Tug of War 47.2 (Patreon)

Timothy spent the entire afternoon at the mall, on what surely was being the most surreal day of his life. There was a real entourage following him – Susan, Katherine, Alyssa, Chloe and Gabriella, all of them keen to find the perfect outfit for Tiffany's first date, which basically meant that Timothy was forced to visit every trendy clothing store in the place, and try on dozens and dozens of dresses, not to mention heels and lingerie. 

All the while, the poor boy was still thinking of a way to call off that date. He tried to talk to Kate privately several times, but it was simply impossible with so many people around. However, even if Timothy had managed to do so, he doubted Katy would listen to him. She was too excited about the date thing to believe that Timothy didn't want to attend it. At most, she would think he was getting cold feet about his first time going out with a boy. 

And it wasn't just that. Kate hadn't liked at all the fact she hadn't been invited to the sleepover the night before, which Timothy thought that was totally unfair. Kate had been the one who had insisted for him to get close to Alyssa, after all, while Kate herself didn't get along with the other girl. 

The two of them then spent a lot of energy competing to see who would pick a perfect dress for Timothy. To the boy's despair, the only thing they seemed to agree on was that the shorter and flirtier the dress was, the better. 

By this point, Timothy had already begun to consider the unthinkable… Maybe, just maybe... he would indeed have to go out with Matt, and if that was the case, he would rather wear something modest. Too bad everyone – especially Alyssa and Kate – thought it was a terrible idea. Whenever the boy tried to choose a dress that didn't show so much skin, the girls would tell him to pull it away immediately, saying this wasn't appropriate for the occasion. 

When all of them – except Timothy – were happy with a certain outfit, it was time to go to the salon. It was far from a new experience for the feminized boy. Since he'd started living as a girl, he'd been taken to the salon at least once a week to get his hair and nails done, not to mention the electrolysis to get rid of the few hairs on his face and body. (He obviously had no idea that after two or three more sessions his body would be completely hairless for good.) 

However, even being kind of used to the salon trips, Timothy feared it would be so much worse this time around due the circumstances. He just hoped he would be able to convince the salon staff not to do anything so drastic to him, but he knew it wouldn't be so simple. Things at the salon usually got out of hand pretty fast…

"Hi, Marlene, did you get my message?" Timothy's stepmother asked the hairdresser. "As I told you, we need something special today! Can you believe my little girl is going out on a date tonight? Oh, they grow up so fast! And she wants to look stunning for her soon-to-be boyfriend, right, Tiff?" she added, and the feminized boy felt his stomach sinking. Any hope of just having his hair slightly trimmed in an ordinary fashion was gone now. The smile on Marlene's face made it pretty clear.  

"Oh this is so exciting!" the hairdresser cried out, clapping. "Do you have any ideas about the look you want, Tiffany, honey?"

"N-not exactly" Timothy stammered. "But…"

"Oh, that's completely fine!" Marlene interrupted him. "I'm already familiar with your hair so I have an idea or two on how to make you look glamorous! I promise you that your date won't be able to take his eyes off you!" she stated, and Timothy thought that it was exactly what he wanted to avoid. Then, to make things even worse, the hairdresser added in a whisper, "And he won't be able to keep his hands off you either, darling" she giggled, and timothy shivered.

As he was being dragged through the salon, the feminized boy cast one last pleading look at his stepmother, as if begging her to get him out of there, but she just waved and blew him a kiss. 

Susan had been ecstatic in the morning when Alyssa told her that Tiffany had changed her mind and accepted Matthew's invitation to go out. And just like Kate, she had had no interest in listening to Timothy's attempts to say it had all been just a misunderstanding and that he didn't want to go on a date with a boy. She was convinced it was about time to Tiffany start dating handsome young men, after all. There was no reason to delay it any longer…

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Three hours later, Timothy was still at the salon getting all dolled up, and he was feeling incredibly bored. Electrolysis, facial, manicure and pedicure, eyebrows, hair and makeup... He was well aware of the whole ritual, but that day it was taking even longer than the usual. 

At least it was almost done now. Marlene had told him she was just putting the finishing touches on his hair, and Sophia, the makeup artist, was already about to start working on his face. Timothy had no idea what they were doing to him, and he dreaded it a lot; but more than anything, he just wanted to leave and breathe some fresh air. Once again he thought he couldn't understand how anyone could enjoy spending so much time inside a salon. 

That was exactly why he didn't pay much attention when the makeup artist started saying, "You have great lips, you know..."

"Thanks" he muttered in response. 

"…but I think they would look even better with some lip filler. Nothing extreme, of course… Just a little bit here and there to make your lips even more kissable. You know that we can do it right here, right? What do you think?"

Still completely zoned out, and wanting to avoid any discussion that could prolong his stay at the salon, Timothy simply replied, convinced that lip filler or just a different lipstick or something, "Sure, like, why not? Go ahead."

"I think this is a splendid idea, Sophia" Marlene intervened. "But you need to ask her mother's permission first."

"Of course!" Sophia exclaimed. "I'll do it right now."

As she walked away, Timothy closed his eyes and tried to relax, looking forward to the moment when that torment would be over. However, a strange feeling kept bothering him all the while. Was he missing something? It took him about five minutes to wonder... 

Why would Sophia need my mom's permission to, like, put lipstick on my lips? Wait a minute… OMG, that if this lip filler thing isn't just lipstick at all?

But at this point, when he finally realized that he might have made a big mistake, it was already too late. He got startled as he opened his eyes and saw Sophia extremely close to him, holding a syringe. 

"I've already talked to your mom, honey" she said. "She loved the fact that you asked to get your lips filled, and happily gave her permission. So let's get it done."

Starting to freak out, Timothy tried to get up and run away, but was contained by the woman. "Stop moving now, dear. You don't want me to ruin those pretty lips of yours, do you?"

And so it happened. Timothy felt the needle piercing his lips several times until Sophia was satisfied. The poor boy was so shocked that he just stood there, completely paralyzed. What had he gotten himself into? Would that lip filler be permanent? How would he look now?

But whatever he was expecting to see, reality was much more shocking. When his hair and makeup were finally done and Marlene allowed him to look in the mirror, Timothy felt like the boy he had once been was utterly and hopelessly gone and he would be stuck as Tiffany forever…