Tug of War 49.1 (Patreon)

Finally, it was almost over... Sitting in Matt's car again, Timothy breathed a sigh of relief. The last few hours had been some of the hardest of his life. It was incredible to believe he had ever survived that party. It had been so embarrassing and stressful… All those people looking at him… Being forced to dance with Matt… Not to mention how his feet were killing him, after a whole night wearing those crazy heels. But it was all past now. He was on his way home, and he couldn't be happier about that. As ironic as it sounded, Timothy could hardly wait to take refuge in the safety of his girly pink bedroom. He had never missed that place so much.

Just a few more minutes, Tiff, he told himself, smiling. But then, when he least expected it, he noticed something concerning…

"Umm… Matt? I don't think this is, like, the way to my house." 

"I'm not taking you home, babe... not yet." 

"What?!" the feminized boy cried out. "B-but if I don't get home my dad..."

"Shhh... Relax, Tiff. Your father said he wanted to see you at home at midnight, which means we still have a little over an hour to have some more fun" Matthew said, smirking. "There's something I want to show you." 

Timothy couldn't believe what he was hearing. Just when he thought the torment was coming to an end… How unfair was that? He had to do something. He didn't know where Matthew was planning to take him to now, but he had a feeling it wouldn't end well for him. 

"I'm sorry, Matt" he started saying. "But I really think that..." 

"Everything will be fine, Tiff. I know you're worried about your father getting mad, but remember I want him to like me, too, okay? Just trust me" he finished, putting his hand on Timothy's legs again, and the feminized boy shivered. 

I'm totally screwed, he told himself. 

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Timothy had always thought that if his father and former basketball coach met one day, there were two possible options for what would happen: they could get along very well, since the two of them were equally uncompromising, authoritarian and hot-tempered… Or they could kill each other pretty fast, for the very same reasons. 

Unfortunately for the boy, it was the first possibility that came true. After a rough start, Richard and Gary were now sharing a table in the pub as if they had been best friends since forever, drinking massive amounts of alcohol.

"...and so that was how it happened" Richard finished his story, and then took a long sip of his beer. "I know how insane it sounds, but I was truly convinced that after a few days of being forced to live like a sissy around home, that stupid boy would come to me begging me to let him be a man again. Then, I would send him to a Military Academy, where he could honor our family's legacy."  

"But that damn boy chose to start attending school dressed as a fucking girl instead of giving up that dumb charade" Richard continued, squeezing his glass so hard that it almost broke in his hand. "Can you believe that? When would a boy of our generation accept something like this? Back in the good old days, any of us would rather have been killed than going to school wearing a skirt! But nowadays... it seems like all boys have been turned into a bunch of pussies!"

"So right now the only thing I want is to make that stupid sissy suffer… suffer so much that he will never forget it. That's all that matters to me! But to my horror, it looks like he's being accepted as a female at school! Do you see how this world is screwed?"

"Well, now things make sense" Gary said, as he drummed the table with his fingers, after a moment of silence. "Pretty nasty situation indeed, man. Who would have imagined that your son would have the balls... I mean, would have the guts to do something like that? But tell me something…" he continued, now talking in a conspiratorial whisper. "Are you absolutely sure that what you want now is to make him suffer?" 

"Do you have any doubts?" Richard snarled angrily. "Does that boy deserve a punishment or not?"

"Sure, sure… and you are convinced he's not enjoying pretending to be a girl, right?"

"Absolutely! I can see in his eyes he hates it as much as me. He's just too damn stubborn to admit it!"

"Very well then…" Gary said, with an evil smile. "If that's really the case, I have an idea or two to turn his life into a hell at school..."

"Really?" Richard asked, getting excited. "What ideas, exactly?" 

"Just wait and see, buddy. I think you'll enjoy it. Tiffany, on the other hand…" 

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"Alright, Tiff. We arrived!" said Matthew, turning off the car. 

"W-where exactly did we arrive?" Timothy asked nervously, looking around. They were on a dark, deserted street with only a few old houses here and there. 

"You will understand soon." 

He then opened the car door for the feminized boy again, and helped him to stand up. They then walked a few feet, Timothy's heels clicking on the potholed sidewalk. When Matthew stopped, Timothy couldn't understand why. There was nothing around the point where they were, except a few tall, shaggy shrubs on the left, surrounded by a fence. However, looking more closely, the feminized boy saw that there was an opening in the fence right in front of them.

"G-Geez, you don't expect me to walk over there, right?" Timothy asked, pointing to a dark trail. 

"You don't need to be scared, Tiff. You know I would never ever put you at any risk, right? Not only your father, but also my grandma, would kill me. Trust me. I just wanna show you a place. You're going to love it!"

"B-but there's, like, no way at all for me walk this trail with these shoes!"

"Umm... I guess you are right" Matt said, scratching his chin, and for a brief moment Timothy thought he would finally be taken back home. But then, before he realized what was happening, Matthew lifted him in his arms, as easily as if Timothy were a feather pillow. "I guess I'm just going to carry you them. It'll only take a minute, babe" he told her, as they entered the dark trail…