Getting to 100

"So what's the next game you wanna try out Brenda? We can keep going with this one but I think that'll just mean more tickets for me." Amy asked putting emphasis on his girl name while flashing the tickets she had won already.

"Well I guess I can just go for the basics since I'm not gonna make much progress playing basketball." Brendan said as he spied his next game. It was knock down game where you have to throw balls to knock back clown targets. It was simple enough that children could do it so it couldn't be that difficult for him.

"I assume you don't want to take that bet again." Amy said walking up to the machine next to it and inserting coins for the two of them. "But any game you play I'm gonna play as well, and I get to have my own fun at the prize both." Brendan didn't get much time to process that statement as the balls started rolling down toward him and he moved quickly to grab one. Looking at the high pointed targets he took aim threw........ wide to the left.

'Aw no not again, why was that so far off.' He thought to himself lining up the next toss which again missed by quite a bit. "Ughhhh" He muttered in frustration as he heard Amy giggling next to him. "What's so funny?"

"Oh nothing.... you just throw like a girl!" Amy said laughing to herself. After the game ended Amy had done quite well for herself making almost triple the tickets Brendan did. Realizing that this would be his fate for most of the games he resigned himself to being a short sexy goth girl who sucks at all the physical activities.

"Oh screw I'm just gonna play the chance games!" Brendan said walking to a game where you try to make the light stop on the jackpot.

"Ohh you're just being a party pooper now cause I'm kicking your ass in everything." Amy taunted. They played a few rounds until finally Brendan had saved up 100 tickets.

"Finally!" He exclaimed grabbing the tickets the machine put out. "Now we can be done with this."

"Hold on! I get one more play" Amy said watching the light swirl around the machine.

"Yea yea. Not like you're gonna wi-" Brendan started as he was cut off by alarms and lights going off.

"Oh MY GOD I DID IT!" Amy exclaimed as the machine continued to whir as tickets just kept coming out. Brendan stared in disbelief as he realized that this had just potentially become a large problem. Minutes later they made their way to the prize booth with Amys hands overflowing with tickets.

"I would like the buckteeth there." Brendan said putting his meager amount of tickets on the counter. The attendant handed him the teeth lazily and he turned to Amy as if to show proof of his accomplishment.

"Their perfect!" Amy exclaimed as she examined them. "Now why don't you go put them on in the bathroom and I'll join you in a second. I think they are over there hop to it!" She instructed with a pat to Brendan's tail and pointing him toward the woman's restrooms as she turned back to the prize table with her winnings. With a resigned sigh he headed toward the bathrooms. He was happy to find that it was a single bathroom in the corner of the arcade so he should have some privacy. As he walked up to the mirror and held the teeth in his small hands. Turning them over once more he sighed and put them in his mouth. It was a funny feeling as the feeling of plastic on his tongue turned to the hardness of teeth. He ran his tongue across them to get a feeling for them and realized how used to his own teeth he had become. This new addition felt like more of a change then anything else as he became aware of the new large intruders. He walked up to the counter and looked in the mirror and he was surprised by the reflection, and his situation sunk in. He was a man. Not a super manly man but damn it he was a man! But at this moment that was not what he or the world saw. The world saw an, at best, 18 year old girl. She was cute despite all the goth attire that made it look like she was trying to be intimidating which only made it more adorable. And as he removed his beanie his very real rabbit ears rose up and allowed him to hear more of the sounds of the arcade just outside the door. What was he doing? He had the power to make himself look like anyone he wanted and he's walking around as a teenage bunny goth. He turned to the side and saw the tuft of fuzz that was his real tail sitting above his skirt. As he smiled the mirror reflected exactly what Amy had wanted.

'A short really, really hot bunny goth, with a killer set of tits.' He thought to himself as he brought up one of his black nailed hands to feel his breast. "Mmmhhhmm" He groaned pleasantly as he felt the new sensation of both feeling and being felt. Right as he was getting caught up in this new sensation he heard the door begin to open.