Winners and Losers  Part 1 
Written by iluvwrestlegirls@gmail.com
Jamie competes in an athletic reality show.


Directed by and dedicated to Jamie

Ugly Chris sat at home with a bowl of Doritos to his left and the TV remote to
his right. As he gained weight munching through his snacks, he noticed a new
show on CBS called 'Winners and Losers'. Well, there was no doubt in his mind
which category he fit into (his crummy apartment bearing witness to his
failures in life), but just as he was about to change the channel, a
contestant caught his eye.

She was very young and very beautiful, the unattainable type (to the likes of
Ugly Chris at least). Her introduction showed her upper body turning to face
the camera. She had a faultless tan complexion, a small slightly upturned nose
below deep enchanting eyes... yeah, she was an easy '10', Ugly Chris decided.
And then she blew a kiss to the camera, her lips parting to reveal perfect
white teeth in a smile that would leave any man weak at the knees. The caption
accompanying her image gave some basic details; her name was Jamie, she was 19
years old, 5'5 tall, and she was a college student. Then she gave a little
speech.

"I'm 19 and I drive a Porsche already so to be honest I don't really need the
10 million dollars, or the mansion, but I will go ahead and take them anyway.
I'm a very competitive person and I win at just about everything I compete in.
You just watch me and you'll see."

Ugly Chris' jaw dropped at both the size of the prize, and her arrogance. The
other contestants were a variety of similarly athletic people, with one major
difference: they were all guys in their twenties. This was the final of a
highly physical reality show and yet somehow one drop-dead gorgeous teenage
girl had made it along with fifteen Adonis-type males. Ugly Chris marvelled at
what an amazing achievement that was for her, no matter how well she did in
the final events. He figured her highly arrogant attitude was a front.

The contestants were then lined up in front of a soccer goal. Jamie
immediately attracted the camera's attention. She was wearing a spandex sports
bra and matching shorts, with soccer socks and cleats on her feet. Her clothes
were all a matching baby-pink colour. In such skin tight clothing she looked
like the sexiest dream come to life. All around her were a procession of
towering male competitors wearing blue, black and green soccer outfits. Jamie
stood out from them like a flower growing in a patch of rocky ground,
beautiful yet robust. Indeed, as she limbered up, you could tell she was as
athletic as she was feminine, full of powerful curves.

The host of the show, Chip Cheppers, explained the rules to them all. "Welcome
to the first of our final 4 challenges! Yes, we are here on this soccer pitch
to see who will be the Winners and who will be the Losers in a series of 1-v-1
penalty shootouts. One of you will play striker, the other goalkeeper, and
then you will swap roles. This will continue in a best of 5 format until we
have narrowed the field to 8 competitors. First up, Jamie and Jake!"

Jamie strode towards the camera full of purpose, Jake following a step behind.
She stood facing Chip, her hands on her hips, one elbow against Jake's stomach
as he stood behind her, a full head and shoulders taller and 5 years older,
his handsome face lightly covered by a dark beard.

"So how do you feel about the prospect of a penalty shootout, Jamie?" "Really
good, Chip. Soccer is one of the many sports I play. I should win this." Jamie
replied in a bratty tone. A look of surprised annoyance flashed onto Jake's
face at her smack talk. "And Jake, how do you feel about that?" Jake looked
down at the back of Jamie's head. She ignored him. He was angry with her, but
she smelled so good. "Well, I play a lot of soccer too. Actually it's my
number 1 sport. I expect I'll have too much power for Jamie."

Jamie's tanned shoulders bobbed up and down as she laughed, fuelling Jake's
obvious frustrations. It's bad enough being the only dude teamed with a girl,
but great, she just had to be a trash-talking bitch as well. She turned to him
and asked, "What position do you play?" "I'm a goalkeeper, actually," replied
Jake. Jamie giggled. "Oh, well I'm a striker. So I think that makes me the
favourite. Anyone

can be a goalkeeper!" Jake looked down at her grinning face with shocked
dismay and looked to Chip with a pleading expression, eager to get on with it.

A coin was flipped, Jamie winning the call. She opted to go striker first.
Chip handed Jake a pair of goalkeeper gloves and gave Jamie the ball. She
sauntered to the penalty spot and when she placed the ball down, she gave the
camera a view of her pink-spandex covered ass which made Ugly Chris break a
sweat back in his sad little home. Once Jake gave the

signal he was ready, Jamie took 3 paces backwards, took a deep breath, then
stepped forward and struck the ball. Her sexy leg shot up high as she sliced
her foot across the ball.

