Leah rolled her eyes when she got pink. "I guess nothing will happen to me!" she observed, before her chest began to expand. Her clothes changed to a blue shirt and revealing skirt. "What the hell?" she gasped. She read the caption "From one genius to another, a future champion arises. Move over Steffi Graf and Serena Williams, here comes Leah!" Leah looks at all of you, before she realises what happened.
A call interrupted you. Leah had a cell in her phone and took it up. "Hi Champ, it's Lisa! I got you the Rolex deal! And call Nancy and make sure you qualified for the Italian Open!" she declared. "Uh thanks, Lisa!" replied Leah. "You bet champ! And be more careful about how you act with Kaitlyn! Don't forget she turned 18, 3 weeks ago!" warned Lisa. "Um...ok! Thanks!" replied Leah. "See ya, Champ!" concluded Lisa as she hung up.
"I...I'm a teenage tennis champion! And I'm a lesbian!" revealed Leah. "Well yeah! Being a lesbian rocks!" I declared, before gasping. After all I remembered that I was born a guy! "OMG, this game is crazy!" I squealed. Dad looks angry at the game. "This is wrong! You are my son Michael, not daughter Michelle! You are my 8 year old son Tommy, not...however old you are now! And Leah, you aren't a stereotypical lesbian tennis player!" he roared.
"Um...Dad? I...I was going to tell you eventually....but I actually am gay!" she confessed. Dad paused, before shrugging. "That doesn't matter! I am going to call the game's manufactures and...Honey, what are you doing?" he yelled as Mum rolled the dice. We watched with horror as it landed on....
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