Tug of War 53.2 (Patreon)

Timothy couldn't believe that was really happening. It was astonishing how much his new hairstyle had changed his appearance. Now, more than ever, all he could see as he looked in the mirror was a beautiful girl. It was as if the boy that girl used to be had never existed. His now long hair looked gorgeous, flowing down his right shoulder in elegant waves. It was hard to deny that Marlene was brilliant at her job. Timothy thought he could very well be in a shampoo Ad. The hairdresser should be very popular among her customers who actually wanted glam hairstyles. 

His makeup looked equally luxurious, with black and pink eyeshadow; eyeliner and false eyelashes; and dark pink lipstick and lipgloss, making his lips look irresistible. His nails, matching his lips, were even longer than before, and he doubted that he would be able to do any manual work with such claws. 

"So, are you think, sweetie?" Marlene asked, smiling, clearly proud of her work. 

"Oh, I can see that my baby doll is so thrilled that she can't even speak!" Susan exclaimed, clapping. "I'm sure this is exactly the look she was looking for, right, Tiff? Now come with me, darling. We don't have much time to get you dressed. I bet your friends must be arriving at any moment now."

Timothy was then dragged into the already familiar dressing room at the back of the salon. Almost at the same time, Alyssa, Chloe, Gabriella and Kate entered the place, carrying many bags. 

"Oh, my gosh!" Gabriella cried out, open-mouthed. "I can't believe it, Ti-Ti! Girl, you look like a movie star!"

All the other girls nodded in agreement, seeming equally impressed. Kate even stepped forward and hugged Timothy tightly. "Oh, Tiff, this is soo amazing!" she exclaimed, taking care not to mess up the boy's hair and make up. "I'm so happy for you, honey! There's no doubt now. You definitely became the girl you were always meant to be." 

Timothy once again was unable to say anything in response. How could everyone be so sure that he wanted to be a girl? Even Kate? He had explicitly told her he was dressing like a girl just to torment his father! Why was that so hard to understand?

Could it be that I am the one who is, like, denying the truth? He wondered, distressed. Maybe people can see that I totally love being a girly girl while I keep trying to fool myself? Could that be the case? No, of course not! Stop that right now, Tiff! I don't love being a girl! Gosh, why did I even consider such an idea? I totally hate it, like, with all my heart! I don't know why people can't see that! There is nothing girly about me! He told himself, as he took off his robe revealing his killer body, so feminine that it seemed to be scoffing at his statement. 

"Alright, Tiff" Alyssa said, bringing him back to reality. "I spent the whole afternoon making some adjustments to the dress we picked up earlier. You should be, like, soo thankful! It will fit perfectly now."

After being informed that he wouldn't need to wear a bra with that outfit, Timothy put on a pair of pink lace thong panties over his gaff. Next, he was helped into the hot pink strapless dress. The feminized boy, Susan and the girls had gone shopping in the morning, and the group was almost unanimous in saying that such a dress was the just perfect dress for Timothy. The only one who disagreed was the boy himself – thinking the dress was way too short – but he didn't have the strength to argue, especially considering that if he did so he would be forced to try on dozens of other dresses again until the girls were satisfied with some other.

Alyssa, though, who was a perfectionist when it came to fashion, said the dress would look even better with some adjustments, and volunteered to work on the garment herself, which was understandable since she was the best student in the Fashion Design class. But now, after putting the dress on, Timothy regretted immensely letting her do so…

"Oh my gosh, Lyss!" he cried out, horrified. "What have you done? The dress is, like, so short now... even shorter than before!"  

"Don't be silly, Ti-Ti. The dress looks perfect on you!" 

"B-But it's barely covering my panties, not to mention how tight it is now! And what about my boobs? They are almost bursting out of the dress! You made it too low-cut, Lyss!"

"Now, now stop being so ungrateful, girl! I worked hard to make you even prettier for your special night, you know? You have no reason to be freaking out like that. You look totally stunning!"

Timothy looked around for some support, but everyone seemed to agree with Alyssa. "Mommy?" he appealed to Susan, pouting and making sad puppy eyes. "Don't you agree this is dress is, like, totally short for your daughter to go out?"

"Well, this is definitely shorter than what I would normally approve" Susan said, scratching her chin. "But I think I'll turn a blind eye to that and make an exception tonight… only because this is such a special night for you, sweetie. Let's just not make it a habit, okay? I don't want people thinking that my daughter is a slut."

Before Timothy could protest any further, a pair of 4-inch pink sandal heels with lovely butterflies on the back was slipped on his feet. His look was then completed with a pair of big hoop earrings, a choker and a delicate necklace, and many bracelets and rings. 

And that's was it. The feminized boy was finally ready for his special night…