left. So now she's a graduate student in the mechanical engineering program. As you approach one last shed she says "Now this is the last stop and it is my pride and joy. As a undergraduate, I made a new pitching machine to help out our batters."

You're glad to hear it's the last stop, you're starting to feel tired and were hoping to go to your dorm and sleep.

As you enter the dark shed your eyes slowly adjust to the darkness. The machine starts to come into view but something looks off about it. Suddenly, something odd occurs to you. "Hey, I may be new here, but why do you keep the pitching machine in shed over here. Weren't the batting cages on the opposite side of the facility?" you ask.

She flicks on a light but oddly your vision seems to grow darker and you begin to stumble. Nonetheless, you notice that the machine has a large black dildo attached to the end of it. You take a step back and end up tripping and falling over as everything begins to fade to black. The last thing you hear is Amanda laughing and saying "oh did I say pitching machine...I meant fucking machine."