Jake saw she had hit the ball hard to his right, but it seemed to be going
high and wide. He didn't even bother diving, there was no way he was going to
get near such an inaccurate shot. But then the ball started curling inwards
and dipping down, towards the top corner of the goal and before he knew it,
Jake had conceded a goal. He stayed staring at the top corner long after the
ball had whistled in.

He had played a lot of soccer, and faced many penalty kicks in his time, but
he had never been beaten so comprehensibly by one. Her technique was flawless
and as the ball curled around the inside of the net, barely making a sound or
causing a ripple, Jake thought that perhaps the great Zidane himself would
have been proud of a shot like that.

Jamie leapt, punching the air and whooping, showing so much energy. Jake hung
his head as he turned around to retrieve the ball for his turn. Chip offered
Jamie a fresh pair of gloves, but with a smile she told him, "Oh, I won't be
needing those." As she passed Jake on his way towards the penalty spot she
waved her hands at him and made a silly face, showing him her lack of gloves.
Jake glowered at her, unable to conceal his growing anger and frustration.

Jamie jumped up and down in the goal, flapping her arms around to limber up,
and somehow managed to make herself quite imposing in there despite her
relatively short stature. Her jump height seemed really impressive, her toned
and sexy body displaying impressive explosive power. Her choice of outfit
really showed off her breasts as she jumped up and down like that, bouncing
them up and down. She didn't have huge fat breasts, but enough to make them
pop around a bit beneath the pink spandex. Jake watched her for a few seconds
before placing the ball on the spot and then he tried to clear his mind and
concentrate. Jamie settled down into a crouch, her arms extended out to the
side, fingers straight.

Rather than try to compete with the kind of shot she had delivered, Jake
decided to just blast it down the middle. Either she would dive to the side
and miss it, or the power would be too much for her. He may only have been a
goalkeeper, but he was a confident striker of a dead-ball. He took a few steps
back, a few more than Jamie had taken, and then ran to the ball and struck it
cleanly. This should show the bitch! thought Jake. He'd hit it with all his
power.

Jamie held her ground, waiting to see what Jake had to offer before she
started playing the psychological game, and so the shot headed straight for
her mid-section. She flexed her body and held her arms away, allowing the ball
to strike her long, smoothly- muscled stomach with a loud SLAP sound. The ball
bounced off her rock-hard abs, her body barely moving at all besides her pink
sports bra again popping up a little.

Chip's broadcaster instincts kicked in and he quickly stepped over, concerned.
"Jamie, are you ok? That looked like it hurt!" Jamie smiled. "This?" she said,
pointing to the faint red impact mark on her long toned stomach. "No not a
bit!" she tensed, causing her abs to shift and her muscle

definition to become more visible as she slapped it hard with her palm. Again
the loud SLAP sound rang out as she showed off her tough young flesh. "See?"
Then she looked at Jake and giggled. He looked down and shook his head. He
seemed unable to meet her gaze after her display of strength.

And then it was Jake's turn to go in goal again. As they passed each other
this time Jamie coldly ignored him, holding her head high. Once they were in
position she actually pointed to the bottom left corner. "That's where it's
going, I'll give you a chance! Are you ready?" Jake looked shocked, but nodded
to her, ready to save this time and bring her confidence down a notch.

She struck the ball with the outside of her other foot, slicing across its
face with the same incredible technique, showing off her ambidextrous skill.
Her follow through was lower this time, her sexy leg whipping out in a swift
and controlled motion, sending the ball flying low this time. Her amazing
technique generated a tremendous amount of both spin and power, and despite
being warned which way to dive, and being an experienced goalkeeper, Jake at
full-stretch was not even close as the ball curved in yet again from a
seemingly impossible angle and clipped the bottom-inside of the goalpost on
its way to the back of the net. He wondered if he was imagining it, but he
felt like Roberto Carlos could not have hit it better.

Jamie began her celebrations again, running up to Chip and boisterously
hugging him, even, causing the experienced broadcaster to blush as she hoisted
him off his feet. The amount of energy and strength this sexy girl had was
insane, thought Ugly Chris (who could barely get out of bed in the morning).
Jamie giggled at Jake as he walked with his head bowed to the penalty spot to
take his next shot. Jamie skipped over to the goal, jumping up to touch the
crossbar four or five times in a row with ease. She fixed Jake with a stare
and nodded that she was ready.

