Authors Note - This is a spin off story from two previous stories The Tap Out 3 - Sarah's Story and The Dominas, it would helpful to have read these but not compulsory.
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Emily Jones grew up commonly referred to as a goody-two-shoes, a shy studious girl who worked hard throughout her school life. When other children misbehaved as appropriate to their youth, she acted older than her years. It wasn't much of a surprise that she wasn't one of the popular crowd, no gang of friends or boys were knocking the door down.
Her eyes were always on the prize of getting into a University with the best grades and she made the mark with ease. Even here away from family and prying eyes she never really let her hair down, always more studying to do. No binge drinking or days of recovering from hangovers for her. Although she did have boyfriends they never really lasted, her timidness having her down as a bit of a wallflower, a bit boring.
It was unfortunate as she really was a very attractive girl, her short dark hair hid a flawless face lit up by large luminous brown eyes. Her keep fit regime which she started to keep her mind alert had kept her figure trim and pert, the only thing stopping her from being a heartbreaker was her own confidence. Her parents had instilled in her the commitment and desire but had never really given her their love or congratulated her on any of her successes. Some encouragement might have grown some confidence within her.
Her work life carried on in the same pattern, work hard, be diligent and strive to grow within the company. She was a well-respected colleague but none of them considered her a friend. When the opportunity to progress arose she applied straight away and had high hopes of gaining the promotion. The fly in the ointment was Oliver, as he liked to boast he had been to the best University and was the most qualified for the position. Emily had resigned herself to losing to him but prayed she would not have to work under him, neither of them could have foreseen what eventually happened.
The appointment of Sarah as her manager came out of the blue and changed her life in more ways than she could have imagined. Initially, she was shocked and annoyed to lose out to her but compared to Oliver she took the situation rather well. How that conflict was settled totally changed the way she saw Sarah and Oliver ever again. The secret between them forged a bond which neither broke.
For a while there was a little hero-worship towards Sarah, copying her dress sense and mannerisms. When she wore a pink football scarf to work, Emily investigated the name and learned all she could about Sarah's mystery team, Domina F.C. Once she found the location of the ground and the date of the next game, she was determined to see them in the flesh.
When Emily began to support Domina FC, it had been as an excuse to bump into Sarah but alas Sarah never showed. The team did though and Emily fell head over heels for the girls, she had played football in school but her parents decided she had too much real work to consider sports. She became a regular fixture at home games, the same spot each game wrapped in her pink scarf and occasionally she overcame her shyness to shout.
When Sarah did appear it was in the company of the team's captain Cassie, who had become Emily's favorite player and if she was honest her girl crush. "Emily," Sarah shouted to her as she tried to melt away into the crowd. "I didn't know you were a fan."
"I've been coming for a few weeks, they're really good," she gushed looking more at Cassie.
Cassie leaned over and stroked her face, "and I thought you were coming just to watch me." She had seen Emily in the crowd a few times and a few of the girls had her down as a groupie.
Emily blushed instantly much to their amusement, looking to Sarah for help.
"Take no notice of her she flirts with everyone," Sarah admonished her friend. She turned to Cassie, "Emily is my top girl at work, my right hand."
That encouraging comment brought some confidence back to Emily who felt a little safer with Sarah there.
"Do you play," Cassie questioned her directly. "You look fit enough but do you?"
"Not since school but I do keep fit," Emily started to feel she was getting into something she wasn't ready for.
"Good enough for me, we train Monday night." Cassie grabbed her hands. "Ask for me and we'll get you boots, we'll see if you play as good as you look." "Don't disappoint me, I'm looking forward to seeing you."
Before Emily could answer Cassie had kissed Sarah goodbye and bounded away leaving her stunned and looking pleadingly to Sarah for an escape.
But Sarah could only laugh, "better get practicing, and I'll see you Monday morning."
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Emily had been in a panic all day, this was stepping out of her safety zone. For the first time, she found it hard to concentrate on the job and the butterflies in her stomach flew.
When she arrived at the ground, Cassie was stretching outside the door. She waved nervously, hoping they'd all be kind to her.
Cassie picked her up with a hug, tighter and stronger than she had expected. "So glad you came, don't be nervous. It's just a kick about."
The nerves did not disappear as she entered the dressing room, her eye grew wide from the scene. The women were arguing and joking in various states of undress, naked bottoms and breasts flashed by her. More frighteningly they looked like the sort of girls who bullied her at school for being a swot and they were eyeing her up and down.
"Quiet bitches, this sexy little thing is Emily and she's training with us tonight so go easy on her and if you must molest her do it after the game," Cassie shouted too much amusement from the ladies. "Don't worry, you'll be fine," she whispered to Emily and patted her on the bottom.
The match itself didn't go too badly, she took some hard tackles but refused to let them force her off. When she scored she felt an adrenaline rush unbeknownst to her before and she no longer felt an imposter on the pitch. Eventually, it was pure tiredness that got her subbed, but she was overjoyed to be asked to return.
Over the weeks she proved herself a team member, her name officially added to the team roster and she got a jersey that she cherished. The nudity she slowly got adjusted to and the slaps on the butt for a good game she started to look forward to, although as Cassie said maybe don't let the gay girls slap it quite so much. One thing playing had changed about her appearance was her butt, it had gotten firmer and rounder and had become a bit of a target for a few of the girls.
What really made her one of the girls for life was the night of the cam boys, that was when they saw her as one of them, a Domina. Although no one ever admitted talking about that night, the legend of it grew. Girls from opposing teams would nod admiringly towards them from that point on. At the end-of-season awards, each girl received a personalized strap-on harness with their name engraved for enriching the team's heritage.
They even got invited to a prestigious women's gala awards night where they were nominated under the team of the year. When a clip was shown of the team's performances, a voice shouted out "Play the other video" too much amusement. Adding to the open rumor that copies of the video were changing hands for large amounts of money. A signed team shirt on the night went for triple its asking price, to a prominent MP. When Emily saw the shirt behind her in a TV interview she beamed at their underground fame.
She also finally met the mysterious Miss Danvers, often mentioned by the girls but never before seen. She glided over to their table to congratulate them and reduced them all to giggling schoolgirls in her presence. Cassie was no longer her sole girl crush.
