A long time ago… okay, it was last week, Mike accepted an
acting job. The description was vague, but actors can’t be choosy if they want
to eat. Upon arrival Mike was pleasantly surprised the gig was a pastiche of
Star Wars. How cool is that?
Once the rules for the gig were outlined Mike became
apprehensive. It seems this movie is a sort of fight club where the weapon is a
girly light in the form of a lightsabre. The contest would continue until one
man was left standing.
Mike practiced several martial arts disciplines in the past
so he felt confident he could make good money on this gig and keep his junk.
And if he did go down he did not mind the idea of life as a woman. Besides,
women get all the cool acting jobs.
True to form Mike won each contest. One guy after another
fell to the girly light. The producer was delighted in the results. The look on
their faces when the girly light made contact was priceless. Then the last
contest began. The two remaining guys out of a group of 32 faced each other.
Mike used every skill he had to make fast work of his opponent.
Mike was the winner! The other newly minted girls had had
enough. They moved in and with one awesome stroke forced Mike to join them in
womanhood. Mike went to his knees. He looked up and smiled. The producer came
over, reached down and swatted him on the ass. “You look good, Julie.”
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