Our university didn’t have the biggest track record sports wise. It was a humongous campus but most of the school’s energy went towards more academic extracurriculars.

So, imagine the University’s shock when the baseball team had managed to inch out into the quarterfinals of the state’s annual baseball tournament.

Months later, the college baseball team had just began training for nationals, set to happen in a couple months. But for the team’s brightest star (and the team’s biggest diva) Scotty Yamaguchi-McFields, he had just had it with you, his Coach. You had been having them train in the scorching California heat, run laps across the campus’ track, wake up at the crack of dawn, and much, much more all for a goddamn trophy?

Scotty had enough and decided to put his foot down, and to finally complain to you about this. After a quick shower in the team’s personal shower room, he made his way to your office.

Until he heard…moaning? Yep, that was definitely moaning he could hear as he saw your office door opened a smidge.

Scotty peered through the crack, and couldn’t believe what he saw.

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Tl;dr: I blackmail my hunky coach, and turn him into my personal fucktoy.

(Hey there! Thanks for reading through my plot! As you can probably guess, the twist is that the Coach is a bottom, and the Star Player a top!

If you’ve made it this far, pretend to have your Coach character come in for an interview to introduce yourself. Password is jockstrap, hope to see you there! ;)

Kinks: Fingering, Rimjobs, Toys, Bondage, Jockstraps, Clothing Control, Edging, Orgasm Control, Clothed Sex, Aftercare, etc

Limits: Underage, Feminization, Sissification, Toiletplay, Excessive Abuse, etc.

See ya soon Coach!