The change starts

With determination etched on your face, you wave off your concerned teammates and the medical staff. You're Meynar, after all - you've played through injuries before. This is just another challenge to overcome.

As play resumes, you feel a constant tingling sensation between your legs. Your shorts feel increasingly loose, and there's a growing emptiness where your manhood used to be. You try to focus on the game, but your body feels alien to you.

You make a run down the field, the ball at your feet. As you attempt your signature step-over move, a jolt of pleasure mixed with discomfort shoots through your groin. You stumble, losing possession. The opposing team counters, scoring an easy goal.

The crowd's cheers turn to confused murmurs. Your teammates look at you with concern. You can hear the commentators speculating about your sudden loss of form.

As the match enters its final minutes, you feel a warm wetness in your shorts. Your penis has shrunk to barely more than a nub, and you can feel your newly formed labia rubbing against the fabric of your underwear. The sensations are overwhelming, a mix of arousal and horror.

The final whistle blows. You've managed to stay on your feet, but your team has lost. As your teammates gather for the post-match handshakes, you stand apart, afraid of what might happen if anyone gets too close.

Cameras and reporters are swarming the pitch. Your transformation is nearly complete, and it's becoming increasingly difficult to hide.