Tug of War 46.2 (Patreon)

"There's not much to tell" the feminized boy reluctantly started. "We were, like, just talking." 

"This is not how a girl describes the time she spent with a boy, Tiffany" Susan stated, her hands on her waist. "I want details." 

"Fine!" Timothy grumbled, and then did what his stepmother wanted, telling her what he and Matt had talked about. Before he realized it, he even mentioning how the other guy had held him tight while they were sitting on the bench, which Susan thought that was very sweet. "And that was it" Timothy concluded, looking down. "Soon after we went back into Mrs. Bennett's house." 

"Really?" Susan frowned. "Do you think I was born yesterday, silly girl? Matthew was clearly interested in you. I doubt he would just walk away without trying to arrange date – or a new meeting, if you prefer to call it so – with you."

Timothy then bit his lower lip, not understanding how it was even possible that Susan knew so much. It almost felt like she had been spying on them the whole time "Alright, Mom… Gosh, I admit it! Matt indeed asked me out. He said there will be a party at one of his friend's house tomorrow, and that he would love for me to go there with him. Are you, like, satisfied now?" 

"Oh I knew it!" Susan exclaimed, clapping. And what did you answer him?"

"What you think?" Timothy asked, angry. "I said no!"

"Tiffany Rose Foster, you weren't rude to Mrs. Bennett's grandson, were you?"

"W-what? No, of course not! I… umm… I just told him that I unfortunately couldn't go to the party with him because I would be totally busy tomorrow… He then insisted to at least get my phone number so that we could, like, fix up something else in the future. B-but the truth is that I just gave him my number so that he would finally let me go. There's no way I'm going out with a guy, okay? And you can't force me!" 

This time around Timothy had finally told his stepmother the whole story... or almost. The only detail he had forgotten to mention was that at the end of the conversation – after he gave Matt his phone number – the other guy had kissed him on the cheek for what seemed like an eternity. It was a warm, passionate kiss, and Timothy didn't think he would ever be able to get over the fact that he had been kissed by a guy that way. 

 "Force you to go out on a date? What kind of mother do you think I am, young lady? I would never do something like that!" Susan claimed, although Timothy thought she had a weird expression on her face. "If you don't feel ready to go out with that charming young man right now, this is completely fine. You can take your time."

Timothy was about to claim once again that it would never happen – neither now, nor in the future – but before he could open his mouth he heard his phone ringing. He saw that it was a message, and for a moment he feared it might be a Matt's one. However, he soon breathed a sigh of relief to see that the sender was in fact Alyssa. And not only that... The message also brought good news to him. 

"Oh do you remember that Lyss invited me to a sleepover at her house tonight, Mom?" he asked, putting his pink phone in his purse again. Yes, Timothy had gotten a new phone recently (another gift from his 'mommy'), and just like almost all of his new belongings, it was also pink. 

"Of course I remember, my dear. That's why we need to hurry." 

"That's no need to hurry anymore." 

"What you mean, sweetie?" 

"Lyss canceled the sleepover. Isn't it, like, totally awful?" Timothy mockingly said, pretending he was upset. He actually had always hated the prospect of being forced to take part in a sleepover with Alyssa and the other girls, so he couldn't be happier to know that it wouldn't take place anymore. "Seems like some kind of little makeover in her room isn't finished yet, so she doesn't feel like receiving guests right now. Poor Lyss!"  

"It's adorable to see you worried about your friend, baby doll. I'm so glad you're making so many new friends… One more time I have to say that it seems you have always been meant to be one of us!" Susan smirked. "And you know what? I have a great idea to cheer this friend of yours up."

"What idea, mom?" Timothy asked, getting extremely concerned again. 

"Your friend can't receive you girls because apparently there's a problem with her room… However, there's nothing wrong in your room, right? Are you following me, sweetie? I think it's about time for you to show your pretty room to the girls!"

"What? No, Mom, I think..."

"Don't be shy, honey. I'm sure they are going to love this!" Susan added, taking the phone from the hands of a distracted and scared Timothy. Before the feminized boy could try anything, his stepmother was already typing furiously. 

"All done" Susan said a little later, finally returning Timothy's phone. "I've already invited your friends over on your behalf. Isn't it fabulous? Now we just need to get you ready. Come on, darling. We don't have much time!" the woman finished, starting to drag her stepson into their house…