This time Jake went for placement. He knew he couldn't strike the ball as
cleanly as Jamie, so he hit it with the side of his foot, looking to place it
in the bottom corner. He'd aimed and connected well, but his technique lacked
the power and curl of Jamie's world-class effort. Jamie read Jake's body
language and was diving after his shot barely an instant after it had left his
foot. At full stretch, her body was low but off the ground, a gracefully
feminine dive to her side. Not only did she reach his shot, but she held it
too, with no gloves. Her body absorbed the impact with the ground effortlessly
and she clutched the ball down to her breasts, holding it close as she curled
into a ball to complete the save.

Jake spun away the moment he had hit the ball. For some reason he just knew
Jamie was going to get there and he was facing away from her as he heard the
cheers of his fellow competitors. "WHAT a save!" enthused Chip, who could
barely keep his composure, so amazed was he at the display of sexy athleticism
Jamie was providing.

Jamie hopped to her feet and dropkicked the ball into the sky with a
triumphant yell. Again her leg followed through high into the air, providing a
tantalising glimpse of her upper inside-thigh as her buff little body tested
the confines of the pink spandex. Her kick connected with a very loud BOOM
sound, and the ball seemed to take an age to come back to the ground. When it
finally did, it hit poor Jake in the face as he slouched his way over to the
goal. Jamie ran to him.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean... I'm sorry, are you ok Jake?" Despite her
apologies, Jake saw a wide smile plastered across her beautiful face. Her eyes
looked coldly into his. Jake shot her a fiery look of hatred. Jamie smirked as
she replied, "Just get in goal and let's get this over with", quiet enough for
no cameras to hear. Jake was shocked by her nasty tone, and surprised to feel
tears at the back of his eyes but fought them with everything he had.

Jamie placed the ball down. She started walking away from him, and kept
walking this time, swaying that perfect butt of hers with every step. She
finally turned, leaving herself a longer run- up. She had decided to really
let him have it with her full power. On Chip's signal, she burst into action.
Reaching a full and impressive sprint before she struck the ball, her kick
punched straight through, putting it right through the laces.

The ball flew like a rocket straight at Jake. It was a similar strike to his
first effort, only with even more power and a little more height. It smashed
straight into his face before he could block it with his hands, bouncing hard
off his eye with a wet SMACK sound to deflect up high into the roof of the
goal. Jake fell to the ground from the force of the hit and the shock of being
put out of the competition 3-0 in his favourite event.

The follow through of Jamie's kick sent her towards the goal as she seamlessly
began her girlish celebration, again punching the air and jumping around like
a rowdy schoolgirl. Jake sat up and dejectedly watched her antics through the
pain in his right eye. Jamie finished in front of him, raised her arms and
looked down at him with a cruel smile on her lips. Jake looked up at her and
was suddenly reminded of how attractive she was.

But she'd beaten him.

In fact, she'd more than beaten him, she'd crushed him. He would never, ever
live this down. His friends would always make jokes, he knew what they were
like.

And there she was, smiling and laughing in his face.

Jake felt the tears again, from the humiliation, and the pain, and then Jamie
leaned down to him. The other contestants, and viewers back at home, could see
her patting him on the shoulder, saying something in his ear. Everyone assumed
she was comforting him.

"Cry. Let it out, Jake. You lost to me, a young girl, in front of millions of
people. You're my bitch now."

And he cried, he just started sobbing.

Jake knew the rules of the game. He had to announce the result to get it over
with. "J-J... Jamie! You're the winner! I-I-I'm the... Loooser! Bwaarr!" and
with this he wept like he was at a funeral. Jamie walked back to the other
contestants. Through the mist of tears, Jake looked up at Jamie walking away
from him. She probably had the best legs he had ever seen. He felt his groin
stir and this only made him cry more, burying his face in his gloves.

Pouring his time into software training, Jake never was the biggest hit with
the ladies. Although fit, he lacked confidence. He knew he would never get
near a girl like that. He felt totally inferior. But my God what an ass! He
was so confused. He hated her, he loved her. He didn't want her to leave, he
wished he'd never met her. The only way he could express it was tears. He
wiped them away with his gloves and eventually stood up, red-faced, to make
his way to the sidelines to watch the other contestants play their shoot-outs.

One of the other competitors, a broad-shouldered and ruggedly handsome young
man, walked to Jake and patted his back. "Hey, unlucky buddy. Too bad you lost
to a girl but she's a hell of a player. Don't worry", he winked, "I'll take
her down later on, get revenge for you. Name's Henry"

"Thanks Henry" Jake sniffed.

Jamie was stood off to the side on her own, watching the other contestants'
penalty kicks with amusement. Back at his home, Ugly Chris made a note of when
the next episode was. There was no way he was going to miss seeing more of
this incredible young girl Jamie in action.

END OF PART 1